Xu Yi did not know exactly what was going on, but he knew enough to follow suit. He too sent out spiritual energy and entered the virtual pill furnace.
The moment his spiritual energy entered, Xu Yi understood. The pill furnace was indeed virtual; it felt nothing like a real one.
Yet the properties of the virtual medicinal ingredients were astonishingly real, especially the seven medicinal properties of the three herbs. Every one of them had been simulated with remarkable accuracy.
Xu Yi carefully urged his spiritual power, disentangling the chaotic currents. That familiar feeling quickly welled up in his heart. In almost an instant, he had smoothed out the chaotic currents formed by the three virtual herbs. With a shift of his thoughts, the currents he had just straightened out became a tangled mess once more.
At last, Xu Yi saw a point of light appear beneath the virtual pill furnaces before a dozen or so people.
He calmly smoothed out the currents, and another point of light appeared beneath the virtual pill furnace in front of him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that it was Internal Envoy Qin. The instant the point of light appeared beneath his own furnace, Internal Envoy Qin's slightly raised, square face crumpled like a shoddily built tofu wall.
Xu Yi sneered inwardly and paid Internal Envoy Qin no more heed. He carefully controlled the speed at which the points of light appeared.
He had already grasped the pattern: whenever he successfully sorted out the medicinal properties, a point of light would appear.
If he combined the sorted medicinal properties into an auxiliary agent, ten points of light would appear. If he failed, another three virtual herbs would be added to the virtual pill furnace.
Xu Yi controlled the speed