After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Fire control, drug addition, extraction, fusion, condensation...

Under his skillful control, the alchemical fire sometimes blazed like the scorching sun, and sometimes swayed gently like a spring breeze, perfectly stimulating, extracting, and fusing the medicinal properties of each herb without any waste.

Su Miaoyun was completely moved.

She looked at the vibrant and lively medicinal herbs, and at the clearly extraordinary alchemy furnace.

Looking again at Lin Fengmian's smooth and effortless technique, a crack quietly appeared in the iceberg in his heart that had never melted for thousands of years.

The three stone-carved elders were experiencing intense mental fluctuations, their stone bodies trembling slightly.

"A pill-refining furnace... a real pill-refining furnace! And so many fresh spiritual herbs! Hahahaha!"

The slightly plump stone sculpture let out a desolate yet incredibly joyful laugh, the laughter tinged with a sob and a tremor:

"I never imagined... I never imagined that I, an old man clinging to life, turned into stone to guard this place, would be able to witness the alchemy furnace reappear and the spiritual herbs shine before my very soul is annihilated!"

"It was worth it! It was totally worth it!!!"

The other stone sculptures were also deeply moved, their resonance echoing throughout the underground palace, even causing the dim lamplight to flicker.

Lin Fengmian, however, turned a deaf ear to all of this.

His entire being was absorbed into that dark purple alchemy furnace.

I don't know how much time passed—

The alchemy furnace suddenly trembled, and a rich and refreshing fragrance of elixir surged out like a tide, condensing into a light mist in the air. The smell of it made one feel refreshed and relaxed throughout the body!

"rise!"

Lin Fengmian gave a soft shout and slapped the furnace.

The furnace lid was lifted, and twelve streams of light flew out of the furnace one after another, like rainbows soaring through the sky. He swept them all into the prepared jade bottle with his sleeve.

He tilted the jade bottle slightly, and twelve elixirs, each the size of a longan, round and flawless, with three cloud patterns on their surface, rolled into his palm.

Each pill is full of medicinal properties, with a pure and clear radiance, faintly glowing with spiritual light, reaching a purity of over 90%!

For a grade three elixir, this is already near-perfect quality!

Sensing the pure and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations within the Xuan Yuan Pill, Su Miaoyun's beautiful eyes widened, and her jade-like hands clenched slightly.

As the ruler of a country, her knowledge and experience far surpassed that of ordinary cultivators. Naturally, she could immediately discern at a glance the astonishing alchemy skills implied by such a high purity of elixir.

This is something that a "slightly knowledgeable" alchemist could never accomplish!

"Good! Good! Good lad!"

Grandpa Hu praised the stone carving three times, his excitement overflowing, and even the stone face seemed to come to life:

"Success on the first try, twelve pieces in total, each with over 90% purity!"

"Effortless and carefree, handling heavy tasks with ease!"

"You're not just 'practicing,' you're clearly a genius in alchemy! No, a master of alchemy!"

The voice of that gaunt stone sculpture carried a distant sorrow and lament:

"The Three-Pattern Spirit Pill... The last time I saw it was when I was healing my senior brother who was seriously injured in our sect... That was... 1,300 years ago."

Another stone sculpture, which had been silent for a long time, also murmured softly, its tone full of melancholy:

"This fragrance of elixir... it's been so long since I've smelled it."

Lin Fengmian was a little embarrassed by the praise, and touched his nose, showing a rare hint of shyness.

He picked up the jade bottle, turned around, walked to Su Miaoyun, and handed it to her, his tone natural and casual, as if he were merely giving her a small, ordinary gift.

"Your Majesty, this batch of Xuan Yuan Pills is acceptable. Its medicinal properties are mild and suitable for strengthening the body's foundation and improving cultivation."

"I'll just borrow your flowers and offer them to you."

Su Miaoyun was stunned.

She stared blankly at the jade bottle handed to her, at the twelve gleaming pills inside, his casual tone echoing in her ears.

Then, looking up, she met Lin Fengmian's eyes, which held a sincere smile—

At that moment, her heart, which had been frozen for countless years, suddenly surged with waves.

A strange, warm, and tender emotion, like the first thaw of spring water, quietly washed over her, silently nourishing her parched heart.

She subconsciously reached out her hand, and her fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly the moment they touched the jade bottle.

Then, she steadily took it and held the jade bottle in her palm.

"...Thank you, my husband."

Her voice was very soft.

But it wasn't the usual cool and indifferent tone.

Instead, it carries an almost imperceptible softness and ripples, like an undercurrent quietly flowing beneath the surface of ice.

However, she spoke the word "husband" with some awkwardness and a hint of unnatural restraint.

Lin Fengmian watched as Su Miaoyun carefully put away the pills.

He caught a fleeting glimpse of tenderness and panic in her eyes and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

It seems.

This cold and aloof Empress is not entirely unyielding.

Hey!

Lin Fengmian grinned. If he could properly train this cold empress, the experience of cultivation would surely be even more irresistible.

After bestowing the elixir upon Empress Su Miaoyun, Lin Fengmian turned his gaze to the three stone sculptures that had already awakened, and his heart was filled with countless emotions.

The remaining six stone sculptures appear to be in a deep slumber, and unless they awaken on their own, it will be difficult for external forces to rouse them.

Although the three figures before him had been turned into stone statues, the faint pressure emanating from their bodies still made Lin Fengmian feel a chill run down his spine.

The pressure was far stronger than any of the Nascent Soul stage monsters he had encountered on the Xuan Tian Continent.

These three predecessors were at least Nascent Soul stage experts in their lifetimes. In the Xuan Tian Continent, Nascent Soul cultivators are already top-tier combat power at the very top; a single stomp of their foot could shake the entire continent.

Otherwise, they would never have been able to transform their flesh and blood into stone sculptures and suppress the Demon Abyss for thousands of years without falling.

Thinking of this, Lin Fengmian suddenly had a thought.

He recalled that Li Cheng had once shown him a recipe for a pill called "Rejuvenation and Creation Pill" in order to rebuild his physical body.

He was also instructed to help collect the medicinal herbs. The prescription was said to have extremely unique effects on nourishing the physical body and repairing its foundation.

It can even bring the dead back to life.

In fact, he had already secretly collected all the materials back when he was on the Xuan Tian Continent.

Of course, that wasn't for Li Cheng.

He was thinking that once the mysterious woman in the jade pendant space woke up in the future, he could see if he could use this pill to help her recover some of her strength.

After all, that senior had helped him in a life-or-death situation, and he would always remember that kindness.

Unexpectedly, the prescription and medicinal herbs came in handy here.

Now, in his spiritual spring space, the spiritual fields are fertile, and these medicinal herbs have long been thriving under the care of the little earth spirit, with a plentiful supply.

Although with his current alchemy skills, he is not yet able to perfectly refine that legendary spiritual liquid, if he directly uses the purest innate spiritual dew to irrigate it, it should be able to activate the remaining physical activity within the stone sculpture, laying the foundation for rebuilding its foundation in the future.