Second round: completing the prescription.
A damaged pill formula appeared before the five of them at the same time.
The formula was named the Yang-Returning Soul-Nourishing Pill.
A mid-grade seventh-tier pill.
This pill could warm and nourish the soul, repair hidden injuries in the meridians left behind by backlash from fire poison, and was extremely valuable to many Alchemists.
But three key parts of the formula had been deliberately erased.
One of the main ingredients was missing.
The shift in flame control was missing.
The ingredient used to balance the medicinal properties during the final pill condensation was missing.
Not one of these three could be omitted.
If they filled them in incorrectly, the lighter consequence would be a ruined pill; the heavier one would be backlash from the medicinal properties.
After Cao Ying saw the formula, the smile on her face finally turned a little more serious.
She closed her eyes, her red lips moving slightly as her soul power turned into fine threads, continuously deducing the changes in the medicinal properties within her mind.
Xiao Fan was also looking at the pill formula.
The Yang-Returning Soul-Nourishing Pill.
The name was ordinary, but the difficulty was not small.
If one followed conventional thinking, the missing main ingredient should be supplemented with a fire-attributed soul-warming herb, such as Flame Soul Grass or Yang Spirit Mushroom.
But among the medicinal ingredients inside the cauldron, both of those happened to be present.
That made it far too obvious.
So obvious it looked like a trap.
Xiao Fan's gaze fell on the three medicinal ingredients that had been steamed by fire energy.
Fire Spirit Mushroom.
Seven-Leaf Cold Heart Grass.
Three-Sun Bone-Shedding Branch.
The three should not have belonged in the same prescription.
One leaned toward fire, one toward cold, and one regulated the