As soon as he thought of it, he did it.
Chu Yi stuffed Zi Xuan's body, her limbs and all, with the necessary materials, then laid her flat on the ground.
However, noticing the ground was littered with dead twigs and leaves, he reconsidered and moved Zi Xuan onto a rock instead.
"I'm starting now."
Chu Yi murmured to himself and began to stimulate the Immortal Fire.
Very soon, the pale blue Immortal Fire enveloped Zi Xuan's entire body.
The air was filled with a faint scent of the materials.
Chu Yi couldn't quite identify the smell; it somewhat resembled that of roasted sweet potatoes, surprisingly fragrant.
Chu Yi didn't hope for any smell to emanate; ideally, it should be like burning a rock regularly, only feeling the rock's temperature rising continuously.
If the scent was too distinct, those searching for him outside, especially those with sensitive noses, would definitely be drawn to it.
