The night breeze was cool, and the furnace burned brightly. Atop a hundred-meter cliff, a figure hurried back and forth, appearing very busy. Ten medicine furnaces were neatly arranged in a row, the clear and roiling medicinal liquid boiling inside the cauldrons. As time passed and it simmered, the color of the medicinal liquid deepened, revealing a faint golden hue.
Rushing among these ten medicine furnaces, Qi Xiu carefully inspected the changes in the quality of the liquid in each cauldron. Wafting the air with his right hand, Qi Xiu smelled the gradually enriching and pure medicinal fragrance, a smile forming on his lips.
