The materials inside the reaction furnace were being roasted at high heat, fusing together.
"Ha! A hundred uses of the mind, a thousand changes of thought—go!"
Fang Yuan split his divine sense into countless fine threads and sent them drifting into the furnace. He precisely gauged every medicinal property and controlled the infusion of spiritual energy to perfection, without the slightest error.
If Han Yunfeng had seen this scene, his eyes would have bulged right out of their sockets.
Unfortunately, ever since he'd refined a mid-level Brain Domain Development potion using the ancient method, inspiration had struck him in a torrent. He'd gone into seclusion to write a paper.
Fang Yuan guessed that Han Yunfeng wanted to make a big splash and boost his reputation, then apply to East Dragon University for a project to refine a high-level Brain Domain Development potion using the ancient method.
In a word, he was making a grand show of things first, then using the name of scientific research to secure funding.
With this major project on his hands, Han Yunfeng had no time to keep an eye on him. Fang Yuan naturally intended to make the most of the resources.
"It's done!"
A ball of red liquid shot out of the outlet. Fang Yuan, already waiting with a test tube, caught it. The whole process was so familiar it came as naturally as breathing.
Expressionless, Fang Yuan took the test tube and packed it into the backpack behind him.
Inside the backpack, a crystalline red glow shimmered. There were ten portions of the low-level Brain Domain Development potion, along with a large pile of other pills.
"I've sunk all the credits I've saved up these past few days into this. But low-level Brain Domain Development potions are scarce even at any price, so