Half a month later, the moonlight was brilliant in the night sky.
A Pill Furnace rested at the foot of Mi Mountain. Ah Er sat before the door, back in its original form.
It held a cattail fan in its claws, listlessly fanning the flames.
It had already endured seven such nights. According to its master, the Pill in the furnace needed to be fully steeped in the moon's radiance.
A Great Suanni had made its home on Mi Mountain, making the yang energy there exceptionally potent. As a result, there was no need to expose the furnace to the sun during the day.
As it was nodding off, Ah Er suddenly heard a CRACK.
Its ears twitched. It jolted awake and stared nervously at the furnace.
'Did it break?'
The thought had barely formed when Bai Mo rushed over.
With a single wave of his sleeve, the flames beneath the furnace flickered violently and died out.
