Su Ye: I'll Do the Refining

"Su Ye?!"

Master Fan looked at the pale, staggering boy, at a loss for how to react.

"It's not over yet, I can't give up."

Su Ye took a deep breath.

He held an Essence Blood Pearl in one hand and Spiritual Medicine in the other.

Soon.

All the Spiritual Medicine needed to refine a Luck Gathering Pill was catalyzed by him.

After doing this, Su Ye looked even paler and weaker, yet he still walked with firm steps toward the next Spiritual Apothecary.

Then...

He began catalyzing again.

One.

Two.

Three.

Master Fan and the others felt their eyes turn red, as if something scalding trembled in their eye sockets.

At the moment when everyone fell into despair, when they were all about to give up.

Yet there was a boy telling them that it wasn't over yet.

With his frail shoulders, he propped up the collapsing sky of the Blue Lotus Continent.

"Su Ye is right, it's not over yet!"

"As long as we're not dead, keep at it!"

"Count me in!"

"Continue refining pills!"

The Spiritual Apothecaries who had already given up were also moved by Su Ye's actions.

Spiritual Apothecaries dealt with Spiritual Medicine year-round, and the higher their rank, the stronger their drug resistance.

Therefore, while the assistants had already vomited blood and passed out, these Spiritual Apothecaries could still barely hold on.

Even so, everyone's condition was less than one-tenth of their best.

Originally, they had given up too.

Yet...

Give up what?

Didn't they see Su Ye carrying the load of twelve people all by himself?

Everyone only had one life, and since Su Ye could risk his life, couldn't they?!

Suddenly, the ten Spiritual Apothecaries started working again, and the Lotus Phantoms that had already stopped forming and were even about