Liu Xi sent stalk after stalk of spiritual medicine into the medicine cauldron, where tongues of flame immediately pounced upon them and swallowed them whole.
How terrifying was the Azure Flame? Within a few breaths, it had extracted every last bit of medicinal power from the spiritual medicines. Then, under the Azure Flame's stimulation, that medicinal power seemed to undergo an ultimate sublimation.
Each stalk of spiritual medicine was refined into a single drop of spiritual liquid. Within that liquid rippled an incomparably pure spiritual energy fluctuation, like a dazzling pearl emitting a faint glow.
As stalk after stalk of medicinal ingredients drifted toward the medicine cauldron, Black Robe's face was already filled with excitement. He stared fervently at Liu Xi like a fanatic believer and muttered softly, "I chose the right master..."
He had previously wondered why Liu Xi required so many spiritual medicines. An ordinary alchemist of the Great Thousand World would not have used them all even after several years.
Yet Liu Xi needed only a single attempt to consume this vast sea of spiritual medicines. The spiritual pill refined from them would surely possess a world-shaking effect.
Bodhi remained fairly calm. He had some understanding of Liu Xi's skill in the Art of Alchemy, so he was somewhat immune to the sight before him.
Mandala beside him, however, stood with her little mouth slightly open, staring at the alchemical scene in the sky with a dazed expression.
The boiling spiritual energy shook even the void. The phenomena of soaring dragons and leaping tigers seemed to contain peerless divine might. The spiritual energy she had cultivated throughout her life did not even amount to one ten-thousandth of it.
"Heavens! What kind of person have I encountered? Why had such mastery of the Art of Alchemy remained unknown