But now...
If he counts everything in the extreme state without regard for consequences, he can create a value of a million Spirit Stones in a month.
This Three Paths Cauldron doesn't seem to be worth much either?
"Just so!"
Chen Ye curled his lips and gave a disdainful smile.
He glanced at the cloth in his hand, planning to manually maintain the Pill Furnace well after the alchemy.
But now, there was no longer a need...
Chen Ye stretched lazily and roughly estimated the time.
This time, he had been in closed-door alchemy for almost a month, and it was time to go out and see his disciple.
"Boom!"
The stone door of the Quiet Chamber rose upwards.
As soon as Chen Ye stepped into the inner yard, a crisp sound like silver bells of laughter came over.
"Sister Qing Jun, slow down, Shuyao can't catch up!"
Chen Ye followed the voice with his gaze, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.
