The rural family had never expected the outcome, and they all gathered around in surprise as the young man came to.
"That's it, he's completely out of danger now. Just rest for a few days and he will recover. You can go get him checked," Peter Brown said indifferently. For a cultivator, this sort of poisoning was really a trivial matter. If it weren't for the fact that he was currently low on inner strength, he would have directly used it to force the poison out.
"Benefactor!"
The old farmer suddenly knelt in front of Peter Brown.
Peter Brown helped him up and said, "No need to thank me, we are engaged in an exchange."
The old man handed the furnace to Peter Brown and said, "This furnace has been passed down through many generations in my family and has always been of no use to us. Divine Doctor, since you like it, please take it."
Peter did not stand on ceremony; he accepted it and said, "This furnace is for alchemy, but truly, it is of no use to your family."
