42: Chapter 42 Fragrance Formation
42 -42 Fragrance Formation
“What’s wrong?” As an anxious voice sounded, a figure appeared at the doorway connecting the backyard and the kitchen.
Hearing the loud bang, Tang Yun had dropped what she was doing and hurried over, only to see that the backyard had been blown up with a crater.
And there was Gu Zhiqi, crouched by the edge of the pit, her back to Tang Yun.
“How are you, did you get hurt?” Tang Yun was only stunned for a few seconds before walking quickly towards Gu Zhiqi, “I told you to let me do it, yet you still insisted on…”
The rest of her words stopped abruptly when she saw the small pills lying in the palm of Gu Zhiqi’s hand.
Gu Zhiqi was sifting through the iron fragments of the pressure cooker and picking up the little pills one by one.
The medicinal herbs had condensed into Fragrant Pills, which lay round and plump in the palm of her hand.
Each Fragrant Pill was about one centimeter in diameter, and, without exception, each little sphere had a faint pattern on its surface.
The pattern was too small for Tang Yun to see clearly, but it seemed a bit like a phoenix.
Tang Yun stared blankly, momentarily forgetting to react.
“It’s nothing.” Gu Zhiqi casually responded to Tang Yun while she continued searching.
Picking Fragrant Pills out of the debris as if it was a routine she was well-accustomed to.
Seeing Tang Yun walk towards Gu Zhiqi, Gu Chengcheng also ran over with a pitter-patter and stood by to watch.
Gu Chengan also followed Gu Chengcheng over, limping along.
“Eldest Sister Qiqi, you’re so amazing.”
“Are you making bombs?” Gu Chengcheng’s eyes shone brightly as he looked at Gu Zhiqi, full of admiration.
Hearing Gu Chengcheng mention making bombs, Gu Chengan instinctively took two steps back.
Considering how ruthlessly Gu Zhiqi had dealt with him before, he had reason to suspect that if she really made a bomb, he would be the first to be blown up.
After a moment of silence, Gu Zhiqi glanced sideways at Gu Chengcheng; her eyes slightly raised, her lips parted lightly, “It’s for insomnia, want some?”
Gu Chengcheng immediately shook his head like a rattle.
He did not want to sleep.
Gu Zhiqi withdrew her gaze and continued sorting the Fragrant Pills.
Eventually, her palm could no longer hold any more pills, and Gu Zhiqi looked left and right, catching sight of a plastic bag not far away.
That was the plastic bag the pressure cooker came in, thrown aside that morning when opening the parcel, and she hadn’t gotten around to throwing it away yet.
Gu Zhiqi stood up, picked up the bag, and conveniently dumped the Fragrant Pills into it.
Just like that, haphazardly put into a plastic bag?
After tidying up the backyard, Gu Zhiqi carried the Fragrant Pills back to her room.
Thinking of what Yue Lan said to her in the morning, Gu Zhiqi opened Yue Lan’s WeChat and sent her a message, consisting of only two words.
[Zhi: Fragrance done]
Yue Lan replied quickly.
Gu Zhiqi saw her message, but did not bother replying.
She tossed the Fragrant Pills onto the bedside table, flopped onto the bed, pulled up the blanket, and slept.
She didn’t know how others managed the heat when refining Fragrance, as for her, she had many methods of controlling the heat, but for now, she could only use spiritual power.
Unfortunately, during the process of crossing worlds, her spiritual power seemed to have been damaged, nowhere near its peak.
Refining a batch of Fragrant Pills took a significant toll on her spiritual power, and now, she needed rest.
Due to sheer exhaustion, sleepiness quickly overtook her, and just before falling asleep, Gu Zhiqi dimly heard the sound of message alerts.
But she was just too sleep-deprived to care.
When she woke up again, it was already evening, and it was the knocking on the door and the shouting that woke her up.
“Eldest Sister Qiqi, it’s time for dinner.” The messy knocking and Gu Chengcheng’s childish voice rang outside the door.
“I know.” Gu Zhiqi replied languidly, threw back the blankets, and got out of bed.