Chapter 150 The Dazzling Burlap Clothes_1

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed. Qin Feiyang, clutching a Qiankun Bag, left the ancient castle with some fatigue. After five days and nights of non-stop alchemy, he had produced nine thousand Healing Pills and nine thousand Bone-renewing Pills—a total of eighteen thousand pills! On average, he made one pill every twenty breaths or so. This was already his limit.

He pushed open the room door and stepped out of the attic. A cold wind swept through, making him shiver involuntarily. The sky was also filled with dense clouds. It was now the winter solstice. The weather was gradually getting colder; the biting cold wind stung the face like a sharp blade, causing a painful sensation on the skin.

THUMP, THUMP!

Fatty and Lu Hong came running down from the second floor, both having donned an extra layer of thick clothes.

Fatty laughed, "Master Fatty thought someone had broken in. Turns out it's just you, Boss!"