Bian Ruxue immediately used her Divine Thought to investigate, and when she saw Li Hao behind the painting board, she was slightly taken aback. She quickly remembered that he was the Alchemist who had come to deliver medicine to her before.
"Is it him?"
Bian Ruxue's eyes flickered, she looked intently for a moment, but eventually, she shook her head slightly. He was in the Mortal World, and even if he had received an opportunity like hers to come to this place, it was impossible for him to become an Alchemist.
Although she did not understand Alchemy, she knew that this path was different from Cultivation; it required a long accumulation of experience. And the recent reputation of Qingfeng Pill Master, she had heard, certainly could not be achieved by Li Hao in a mere hundred years.
Meanwhile, Li Hao was absorbed in his meticulous drawing.
