Ye Fei, every once in a while, would add a type of medicinal herb into the pot.
He didn't seem to be making pills but rather seemed to be brewing medicine.
However, with his skills as a Saintly Healer and Immortal, both pill making and brewing medicine were virtually identical.
After a while, Ye Fei suddenly raised his hand, intending to directly reach into the medicinal soup.
"Brother Ye, be careful!" Wang Jianglong exclaimed in alarm.
But the next moment, he was completely stunned.
Ye Fei's hand was actually exploring in the bubbling medicinal soup.
What formidable skill!
Wang Jianglong was so astonished he was at a loss for words.
Is this what a Divine Doctor is like?
Truly extraordinary!
Shortly after, Ye Fei scooped up a dose of the medicinal soup in his hand.
True Qi swirled in his palm, and in just a moment, the medicinal soup was refined into a round, black medicinal pill.
"What is this?" Wang Jianglong didn't even know what to say anymore.
