Senior Sister Ye smiled. "This sort of thing can't be rushed. Compound Pills are quite tricky to make, and there's one ingredient I'll have to find myself. How about this: give me three days. We can meet back here at this same time in three days."
"Alright!"
Wang Meng nodded. As he chatted with Senior Sister Ye, he could sense her extraordinary skill as a Pill Cultivator. This was true ability, far beyond what he had encountered before.
It seemed this gentle Senior Sister Ye was a good person, too. Tian'Er's Fire Poison could finally be cured.
Wang Meng was a good judge of character, and he was confident that no matter what kind of person Senior Sister Ye truly was, she was definitely not a phony.
Wang Meng was in high spirits as he left the Alchemy Institute. All he needed to do now was gather everyone at the next Holy Hall meeting, and he could establish his own faction.
