Time passed by, second by second.
Chu Fengmian's forehead was covered in sweat, dripping onto the ground.
He sat on the spot, motionless. All his attention was on the flame in his left hand.
Two hours, four hours, six hours.
After a full six hours, the medicinal liquid that had been slowly condensing in the flames finally completely fused together and then separated.
It separated into three pills the size of a longan.
"The elixir is about to be formed!"
Looking at the three longan sized pills, Chu Fengmian frowned.
The medicinal liquid could only be refined four times at most, which meant that there were only about twelve pills.
One of the pills could sustain Hanyue Li's life for a day.
Even if all the pills were refined, it could only sustain Hanyue Li's life for about twelve days.
The time was too short.
"No, I must strengthen the medicinal efficacy!"
Chu Fengmian said in his heart. Suddenly, his right hand made a cut and a small wound appeared.
Three drops of golden blood flowed out from his wound. Following Chu Fengmian's thought, they dripped into the three pills.
The three drops of golden blood and the medicinal liquid merged and condensed again.
This time, it took him another two hours.
The medicinal liquid and the golden blood finally started to condense and merge.
"Condense!"
Chu Fengmian's thought moved and the medicinal liquid began to condense.
The condensing of the pills was the last and most important step.
Chu Fengmian did not dare to relax. His mind was tense. He waited until the three pills were perfectly condensed. Only then did Chu Fengmian let out a sigh of relief.
He collected all of the pills and held them in his hand.
"The Ancient War Dragon's Blood Essence is enough to raise the grade of the pills. In terms of medicinal efficacy, it is at least three times stronger."
Looking at the pills in his hand, Chu Fengmian was very satisfied.
With the medicinal potency increased by three times, this single pill was enough to sustain Han Yue Li's life for three days. This way, once all the pills were refined, it would be enough to sustain Han Yue Li's life for at least a month.
A month's time might be enough for Chu Fengmian to find a way to solve the cold energy in Hanyue Li's body.
After refining this batch of pills, Chu Fengmian did not take any rest. He condensed the flame again.
He still had a lot of medicinal liquid with him. Now, Chu Fengmian must refine all the medicinal liquid into pills.
One day.
During this day, Chu Fengmian didn't stop refining this pill. He had been constantly refining this pill.
"Phew."
When the last pill was refined, Chu Fengmian finally let out a sigh of relief. Looking at the fifteen pills in his hand, Chu Fengmian's heart.
These fifteen pills were all that could be concocted using the current spiritual herbs.
Fifteen pills should be enough to sustain Hanyue Li's life for one and a half months.
"It's time to wake her up. Even if she's dead, I must find out the truth about the Ice Lotus Sword Art."
Chu Fengmian walked towards Hanyue Li and whispered to himself.
He was trying his best to save Hanyue Li, not only because Hanyue Li had just saved his life, but also because of a very important reason.
Over there was Hanyue Li's sword art. Where did the Ice Lotus Sword Art come from?
This sword art should only be known by Chu Fengmian's Fourth Senior Sister. How could it be passed down? Could it be that Fourth Senior Sister did not die at that time?
Ten thousand years ago, everyone that Chu Fengmian knew had died. There was no news about them. Therefore, Chu Fengmian must find out any relevant information.
In order to find out everything, Chu Fengmian must ask Hanyue Li clearly.
A pill was put into Hanyue Li's mouth. Chu Fengmian sat beside him, quietly meditating and waiting.
Five minutes later, the chill on Hanyue Li's body became weaker and weaker. Gradually, his body was not as cold and stiff as before.
After a full two hours, Hanyue Li's face finally regained some color.
Although it was pale beyond belief, there were still some changes in it.
"Cough … cough …"
Two coughs suddenly came, which attracted Chu Fengmian's attention.
"Awake?"
Chu Fengmian looked at Han Yueli and said with a smile on his face.
"If you didn't wake up, I would've thought that there was something wrong with the pill I refined."
"I … am not dead …?"
Hanyue Li gradually got up. He felt that his body was not as cold as he imagined.
"The chill on my body disappeared?"
"No. It was suppressed by some power."
Han Yueli scanned her body and understood that Bin Fei's cold aura had disappeared.
Instead, it was because an ancient spiritual energy had been temporarily suppressed.
"You were the one who saved me?"
Han Yueli raised her head and looked at Chu Fengmian beside her. She asked in confusion.
"Where are we?"
"This is Grand Emperor Rich-Lush's mausoleum," Chu Fengmian replied. "As for you, I was the one who saved you. Otherwise, do you really think that you could have survived after using Absolute Sword of Frozen Love?"
Chu Fengmian looked at Hanyue Li helplessly.
He hadn't expected Han Yueli's method to be this move. Otherwise, even if Chu Fengmian had chosen to swallow the Dragon Pill and risk his life, he wouldn't have let Han Yueli use it.
"Absolute Sword of Frozen Love? How did you know about my sword technique?"
Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Han Yueli suddenly asked.
Unexpectedly, Chu Fengmian had called out his sword technique. The Ice Lotus Sword Technique wasn't a technique from the Frigid Snow Pavilion, but rather, something passed down from Hanyue Li's ancestors.
Supposedly, it belonged to one of her ancestors. How did Chu Fengmian know about it?
"This … this sword technique was once used by a relative of mine. That's how I know about it."
Chu Feng Mian didn't expect Han Yueli to ask such a question. He suddenly thought about it and said.
Back when he had been a subordinate of the Lord of the Sword Dao, Chu Fengmian's Elder Brothers and Sisters had taken great care of him. In his previous life, Chu Fengmian had been an orphan, and had been adopted by the Lord of the Sword Dao.
Back then, the Lord of the Sword Dao had been the number one figure in the Dao of the Sword, so he didn't have the time to take care of Chu Fengmian. Therefore, it was his Elder Brothers and Sisters who had taken care of him.
His Elder Brothers and Sisters really were Chu Fengmian's family.
"Family …. Where is your family now?"
Hanyue Li asked.
"Dead."
Chu Fengmian's eyes flickered with loneliness.
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