Two months had passed quickly, Qingzhu Pavilion, Alchemy Room.
Shen Long sat cross-legged on a red cushion, his eyes fixed on the Scarlet Crow Cauldron before him, the room filled with a thick fragrance of elixir.
After a while, Shen Long withdrew the Red Lotus True Flame, stepped forward, and lifted the lid of the cauldron to reveal twenty blood-red pills, each with nine Pill Patterns.
"Top-grade Blood Flood Dragon Pill, I can finally continue cultivating the Nine Transformations Flood Dragon Art,"
Shen Long said joyfully.
He took out two porcelain bottles and stored the Blood Flood Dragon Pills.
Shen Long put away the Scarlet Crow Cauldron and walked out.
He found the Red Flood Dragon True Person, took out a blue porcelain bottle, handed it to him, and said, "Senior Brother Han, here are five top-grade Blood Flood Dragon Pills."
"Five!"
The Red Flood Dragon True Person took in a sharp breath, his expression excited.