"Hah."
Song Wanning was tired of listening. Wasn't the Xirang tired of talking?
'How ridiculous.'
She stared calmly at the Xirang in the bottle. "I've already made up my mind, and I've already told you, haven't I?"
With that, she took the bottle and walked over to the furnace.
Seeing that she was serious, the Xirang finally believed it. This woman was really going to refine it!
"Y-You—what are you doing? Let me go, now!"
"I can form a contract with you! Don't refine me!"
"Really! You don't even have to beg me anymore. I'll form a contract with you!"
"Did you hear me? I really agree! Don't worry, I absolutely won't go back on my word. Can you please let me go first?"
"There's no use in refining me, but if you keep me, I can cultivate Spiritual Medicine. You saw that medicinal field, right? As long as you keep me, you can have a field just like that!"
"Aren't you an Alchemist? I'm really useful!"
"Let me go, now!"
