Mid-April, more and more wandering cultivators came to Feima City to seek a livelihood.
Gao Xian sat in the courtyard, able to hear the bustling noise of the central street.
Da Niu watched the pill furnace in the alchemy room, the bustling noise outside couldn't cover up Da Niu's long and orderly breathing.
Following him for nearly two years, Da Niu could eat the Solid Yuan Pill every day, and he had already reached the third level of Qi cultivation.
Fighting was of no use to him, but he was already skilled in alchemy. He could handle most of the alchemy work.
Da Niu's problem was that his spiritual consciousness was not strong enough, he didn't know the Art of Smelling, and his understanding of pharmacology was lacking, especially in controlling the heat.
So he could only be an assistant for now and couldn't stand on his own.
Gao Xian felt that Da Niu's talent in alchemy was average, probably similar to his talent in swordsmanship, relying solely on hard work without much comprehension.
He had practiced diligently for a month, and the Clear Wind Sword Technique had clearly reached the level of a Grandmaster, but he couldn't advance to the level of a Master.
Techniques like Ice Arrow Art and Flame Burst, legitimate spells, had also reached the Master level. There were no apparent bottlenecks.