A peak seventh-grade pill left no room for the slightest mistake.
After refining one herb, Xiao Chen added a second.
Qing Lin stood beside him, watching quietly.
She didn't blink, afraid of missing even the smallest detail.
The herbs seemed to come alive in Xiao Chen's hands. The flames flared fiercely, then softened, and he refined each herb for exactly the right amount of time.
Watching Xiao Chen's fluid technique, Qing Lin felt a surge of admiration.
Amazing... Qing Lin murmured to herself.
After an unknown length of time, all the herbs had been refined.
Several globules of medicinal liquid floated in the flames, glowing faintly.
Xiao Chen began combining them. The liquids slowly drew together and touched.
There was no rejection.
Qing Lin held her breath, not daring to make a sound.
The medicinal liquids gradually melded into one and began to solidify.
The outline of a pill began to emerge.
Xiao Chen kept driving the flames, carrying out the final steps of pill formation.
After some more time, the flames in Xiao Chen's hand suddenly drew inward.
A pill floated in midair, perfectly round and glowing faintly.
Several lines marked its surface, and it gave off a rich medicinal fragrance.
The Quadruple Cultivation Pill was complete.
Xiao Chen reached out and caught the pill in his hand.
Looking at the pill in his palm, Xiao Chen's lips curved slightly upward.
"It's done," Xiao Chen said.
Qing Lin stepped forward. She gazed at the pill in Xiao Chen's hand, her eyes full of amazement.
"Is this the Quadruple Cultivation Pill?" Qing Lin asked.
"Mm." Xiao Chen nodded.
"That's incredible." Qing Lin spoke with open admiration. "There isn't another person in the entire Jia Ma Empire who can refine such an amazing pill."
Xiao Chen looked at Qing Lin and