Days passed. Xie Qing helped Liu Yang prepare the pill—his main task was to maintain the alchemical flame.
A month flew by unnoticed. After twenty attempts, an improved version of the pill was finally prepared. The side effects were only mild discomfort for a week after use, and the pill's effect lasted for six months.
Five such pills were prepared—with the all-around support of the Empress, resources became much easier to obtain. And considering Liu Yang's natural talent, she had already become skilled and could make one pill in two attempts.
Gradually, everything was coming together for the plan to begin.
"How do you feel?"
Xie Qing lay in his room, with Lyu Lyu sitting on his back, massaging his shoulders.
"Very good, thank you," Xie Qing said with a smile.
"Hehehe."