Long Fei chatted while painting a rosy future for the Black and White Fiends, fully adhering to the idea of despising the enemy strategically, but taking them seriously tactically.
That said, he still had a sufficient understanding of the enemy's strength.
The medicinal herbs tumbled in the water, their essence fully extracted and continuously condensing together.
Half an hour later, the final stream of vapor emitted a piercing buzz from the exhaust vent.
Long Fei timely withdrew the flame and opened the lid of the cauldron.
This batch took longer than usual; a quantity sufficient for one or two pills would only take a quarter of an hour to complete.
But this batch yielded over thirty pills, which was the maximum amount Long Fei could refine at present.
With a wave of his hand, the pills in the cauldron flew into his palm, and he carefully bottled them one by one.
