Mu Wan spoke softly, recalling the scene when she saw Han Muye integrating sword qi into pill refinement.
If she had not seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that the sharp sword qi could be used to refine pills in a pill furnace?
My senior brother is really creative.
No, Han Muye is not just my senior brother…
Feeling a little shy, Mu Wan looked up at the three clouds.
"Pills! Pills! Pills! Pills!"
"Actually, why should we care about the shape of the medicine?"
Mu Wan's words attracted everyone's attention.
Some of the alchemists' eyes twitched, as if their beliefs had been overturned.
Some people's eyes flickered, as if a window in their hearts had been pushed open.
Qin Suyang turned to look at Mu Wan with approval in his eyes.
