Inside the Mountain Sea Temple.
Lu Chang'sheng pulled out his pill furnace and a dozen or so array scrolls that hadn't been inscribed yet.
One hand controlled the pill furnace, while the other tossed random spiritual herbs with names no one could guess into it.
Meanwhile, his other hand danced wildly over the array scrolls, making marks in a flourish.
Off to the side, Shi Sheng shook his head helplessly, saying, "Master is getting more absurd by the day, isn't he? Can you really do array formation and alchemy at the same time?"
Blackie shrugged, "Why not just ask him?"
Xu Yeming busied himself next to them, hurriedly saying, "Forget it, wait till Master's done. He's already multitasking, and you can't even do either formations or alchemy without complete focus. Now he's doing both together?"
Honestly, Lu Chang'sheng's routine was already freaking Xu Yeming out a little.
But just as Xu Yeming finished speaking—
