Because he needed to fuse all the medicinal strength together in a very short time, to form a genuine pill.
Time stealthily slipped away, and Ye Ling's mind was in chaos, constantly experiencing severe pain.
Yet, Ye Ling continued to clench his teeth and persevere, showing no sign of giving up.
Only after a full seven days and nights did he finally open his eyes.
By then, Ye Ling's forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, he took a deep breath, let out a long, turbid exhalation, and then stretched lazily.
"Finally, it's done!" Ye Ling murmured softly to himself, those seven days and nights were sheer torture for him.
Ye Ling flicked his finger, and a pill shot out from the Auspicious Dragon Cauldron and landed in his hand.
Instantly, the entire Glazed Pagoda was filled with a refreshing pill fragrance.
Ye Ling looked at the crystal clear pill in his hand, especially when he saw the very conspicuous pill pattern on it, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
