After listening to Ye Wanwan's account, Ye Hongxuan's expression turned grim. He immediately asked, "What about those pills? Have you finished them all?"
Knowing the effects of those pills, he didn't feel joy or greed, but a terrible feeling instead. As an alchemist, he knew full well that no pill could increase one's cultivation like that. Even if such a pill existed, the side effects would definitely be severe.
While observing Ye Hongxuan's anxious expression, Ye Wanwan's eyes revealed a hint of inner conflict. She bit her lip, then pointed towards her dressing table and said, "They're in a wooden box in the drawer on the right side. I didn't finish them all, there are two left."
Originally, she had planned to take those two remaining pills once she felt better, to see if she could recover her cultivation. Even if it didn't work, at least it could ease her physical pain.
