Chapter 144
I swear that brush is my Kryptonite. As soon as it touches my tail my brain turns to mush. It does make it easier to meditate though.
Since we’ve got visitors and we’re keeping the surviving Clergy dorms a secret we stayed in the Nanny’s suite upstairs. It’s a great room, nice big windows, but it lacks that cozy feeling of the basement reception room we were using. Maybe because it was just rebuilt?
Bacon, eggs and potatoes for breakfast, an eternal favorite to get me mentally ready to try teaching students. Why is this so much more frustrating than teaching things to Hui’Jin? Maybe just because they’re not as cute.
It’s impossible to be mad at the little Dragonewt. But these are grown adults.
Today we start work on the grade 3 Soul Condensing pill. It’s much harder than the grade 1, and requires actual mystic ingredients, so I’ve got the trainees digging through their supplies for as many as they’ve got.
Their Sect Masters sent everything they thought they might need, but not knowing what I’d teach them makes it a bit iffy. Luck is with us though, and they’ve all got at least a mediocre supply of everything needed.
I write the recipe up on the wall for them to copy and prepare to make it myself.
"Now, watch closely, grade 3 pills are much more complex, as you well know, and we’re limited on ingredients."
As before, they pay exceedingly close attention as I make the pill, narrating everything I am doing and why. It seems to be helping them at least a little, and they’re all experienced pill masters from their respective sects. They should learn fast.