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Marrow Cleansing once, consumes ten thousand-year-old Spirit Grasses, countless Primordial Spirit Pills, five-thousand-year-old ginsengs... As for the hundred-year-old medicinal materials, they are even more numerous. A cauldron is stewed by the power of formations, then continuously refines the host's body.
In the Saintess Hall, a Copper Cauldron stands in the center of the great hall, filled with a very fragrant aroma of Spiritual Medicine. Smell it once, and your mind clears; drink it, and you may live a long life of a hundred years.
Mu Zhiruo frowned deeply.
Every time she saw this Copper Cauldron, Mu Zhiruo felt an indescribable pain. She still remembered the ghastly state of her first Marrow Cleansing. Her flesh was cooked through, and if not for the Spiritual Medicines sustaining her last breath, she might have bid farewell to this world long ago.
After each subsequent Marrow Cleansing, she experienced an indescribable fear and a tremble from the depths of her soul.
