Yuan's POV Qi stirred within the cauldron, its contents bubbling and frothing more like a witch’s poison, than any life saving elixir. I stirred the liquid lightly, as I kept adding my own Qi to the mixture.The smoke from the potion stung my eyes as it started to gush forth, the herbs letting their essence out as they began to mix into the solution and turn homogenous. I continued my stirring, keeping my speed even.This was my sixth recipe to make a Qi Refilling elixir, as I'd shifted my focus from making pills to an elixir. I’d found that the saturation point of water for Qi was much higher than that of spirit herbs. Which was a bit strange since herbs should naturally contain a lot of water in their cells, but leaving that aside for a moment. In just a cup worth of water, I could drain all of my Qi and the water would hold it, so long as I didn’t boil it away.Unlike water, steam sucked at holding my Qi whatsoever. I didn’t have any ice to test with, but I suspected the same was

Labby squeaked in my pouch, and I nudged his nose, trying to get him back in as I made my way.For some reason, Labby had been refusing to leave my side for a few days. He’d climb on my body or my shoulder, or even sit on my head sometimes as I went through my notes. I hadn’t been able to tell why he was doing so, so far. Nothing other than luring him with a pill or spirit herb would get him to leave me alone.I ducked my head, keeping my eyes on the ground as a cultivator walked by. I wasn’t particularly afraid of the disciples in the outer sect, but I still preferred not to stand out or be remembered by anyone if I could help it. The fewer people knew me, the easier it would be to leave the sect when I had enough money.I smiled at the thought, patting my other pouch containing the spirit pills I’d agreed to give to Su Lin, in exchange for spirit herbs and a 3/4th share of what he got from the pills. The reason why I was even doing so, despite having Labby, was threefolds.Firstly I

A quick glance had him looking back at her, with a very awkward smile that he sent her way, that made the answer obvious to her. This man seemed to show almost next to no interest in her. Yan Yun wasn’t arrogant enough to believe herself the most beautiful person around, but both her bloodline and her high cultivation meant her youth were captured at their peak. She knew that she was not the most beautiful one around, yet she was still quite beautiful.It wasn’t something she took pride in, and if Yan Yun could trade her beauty for a quiet life, she’d do it in a heartbeat. Her beauty had made her the target of many young men’s courting attempts and not all of them had been civil with their attempts. It had forced her to be better than her peers at all times, to remain a step ahead, as no man wished for their wives to be stronger or smarter than them.It had forced her into cultivating against her wishes, and live through the heavy expectations of her grandfather, as he imposed lessons