Aboard the Spiritual Boat, by the railing.
Chen Che sat casually before the furnace, his hands constantly forming sealing techniques. The furnace fire before him churned, its Spiritual Mechanism flowing without end.
After about a hundred breaths…
POP!
An elixir shot past the cauldron lid, hovering in mid-air.
PHEW—
The surrounding disciples, who had been watching so intently they hadn't even dared to breathe, finally let out a collective sigh of relief.
「Recently.」
As the Black Tortoise Calm Sea grew more and more bustling, the demand for elixirs had surged. In addition to those needed for immediate use, many Cultivators were also looking to purchase large quantities to serve as strategic reserves for their families.
Profits soared.
Of course, many Cultivators also came to him seeking elixirs.
