"Alchemy?"
Wen Zhixing was startled. He did not recognize the female disciple before him. It was obvious she had just grabbed at random and happened to catch him.
Looks like I've been drafted as press-ganged labor...
Wen Zhixing looked around and saw Pill Refining Peak not far ahead. He then lowered his head to glance at his waist. He had removed the palace master token while changing clothes and forgotten to put it back on.
No wonder. Wen Zhixing suddenly understood.
"Senior Sister, where are you taking me?" he asked.
The female disciple in front of him, however, paid him no mind, continuing to mumble to herself.
"Shh, don't make noise just yet... What materials am I missing for the True Yang Pill... Dragon Grass, Purple Spirit Stone, Golden Sun Mushroom, Yin Yang Flower... Add this furnace disciple, and that should be about right. This time, I'll definitely succeed in refining it!"
The female disciple's face was brimming with confidence, completely lost in her own world.
