Beaten To A Pulp

Inside the courtyard of the Candlelight Pill Pavilion, a young man sat at the highest spot.

He was explaining the path of alchemy and occasionally touched upon the path of cultivation.

The listeners gathered below were mostly disciples from various branches. Their cultivation realms were decent, but their talents were not that exceptional. To make further progress, they needed someone to teach them diligently.

The senior disciple before them was undoubtedly doing just that.

"The path of cultivation is not always smooth sailing, but there are many ways to make it smoother," the young man at the top addressed a woman in the audience.

"Junior Sister Xiao Lan, although your aura is stable, you've been unable to make a breakthrough for a while. It's not due to your lack of talent, but because there is a hidden problem within you."

As he spoke, he took out a pill and handed it to her.