Inside the Zhao Family's Pill Hall.
An Azure Gold Pill Furnace, about ten feet tall, stood firmly in the center of the hall. Its design was archaic and majestic, exuding a faint air of ancient vicissitude.
Layers of array patterns covered the surrounding floor and walls. As the multicolored Spirit Flame blazed beneath the Pill Furnace, the complex Array Restrictions all lit up, filling the space with searing heat.
Ling Changqing sat cross-legged before the Pill Furnace, his jet-black eyes filled with concentration. From time to time, he would form a series of profound and complex Spirit Techniques, expertly controlling the heat of the Spirit Flame.
In a corner of the hall stood a pair of twin sisters, as dazzling as the bright moon and lustrous pearls, dressed in snow-white gowns. Their fair skin looked so delicate it might break at a touch, their picturesque faces were identical, and their curvaceous figures were the epitome of grace and beauty.
