Pill refining was a tedious and lengthy process, especially for high-grade pills. Taking ten days or half a month to refine one was perfectly normal.
Outsiders watched the spectacle, while insiders watched the technique. The Alchemists able to take the stage all possessed exceptionally seasoned methods. To the surrounding Alchemists, the diverse and strange ways of refining pills were an utterly magnificent sight.
Lazy Young Miss Liuli had no interest in watching others refine pills. Xiao Yan was the only one she cared about. But watching pill refining nonstop was truly boring, so she simply took out some picture books and found a relatively uncrowded spot to read. Over the ten days, she finished more than a dozen, perhaps even twenty, picture books.
During those ten days, the Medicine Cauldrons of quite a few Alchemists gradually began to show the outlines of pills. The Heaven and Earth Energy around them also fluctuated ever more violently as time passed.
The atmosphere in the plaza grew increasingly tense. Everyone was awaiting the most spectacular part of pill refining: Pill Lightning!
Boom!
At noon on the tenth day, lightning rolled endlessly through the thick clouds overhead like silver serpents. Then, layer after layer of color began to emerge within the clouds, finally stopping only after seven colors had appeared.
"Seven-colored Pill Lightning!"
Such a phenomenon would have been an extremely shocking sight in the Central Continent. Yet now, many of the elderly spectators merely shook their heads in regret.
After all, this was the Little Pill Tower. A single Eighth-grade pill that summoned Seven-colored Pill Lightning was far from enough to become one of its elders!
Liuli did not even raise her eyes. She merely kept a thread of Spiritual Sense on Xiao Yan and continued reading her picture book in peace.
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