Feng Jiu tilted her head back slightly and poured some wine into her mouth. After a mouthful of the spirit wine, she smiled lightly and said, "No need." When she healed people, apart from the power of the Blue Lotus, she also had various medicinal pills in her space, so she naturally didn't need to boil any medicine to drink. "Sister, how do you even know medicine? I've never heard of anyone who can repair a Neidan." Song Mi'er looked at her admiringly and asked with a smile, "Sister, is there anything you don't know?" Feng Jiu smiled, drank her wine leisurely, and said, "That's hard to say because I'm proficient in many things." She even knew how to refine weapons, but she was just too lazy to do it. The two chatted outside for a while, then Song Mi'er went to prepare dinner, leaving Feng Jiu to rest. Life in the mountains was quiet and boring, with no other entertainment. So after three days, Feng Jiu spent most of her time lying on the soft couch and kneading Cloud Devouring, which she had brought out of her space. The man didn't want the noise of forging iron to disturb her rest, so he worked a hundred meters away, separated by some trees. The sound was much quieter, but with Feng Jiu's cultivation, the sound of hammering could still be heard clearly in her ears. The sound had been almost non-stop for the past three days, as the man was hammering day and night. Song Mi'er came out of the room, smiling as she carried an empty bowl to Feng Jiu's side. "Sister, Yueniang has finished her porridge and said she feels much better. Can she get out of bed and walk around?" "Let her continue to lie down and rest. When she can get out of bed and walk around, I'll let her," Feng Jiu said without opening her eyes. Her hand, resting on her abdomen, tapped gently in rhythm with the distant hammering sounds. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂 "Alright, I'll go tell her," Song Mi'er said and ran back inside, returning a short while later. Two days later, Feng Jiu said to Yueniang on the bed, "Get up and walk around today! Wash up and tidy yourself up." Hearing this, Yueniang, who had been lying in bed for five days, was overjoyed, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. She said, "Miss, I feel that the spiritual energy in my body has gradually gathered over the past two days. Am I getting better?" It was impossible not to be shocked. In just five days, she had gradually transformed from a frail old woman in her seventies to a woman in her forties. Although her white hair had not yet turned black, half of it was now black. Not only that, but her body had also returned to its state in her forties. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that she could have such a day. Feng Jiu walked slowly toward the door and said, "It will probably take about a month to fully recover, but your neidan has gradually been repaired, and your internal injuries are 70–80% healed. It's only a matter of time before you return to your peak condition. All right, go wash up!" Watching her leave, Yueniang couldn't wait to get out of bed. She came to the bath that Song Mi'er had prepared for her and looked at her reflection in the water. She couldn't help but shed tears of joy. "I never thought I could recover. I never thought I could return to my younger self..." She stroked her face, tears of joy rolling down her cheeks.