The surging heat wave made Luo Chen break into a sweat, even though he had activated his defensive robe.
However, he did not mind and kept monitoring the concentration of Spirit Qi here.
The Spirit Vision Technique embedded in his eyes effectively served the purpose of real-ti monitoring.
Three hours later, the fierce fire disappeared, and the temperature of the Pill Furnace gradually dropped.
Luo Chen released a long sigh, "No problems!"
Next, he started his cultivation in the cave.
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"Has he been in the Pill Hall this whole ti?"
"Yes, within a month, he has only returned to the Inner City twice. He returned to purchase so daily necessities."
"What are the results?"
"He has mostly focused on refining the Jade Marrow Pill, and the pill formation rate has improved. From ten furnaces, he can barely produce two successful attempts."
"Were there any dium Grade Jade Marrow Pills?"
"Not yet, but apparently one furnace was almost successful in producing a dium Grade one. However, the last Jade Marrow Pill only ford one and a half cloudy patterns."
"It seems he really is dedicated!"
Mi Shuhua showed a content expression, his tone filled with a trace of joy.
After thinking, he said, "Ask him if he needs any help with his daily life. If possible, the gang will purchase it for him."
"Yes, I will do it."
Sikong Shoujia took on the task.
The intelligence report for the day was about to end.
But he hesitated for a mont, cautiously asked, "Gang Leader, how has my good for nothing son been progressing with his cultivation recently?"
Mi Shuhua glanced at him and said indifferently, "Yuanhong has been working hard on his cultivation, he is currently at the Eighth Level of Qi Refinent."
Sikong Yuanhong was the only son of Sikong Shoujia.
He was currently thirty-five years old, with a Triple Spirit Root talent, learning under Mi Shuhua. Considered his disciple.
With such talent, reaching the Eighth Level of Qi Refinent at this age, there is hope for the Foundation Establishnt in the future!
Sikong Shoujia heart leaped, he was thinking of the Foundation Establishnt Pill in Mi Shuhua’s hand.
If Yuanhong could use that pill, he might establish his foundation in the future!
"Thank you for guiding him all these years, Gang Leader, Yuanhong will continue to rely on you in the future. If he can establish his foundation, my Sikong family will definitely repay our gratitude to the Mi Family!"
Mi Shuhua nodded with a smile.
As Sikong Shoujia was preparing to leave, Mi Shuhua suddenly spoke.
"My daughter is in the bridal chamber, she is at the Sixth Level Qi Refinent, but she lacks a Dao Companion Cultivator. I think Yuanhong is quite good, if they could beco a family, I would definitely guide him."
Sikong Shoujia froze, not knowing how to respond for a mont.
According to Mi Shuhua’s will, he was proposing his only son to be married into the Mi Family!
...
On the way back to the Pill Hall, Sikong Shoujia was lost in thought.
He was already old and weak, his vitality was declining, even at the Ninth Level Qi Refinent, but finalization was far away, let alone talk about Foundation Establishnt.
Therefore, all his hopes for this life were placed on his only son.
For this, he was willing to take orders from Mi Shuhua and beco the crux of the Broken Mountain Gang.
The degree of trust even exceeded Broken Blade Xu Renke and Han Dang, Heart Eating Tiger in the past.
Now, Mi Shuhua indirectly hinted that for Sikong Yuanhong to get full support for his cultivation, he must beco a part of the Mi Family.
In this way, there is a future for his son, but the Sikong family will have no successor.
For a mont, the old man’s mind was in turmoil!
When he returned to the Pill Hall with a troubled expression, he found that the others were even more anxious.
"What happened?"
He seized a man, he was the son of a Qi Refinent practitioner with the surna Tang in the gang, who was now following his uncle Zeng Wen.
Wasn’t his na Tang Quan?
Tang Quan said with a terrified look: "The furnace exploded, the third Pill Room exploded just now, there was one death and one injured."
"How did this happen? Is Luo Chen okay?"
Sikong Shoujia was both shocked and angry. If Luo Chen was caught in the explosion, how would he explain to Mi Shuhua?
Today, the latter’s mood was pretty good, and he even explicitly expressed to sorting Luo Chen’s life.
Just as he was filled with shock and anger, angry shouts ca from inside the Pill Hall.
"How many tis have I told you, when you see the signs of furnace explosion, don’t care about anything else, just run."
"Did you all treat my words as just passing wind?"
"A bunch of idiots, is the pill important, or is life important!"
Sikong Shoujia squeezed into the crowd and saw Luo Chen pacing back and forth with a pale face.
On the ground, two people were lying down.
One body was shattered, its remains rely pieced together.
The other was a bloody ss, with a woman applying rescue asures.
He just glanced and recognized that the bloody figure was the old cultivator Qu Hancheng, who Luo Chen had personally promoted.
"Uh!"
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Murong Qinglian dodged, her face showing a trace of smile.
"Nothing to worry about. Qu Hancheng experienced a Spirit Qi rampage which led to internal and external shocks."
"Although his ridians are severely damaged, at least his life is saved."
"Luo Chen, there’s nothing for to do here anymore. I’ll leave first, the dicine Hall is very busy."
"Thank you, sis-in-law, for the trouble."
Luo Chen had soone send Murong Qinglian away. His gaze then fell on Qu Hancheng.
Qu Hancheng, pale and bloodstained, had already opened his eyes.
With a crack appearing at the corner of his mouth, he lifted his hand, showing a red and white pill in his palm.
The white was the pill’s color, and the red was his blood.
"Hall Master, dium Grade... it’s a dium Grade Jade Marrow Pill."
"Crap!"
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