Ever since getting that half-formed Outer Golden Pill, Ah Er had taken to playing with it often.
Its mind would often wander, drifting off to who knows where.
Bai Mo watched its behavior with a cool gaze.
But he was far too busy to give Ah Er a chance to go out.
He spent another few days refining Pills—Outer Pills of various grades, each batch more beautiful in appearance than the last.
Bai Mo packed them up, preparing to send them to Immortal Arrival City.
He kept a few of the highest quality, however, intending to give them to the white-haired elder.
The elder had been a great help when Bai Mo consulted him about the path of Outer Pills. Now that he had achieved some success, it was only natural to inform him.
He also intended to exchange pointers and ask for more advice, to see if his Outer Pills had any remaining shortcomings.
