Her heart felt balanced.
Ling Chuxi's head was covered in cold sweat. 'What do you mean by stewing one pot is enough? do I really eat that much?' Also, who told you this was a meat stew?
In any case, every time she took out a specially made alchemy furnace, she would be met with such questions. Ling Chuxi had long been used to it and was not angry.
"Alright, I'll teach you alchemy now." Ling Chuxi could not be bothered to explain too much and immediately took out the spiritual herb to demonstrate.
In the quiet little courtyard, a familiar muffled sound was soon heard.
Seeing Ling Chuxi's majestic technique, meixiu was dumbfounded. However, very quickly, she discovered the profoundness of this. Her face was full of excitement and she would occasionally ask Ling Chuxi for advice.
Ling Chuxi split her attention into two, explaining while refining the pill.