"Failed again!"
At this moment.
In the midst of Ye Qingchen being trapped in what seemed like an endless path.
Within the manor.
The young girl couldn't help but heave a deep sigh.
In front of her was a half-human-sized alchemy furnace, emanating a pungent burnt smell.
If Ye Qingchen saw this scene, he would surely be astounded.
Because.
This young girl was practicing alchemy!
But listening to her words, it seemed she had already failed many times.
"Huh?"
"This guy hasn't left yet?"
The girl's face was full of regret as she withdrew her gaze from the alchemy furnace, only to find that Ye Qingchen was still lingering in the courtyard.
One must know.
Typically, a person entering the courtyard would quickly realize they are trapped by an array, unable to advance, and would ultimately choose to give up.
"It seems you've recognized that this courtyard is, in fact, an array, haven't you?"
"What a pity!"
