"What about this potion list?" That person glanced at the potion list that was casually thrown aside and asked.
His companion said nonchalantly, "You were too agitated just now. You have to see how many pairs there are."
With that, he went over to take a look. He only recognized two out of the nine-potion list. "Two types. Take a look. She placed the two herbs that counter each other: the purple leaf and yellow dragon. Do you think it can be refined into a potion? This is obviously written by someone from the outer sect."
However, even if it was the outer sect, it was still blind luck to have written two types.
"Our luck is good." The companion took a look and casually drew a stroke before placing it aside.
He turned and looked at Fu Meng's potion list with a serious expression.
Surprise flashed across his face.
…
Three days passed in a flash.
