C200 I Told You to Get Lost!

"Golden Thread Grass, Ink Rain Flower, Fragrant Stone..."

On the No.10 Pill Platform, Shieh Xia continued to weigh the spirit herbs one by one. After that, he placed them in an orderly manner.

He had been following Yih Xu all year round to learn Pill Refining Arts. To him, it was as easy as eating and drinking.

On the other side, Jiaang Lin was sitting cross-legged on a futon