Li Ximing had poor mental fortitude. Under intense pressure in his youth, he often fantasized about becoming a Dharma relic—one entirely devoted to cultivation and pill refinement, calmly sitting atop the fire vein.0

As long as he could continue to contribute tirelessly, he would not have to worry about disappointing his father.0

I guess I'm pretty much living my childhood dream right now!0

Li Ximing tapped his storage pouch lightly, causing a furnace to emerge and land on the ground with a thud. It was pitch black and supported by three legs, adorned with intricate patterns of waves and beasts and engraved with the name—Furnace In The River.0

He retrieved a white and yellow wooden block, an Embryonic Breathing Realm spirit item known as Precious Pearl Wood.0

Bringing his palms together, he summoned a pale golden Pill Flame.0

Li Ximing nodded...0