Like a little resentful wife

"Alright, alright." Shi chenhua was like a defeated rooster. He drooped his head and retreated. No matter how one looked at him, he looked like a little resentful woman who had been chased out of the house with nothing.

Ling Chuxi laughed to herself. Although Zi Yin's attitude towards Shi chenhua was bad, she could tell that Zi Yin was no longer as repulsed by him as she had been in the past. The two of them were bickering and bickering, which made people feel an extra sense of closeness.

"By the way, have you prepared all the spirit herbs? why don't I help you refine the spirit-cleansing pill as well?" Ling Chuxi said to Shi chenhua.

To other alchemists, refining pills would greatly exhaust their vital Qi and spiritual sense. However, Ling Chuxi's method of reinforcing and restricting the five elements was much easier.