The Old Man Admitted He Couldn't Do It

Refining a Seventh-Rank Pill was an exceedingly complicated matter, and this so-called Fire Bodhi Pill was even a Seven Grade Seven-Colored pill, making it exceptionally difficult to refine.

In the plaza, the Nine Dragons Lightning Flame blazed fiercely within the cauldron. Deep dragon roars continuously rang out from inside, while the scorching heat directly caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.

A vast number of medicinal ingredients hovered above the heads of the three of us. Whenever Tang Zhen waved his hand, several ingredients would be tossed into the cauldron, then swallowed by the nine fire dragons for refinement.

I occasionally raised my eyes for a glance, surprise appearing on my face. Tang Zhen's control over the Nine Dragons Lightning Flame was extraordinarily precise. The nine silver fire dragons darted up and down within the Mountain Melting Cauldron, and in merely a few moments, an ingredient would be fully refined. Every inch of him exuded two words...

Professional!

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the Burning Flame Valley Master. His skill with fire isn't much worse than Heavenly Flame Venerable's."

I muttered to myself before focusing my attention on the Mountain Melting Cauldron. This was also my first time attempting this kind of divided-labor pill refinement...

Though I had barely refined pills more than a few times in the first place.

Watching Master Huan's smooth, flowing movements, I felt like a poor student during an exam, watching the top student in front of him lower his head and furiously scribble away while he himself scratched his ears and cheeks, unable to think of an answer no matter how hard he tried. I practically wanted to grab that top student by the collar and make him slow down and wait for me!

"Damn it, every one of them is more professional than