After dinner, Chu Huaixu returned to his room and sat down on the meditation mat.
He first directed his Divine Sense into the Black Bead to check the situation with the Medicine Cauldron [Dao Generating One].
"How the hell is it still refining?" a certain capitalist fumed.
Inside the Medicine Cauldron, several wisps of black gas were still in the process of Refinement.
This process had already been ongoing for several days.
This meant he couldn't use the Medicine Cauldron to refine Elixirs, losing a large sum of income every day.
"No wonder the Sect Leader referred to it as the most evil air between heaven and earth; even the Medicine Cauldron can't quickly refine this Evil Qi?" he thought.
However, Chu Huaixu soon changed his mind, thinking the problem might lie with himself.
"[Dao Generating One] now requires me to inject Spiritual Power into it every once in a while."
