Upon hearing Fang Lin's words, Lu Jiuhe almost spat a mouthful of blood onto his Green Rock Cauldron.
Fang Lin looked at Lu Jiuhe's ashen face, feeling smug inside. He continued, "The workmanship is mediocre, yet your Green Rock Cauldron doesn't look too bad, Lu. I wonder how it compares to my Golden Flame Cauldron?"
Lu Jiuhe chose not to speak. Disgruntled and envious feelings were all that remained in him.
Elder Zhou, unable to bear it, coughed and said, "Enough. Please, don't waste time. The competition has already started."
With that, the necessary herbs were brought over to both of them.
Suppressing his anger, Lu Jiuhe was intent on venting his fury through the competition. He began the pill refining process without further ado.
Underneath the Green Rock Cauldron, a grand blaze broke out. Before the Pill Furnace got heated, he separated the herbs according to their ratios, placing them aside for later use.
