Ling Changqing was unaware of the scene that had just unfolded in his Cave Mansion Hall.
Perhaps it was the work of fate. Had he remained on the Changqing Continent instead of being here in the Deep Sea Dragon Palace, he would most likely have been cornered by those two indescribable beings.
As for what fate would have awaited him then, it was truly hard to say.
Here, Luo Qingxuan was a true woman of action. After sharing a tender moment with Ling Changqing, she hastily departed with her people.
Ling Changqing remained in the Pill Hall, Opening the Furnace and Refining Pills. When his Magical Power ran low, he would rest for a moment. His days were simple yet fulfilling.
As for how the refined Elixirs would be distributed, Luo Qingxuan had already made it clear: he could keep half for himself, while the other half had to be turned over to the treasury.
Thus, over the past six months or so, Ling Changqing's personal wealth had grown considerably.
