Fang Lin ignored Guo Zhen's angry roar, and continued his work at a steady pace.
Refining Dew Pill was as easy as pie to Fang Lin, he could even accomplish it with his eyes closed.
Of course, if he really did it with his eyes closed, it would undoubtedly attract too much attention. Fang Lin thought it's better to keep a low profile.
After the herbs had been prepared, it was time to start the furnace and create fire.
Ever since Fang Lin acquired the Shenlong Cauldron, he hadn't used it to refine pills. But he had an innate familiarity with pill furnaces, even on his first use, it felt as if he had used it multiple times before.
Suddenly, Fang Lin reached out with his right hand, and a deep red flame appeared.
"Soul Commanding Pill Fire!"
"So, Fang Lin also has Soul Commanding Pill Fire."
"This fire, it looks like it comes from a beast's fire."
"But it seems not like an ordinary beast's fire, the aura is strong."
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