Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
Beiting Huang walked to the bathroom door and heard Yan Ye stop flipping through the book. Right on the heels of that, he said, âHuanger, itâs a good thing to keep your promise. I hope you can always remember what you said. No matter how many years pass, you can keep your word!â
When Beiting Huang heard this, she didnât understand what Yan Ye meant, but she was furious. She turned around and glared at Yan Ye dangerously. âYan Ye, donât say such petty words. Of course, what I said counts, but on the premise that it was said by me.â
Yan Ye wasnât in a hurry. Instead, he nodded calmly at Beiting Huang. âYes, of course. I definitely wonât expect you to fulfill what others have said.â
Beiting Huang didnât understand, but she knew that a person like Yan Ye wouldnât spout nonsense. On the contrary, he took his time and was very careful. He was also used to having everything under his control. It wasnât an exaggeration to say that he was extremely terrifying.
The bath was made of white jade and was about the size of a basketball court. It was a formation set up with the magic cores of fire-elemental magical beasts. The water was hot spring water that flowed down from the Thousand Spirit Mountain and was almost constant all year round. Beiting Huang soaked himself in the water and couldnât help but wonder if she would be eaten until there was nothing left when she interacted with such a person.
She had always been decisive and calm, but when she was with Yan Ye, she always seemed to lose control.
âHeâs actually a very dangerous person, but I⦠Sigh!â Beiting Huang sighed. âWhy do I think that he wonât hurt me even if he hurts himself? Why is everyone afraid of him? And I donât feel any danger in front of him at all?â
After taking a shower, Beiting Huang went straight back to bed. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The sound of Yan Yeâs breathing seemed to ring in her ears, making her feel uneasy.
Since she couldnât fall asleep, Beiting Huang simply sat up and entered her bracelet space.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After becoming a Spiritual Grandmaster, she had only fought with Beiting Jian once. Although she had used her intrinsic flame to create a nine-colored domain and burned Beiting Jian to death, she wasnât familiar with the application of the domain at all.
Sitting in front of the cauldron, she gently twisted her fingers and a wisp of fire jumped between her fingers. Beiting Huang threw the fire under the cauldron. Under her control, the fire began to warm the cauldron.
Sensing that the cauldron was warm, Beiting Huang threw a stalk of Spirit Dragon Grass into the cauldron. The fire gently licked the bottom of the cauldron, and Beiting Huangs spiritual power firmly locked onto the fire and the Spirit Dragon Grass.
Although it hadnât been long since Beiting Huang had started refining pills,
she seemed to have an exceptionally powerful talent for refining pills. She started with first-grade pills to second-grade pills. Now Beiting Huang was preparing to refine a fifth-grade Spirit Breaking Pill and things seemed to go exceptionally smoothly. It could be said that he had reached the point of being able to refine it easily.
The spiritual liquid in the Spirit Dragon Grass had almost been refined. Beiting Huang threw in a leaf of Rehmannia, followed by a Black Spirit Fruit and some other supplementary herbs to slowly refine them.
Almost all the spiritual liquid had been refined. Although Beiting Huangâs current ability was still not good enough compared to Yan Ye who did not waste a single drop of spiritual liquid, it was more than a level higher than those alchemists in the Central Continent. The residue in the cauldron had already been cleaned out. Beiting Huang controlled a few wisps of nine-colored flames to float over and turn the residue into ashes. In the cauldron, only the pure spiritual liquid was rolling around. In the end, it slowly fused. The prototype of the medicinal pill was already in place. All that was left was to refine it at a deeper level..