Seven days had passed since the celebration on White Lotus Peak.
During this week, the Medicine Hall had not seen a single breath of quiet. Grandmaster Yao, who had remained in closed-door seclusion for hundreds of years, had finally stepped into the open. With the Half-Step Saint actively walking the corridors, the entire Medicine Hall ran without a single moment of idleness.
Bai Qingxian was buried under a mountain of responsibilities. Between clinical duties, learning about administrative tasks, and personal guidance under Grandmaster Yao, she barely had time to do anything else.
White Lotus Peak, by contrast, remained as quiet as always.
Sitting cross-legged in the quiet alchemy chamber of his courtyard, Su Ming opened his eyes. Before him, nine jade trays rested neatly on the ground, each holding an ingredient required for the ancient Nascent Soul Breakthrough Pill.
Gathering and preparing these ingredients had taken Su Ming the last couple of days of coordination.
