In the Earth Fire Cave, heat steamed, and the firelight cast Fang Hao's face in flickering light and shadow. He was not in a hurry to open the furnace, sitting cross-legged in front of the chaos pill cauldron, motionless like an old monk in meditation. In fact, his heart was already churning like a stormy sea.
He held a primitive Jade Slip in his hand, inscribed with the nascent soul pill formula he had looted from that unlucky fellow Su Xuan. He had not dared to let this item leave his side since obtaining it; it was almost worn smooth from constant handling. However, his cultivation had not been high enough, and the Materials were incomplete, so he had not dared to study it in detail. Now that everything was ready, with only the final step remaining, he finally took out this treasure he had kept hidden, sank his consciousness into it, and began to 'gnaw' through it word by word.
