The crowd was puzzled.
Jiang Fan suddenly swept his sleeve and gathered all the dry skin on the table into his palm.
Then he circulated his spiritual power, and a ball of flame immediately rose in his palm.
With a crackling sound.
The dry skin began to burn, turning into spirals of black smoke that dispersed into the air.
Until there were no impurities left.
Jiang Fan extinguished the flame and opened his palm.
The crowd looked over in astonishment.
They saw the pile of dry skin in his palm had been mostly burned away.
Only some sparkling gold dust remained.
Wen Hongyao fixed her gaze and seemed to have discovered something; her eyes suddenly changed.
She quickly stepped forward with the aid of her cane, inspected closely, and exclaimed, "Sky-shaking powder?"
"It's really sky-shaking powder!"
"There was some sky-shaking powder hidden in the skin of that spirit ginseng!"
Upon hearing the name sky-shaking powder, the whole place burst into an uproar.
