milky white soup to Lu Ye's table.Lu Ye put down the book in his hand, staring at the strange thing that looked like a scorpion's tail in his bowl. The corner of his eye twitched involuntarily.Since...Although Chen Xuanhai had given Lu Ye many pointers before, he didn't understand alchemy himself, so he hadn't mentioned this aspect. After all, he wasn't knowledgeable about it.

In that case, even if the gourd were actually brought over, its effectiveness wouldn't be that significant.

>>>nt of things shouldn't be like this.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!This day, Lu Ye was still cooking on the Spirit Peak where Nian Yuexian resided. Meat was roasting...