Tonight the sky was exceptionally clear—so clear that, looking straight up from the ground, one could see star after star evenly scattered across the ink-black curtain of the night. It was so clear that it felt as if every single drop of the moon could be counted. The night breeze was cool, yet it still carried the desolate chill unique to autumn. But as it swept past a cluster of cyan flames, that desolation vanished completely, replaced entirely by a sense of total ease.
The moonlight fell, casting two distinct shadows on the ground: one was a round, bulky vat, and the other—split into two smaller shapes—was the silhouette of people. Between these human figures, a patch of air shimmered with distorted ripples.
On the courtyard steps, five jade bottles sat before Jian Xin, each filled to the brim with elixirs. Naturally, these were all Yellow Spirit Pills.
Chapter 244