More haste, less speed!
Alchemy was an extremely profound skill. If there was just a little bit of error, in better situations, one's efforts would go down the drain. However, in more serious situations, both the furnace and the person would be destroyed.
The more this was so, the more Feng Lin wouldn't be anxious and would remain calm and composed instead.
When his mind was calm, with no hints of ripples at all, he started getting to work.
Lighting up the furnace!
Feng Lin formed a seal with his fingers, and a hint of purple sparks shot out from them. The faint sparks contained extremely scorching heat energy. The moment it landed into the furnace, the furnace was instantly lit up, erupting blazing flames.
Open furnace!
He slapped his palm onto the furnace and with a popping sound, the lid flew out.
Dragon-leaf Grass!
