Ning Fan naturally wouldn't regret promising to make pills for the little girl. But because the time was limited, he couldn't make Fourth Revolution Pills; the highest level of pill he could concoct was Third Revolution Pills.
The pill cauldron and Earth Fire had already been prepared by Xue Qing. Ning Fan sat cross-legged in front of the cauldron; his sword Qi circulating between his fingers. He then made several slashes to double the size of the fiery pit. After the Earth Fire was increased, he tossed the herbs into the pill cauldron.
Naturally, these spiritual herbs belonged to the little girl.
Watching her precious 'Herb Treasure' being thrown extravagantly into the cauldron, she showed a face of chagrin.
"Humph… if the cookies you make is not delicious, I will eat you!"
"You'll know if it's delicious in a while." Ning Fan's expression remained indifferent while his mind was recollecting the memory of Ancient Chaos.
