"Could it be because the quality of the spirit pill is higher, so it takes more time?" Someone guessed. However, even he himself found it hard to believe this guess. Whether it was alchemy or forging, the longer the time, the better. There was no room for any mistakes in the control of the fire. Even if they did not know alchemy, they still understood this principle.
Qiu zhenwen heard the doubtful voices of the crowd around him and became even more anxious. The medicinal liquid of the spiritual herbs in the furnace was getting thicker and thicker. If he couldn't form the core soon, it would be burnt!
"No, I have to take a gamble!" Qiu zhenwen gritted his teeth.
"Pill complete!" Qiu zhenwen clenched his fist, gathered his strongest true fire, and slapped it on the alchemy furnace.
