As soon as he keeps his distance, the master will not attack him, and he will not take any defensive stance. He wonders what would happen if the master knew that the disciple was so clever at exploiting loopholes. The master tells him that the alchemy chamber is now open, and that he can use it to heal his wounds. The smell of medicine is starting to fade, and the fog in the room is thick. The fragrance of medicine has disappeared, and his mouth is bitter. The fog is as if it is solid. He cant see anything within the fog either, and now he can only spread his soul sense to find what is inside. The more refined elixirs there are, the better they will gain spirits. The best elixirs are those that have been refined nine times.