Chapter 882

Andrew noticed he still had some leftover alchemy materials in his spatial ring. On a whim, he decided to move his pill furnace outside to the open space near the cabin and start crafting some pills. He figured the wooden cabin wasn't sturdy enough to handle the intense heat of the process, so working outside seemed like the safer option. By the time the night was over, dozens of porcelain bottles sat neatly in front of him, each filled with freshly crafted pills. As the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, Andrew finished his final batch, nearly depleting his remaining supply of materials. Stretching his stiff muscles, he glanced up at the main peak shrouded in morning mist. He knew that his main focus in cultivation should remain on advancing his realm, so his top priority was still to improve his cultivation level. The main peak that day had an unusually lively vibe. The new disciples buzzed with excitement, wandering around to explore the sect's grounds and get