Chapter 118: A Mark of Trust, a Promise of Return
Two days had passed since I’d made my decision to refine the healing hydrosol, and I now found myself seated across from Elder Zhu in one of the smaller, more private rooms of the Alchemy Pavilion. The air was filled with the faint, lingering scent of herbs and fresh ingredients.
Elder Zhu studied the vial in his hand, turning it slowly to catch the light. The liquid inside shimmered with an ethereal, turquoise glow.
“You’ve made significant improvements,” Elder Zhu said, his voice calm but with an undercurrent of approval. “The increased purity and concentration will undoubtedly increase its effectiveness. This is a fine contribution to the sect.”
I felt a surge of pride at his words, but I kept my tone humble. “Thank you, Elder Zhu. I left some essences in storage as a small token of my gratitude. Let me know if you need more.”
I've already made Instructor Xia Ji aware of my healing hydrosol and how they could incorporate it into their training regimen. It wouldn't be long before the disciples would sing praises in my honor!
Elder Zhu’s eyes flickered with something akin to surprise before he nodded appreciatively. “That is most generous of you, Kai. The sect will certainly put them to good use.”
I couldn’t help but reflect on how much time I had spent in the past two days extracting essences. The repetition had led to a surprising result.
Spiritual Herbalism has reached level 4.
“The extraction process turned out to be quite a learning experience for me as well,” I continued, a hint of amusement creeping into my voice.