Chen Fan moved the big iron pot to the side and said to the Cold Ice White Python with a tilt of his head, "Azure Dragon, go over there and blast the big pot with cold air to quickly cool down the medicinal liquid inside."
Damn, making me do this kind of thing... The Cold Ice White Python reluctantly sprayed cold air toward the big iron pot.
Chen Fan started dealing with another pile of materials.
After about an hour of tinkering, two waves of Heavenly Fire Ants came, but Chen Fan didn't even get up as Elder Ape and Black Iron Dragon Turtle had already finished the job.
Three large pots of different colored paste-like substances were placed in front of the group of Guardian Beasts.
"Feicui, this pot is yours."
"Gangzi, you eat from the middle pot."
"Elder Ape, the pot on the right is yours."
"Finish it all, don't waste it, they're all good stuff."
Chen Fan wiped a handful of sweat and waved his hand.
