Even so, the three weeks were not unproductive.
Quite the opposite. While studying, Kyrian continued refining pills.
Batch after batch. Rank 5. Always Rank 5.
His refinement speed had increased once again.
His control over fire was becoming increasingly precise. Increasingly efficient.
Some recipes, which had once required his full attention, could now be refined almost automatically while his mind focused on other problems.
He also produced dozens of formation plates.
Defensive formations, capable of blocking spiritual attacks from Spiritual Awakening cultivators.
Isolation formations, which completely concealed the presence of anyone inside them.
Concealment formations, which created convincing illusions, deceiving even spiritual senses.
Everything sold quickly.
The Caravan of Heaven possessed a constant flow of cultivators. And cultivators always needed resources.
Pills. Formations. Weapons. Treasures.
