"Heh, so what if you've recovered? With only half the time remaining, do you really think you can refine a pill better than the one in my cauldron? Hahaha, you should know your limits. Otherwise, you'll only make a laughingstock of yourself. Hahaha." Yan Li sneered as he looked at Xiao Yan mockingly.
Xiao Yan merely smiled and ignored his taunts.
With a flick of his sleeve, a gust of force blew away the black ashes on the stone platform before him, and he lightly tapped his storage ring with a finger.
At once, a large pile of medicinal ingredients filled the stone platform once more.
Standing straight before the platform, Xiao Yan slowly extended both hands. After a brief silence, a wisp of green flame rose from his body and clung to the surface of his clothes. Soon after the first thread of green flame appeared, clusters of flames began pouring continuously from Xiao Yan's body.
In the end, the green flames completely enveloped Xiao Yan, blazing fiercely and turning him into a figure of green fire.
"Are those all Heavenly Flames? Controlling so many Heavenly Flames must require an enormous amount of soul power!" Across the square, the alchemists stared wide-eyed at Xiao Yan, who had practically become a fireman, and could not help drawing sharp breaths.
Uchiha Madara revealed a faint smile. Sure enough, he had some kind of connection to this world's fortune. Once he had figured out his own ideals, his luck instantly recovered, and his soul power had even improved. That really was enviable.
When green fire rose from Xiao Yan's body, the little princess and Liu Ling, who had been preparing to collect their pills, were also stunned.
Yan Li, standing off to the side, kept his expression under control, but his eyelids