Eggy was willing to go hunting with Li Mo and didn't want anything.
She also wanted to help Li Mo increase his cultivation. After all, she was about to leave and Li Mo would have to face danger alone.
Li Mo was startled. Over the years, Li Mo had seen too many people.
Enemies, friends …
Li Mo was used to parting. But now that he was separated from Eggy, who he quarreled with every day, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
But then Li Mo's face turned into a carefree smile.
"Ha-ha-ha, don't worry. With my character of slipping away at the first sign of danger, I won't show myself."
Eggy smiled back at Li Mo's smile.
The two then set up a fire and roasted the Timberwolf's meat.
The Timberwolf's wood attribute made its flesh and blood much stronger than other spiritual beasts in the same realm.
So when Li Mo and Eggy finished dinner, Li Mo's face was red and purple, as if he had eaten too much.
Eggy, on the other hand, was unscathed. With her demonic body and mid Core Formation Stage cultivation, how could she not endure this bit of blood qi?
Li Mo and Eggy didn't go back at night and slept in the forest.
But before going to sleep, Li Mo sprinkled the Timberwolf's blood around him. The Timberwolf's cultivation wasn't weak.
There weren't many spiritual beasts in this forest that could provoke a Timberwolf.
But these spiritual beasts weren't weak and were surrounded by the Timberwolf's blood.
Even if the Timberwolf was dead, they wouldn't dare to enter.
As for the lower ranked spiritual beasts, the spiritual qi in their blood was even more oppressive.
Even if they wanted to enter, they couldn't.
Li Mo naturally wouldn't cultivate the Great Dream Sacred Art while sleeping in the wild.
Li Mo wouldn't even feel the danger. So after a night, Li Mo woke up early.
Using half a day, Li Mo and Eggy gathered all the ingredients needed to refine the Blood Energy Pill.
After all, the Blood Energy Pill focused on the spiritual beast's essence blood and didn't have high requirements for ingredients. It was easy to find in this forest.
In a spacious cave, Li Mo took out a pitch-black cauldron from his storage bag. It was pitch-black and contained the dregs of herbs. This was the cauldron Li Mo borrowed from Meng Lin.
The dregs of these herbs also contained some energy, which was helpful to Body Tempering Realm experts.
But to Li Mo, who was in the peak of the Spirit Guide Stage, these dregs were useless.
Thus, Li Mo frowned as he slowly cleaned the dregs.
"Sizzle …"
Li Mo's spiritual qi poured into the cauldron and turned into flames.
Although the medicine cauldron was black, as the temperature inside the cauldron rose, the temperature inside the cauldron began to rise.
The pitch-black cauldron gradually changed color, turning into a crimson red.
The temperature of the flame formed by spiritual energy was much higher than that of ordinary flames. If it was ordinary iron, it might be quickly melted into molten iron.
However, this medicine cauldron made of refined iron could obviously withstand the high temperature of the flames.
Li Mo knew this was the lowest grade cauldron.
The higher grade cauldrons were made from different kinds of black iron or even more precious meteorites.
But each of these cauldrons cost a fortune. Only those who were alchemists would be willing to spend a fortune to buy them.
Meng Lin only refined these low grade pills, so why would he need such a cauldron?
In these centuries, Li Mo didn't even know how to refine a low level Blood Qi Pill. He had refined even higher and more precious pills.
So when Li Mo saw the cauldron's temperature reach a peak, he threw all the ingredients into the cauldron.
"Hey, do you know how to refine pills?
These ingredients aren't worth much and can be found easily here.
But if you throw them all into the cauldron like this, I'm afraid that before you can extract the essence, these medicinal herbs will turn into ashes. "
Eggy couldn't help but remind him as she watched Li Mo refine.
To Eggy's knowledge, every time an alchemist refined a pill, they needed to carefully extract the essence of each ingredient and burn away the impurities.
Thus, most alchemists would toss ingredients into the cauldron one by one, refining them. Who would be like Li Mo, throwing them all in at once?
Of course, the degree of preciousness of the medicinal herbs was different, so the control required was also different.
The most precious ingredients contained high medicinal energy and spiritual energy, making them even harder to extract.
This required an alchemist to be even more serious about the extraction process.
And in Eggy's eyes, Li Mo was too young.
He probably didn't know much about alchemy either. So when she saw Li Mo's appearance, Eggy took him for a greenhorn.
"Humph, today I'll show you what a true alchemist is.
Wimpy brat knows nothing. Go play somewhere. "
Li Mo rolled his eyes at Eggy, rolled up his sleeves, and spoke like a master.
Then Li Mo slapped the sides of the cauldron. Spiritual energy surged from his hands and gathered around the ingredients in the cauldron.
Eggy was shocked to see the cauldron's flames enveloping all the ingredients under Li Mo's control.
Gradually, streams of green liquid flowed out of the medicinal herbs.
Some parts of the ingredients also turned to ash. This wasn't because Li Mo's control failed, but because the impurities were in the ingredients.
"Impossible!"
Eggy's eyes went wide as she stared at Li Mo in shock.
Eggy knew very well how difficult it was to achieve such a feat.
Every ingredient's temperature was different. Some were heat resistant, so the flame's temperature was higher.
And some would burn to ash in the heat, so the flame's temperature had to be lowered.
So the dozen ingredients in the cauldron showed that Li Mo was splitting his attention to control the flame at eleven different temperatures.
Even an alchemist grandmaster couldn't compare to Li Mo. Only a few alchemist grandmasters could do this.
"Sizzle …"
The cauldron's flame was still burning, but there was only liquid inside.
As for the rest of the ingredients, they were all burnt to ashes.
Then Li Mo gathered all the liquids in one direction and slowly raised the cauldron's temperature, making the liquids fuse into a pill.
This step couldn't be underestimated. If the flame's control wasn't good, the refined ingredients' essences would all be burnt to ashes. Then all the effort would have been for naught.
But compared to Li Mo's control of the flame at ten different temperatures, this was much simpler.
So Li Mo didn't find it hard to do it.