I'll Break Your Legs!

"Although I was anxious to succeed, I just about pulled it off. But I only refined two pills, so it's a waste of medicinal herbs. I even had to rely on the spiritual energy in the Medicine Spirit to succeed."

She knew that it would be impossible to refine these medicinal pills outside. She could only produce two finished products by refining them in her space.

"This should be an intermediate-level, low-grade Wind-Riding Pill, right? Can you help me check?" She gestured for him to take a look.

"Okay," Qian Jiyun replied, but he was in no hurry to look at the pills in the porcelain bottle.

"I'll check it later. Let me transfer Original Soul energy to you first."

"There's no need for that." An Jiuyue shook her head quickly and pulled her arm back. "I'd better meditate and cultivate on my own. I can't let you exhaust your Original Soul energy."