"It was probably cleared out by cultivators in the past for secluded cultivation, it's been a thousand years, so here it is."
Well, it's fine, even though there's a lot of dust, Jiaojiao doesn't mind it, a sweep of the cat's paw clears the dust, laying out blankets and stoves and other living essentials, along with aromatherapy items, otherwise the smell would be unbearable, all that's left is to repaint the walls.
Jiaojiao is swift, finally placing out fruit platters, desserts, nuts, a roasted whole lamb, and various drinks...
He laid down, eating and drinking.
Qin Yu, on the other hand, began crafting the recipe potion.
Generally speaking, a recipe is simpler than alchemy, as long as one is thoroughly versed in data and micro-reactions, but this is soul-related, ever-changing and hard to control, requiring the soul to fully engage and sense it, rather than just capturing it with the naked eye or spells, so she is very cautious.
