Making the Nascent Soul Pill

The Alchemy King's expression changed slightly; his expression was extremely unnatural.

"Let me tell you something: I don't care about anything that you care about, so you don't have to treat me like an enemy. Of course, you don't really have the qualifications either," Qin Yu said coldly.

Although the Alchemy King was unhappy about what he said, he didn't dare to antagonize Qin Yu.

Eventually, his mood gradually soothed and calmed down.

"Okay, I got it," the Alchemy King said as he took a deep breath.

Qin Yu grunted and said, "I won't stay here for long. I'll leave as soon as I finish making the pill I wanted."

"Okay, I will not be disturbing you during this period of time," said the Alchemy King.

Qin Yu didn't say anything else but merely waved his hand. "Okay, you can go back minding your own business now."

Having said that, Qin Yu began to search for herbs on the top floor.