Seven or eight days later.
The Alchemy Room remained scorching hot. The pills had yet to emerge from the furnace, but the cultivator surnamed Su no longer looked as nervous as he had at the start.
He could already smell a faint medicinal fragrance in the air, a sign that the refinement was proceeding smoothly.
Master Yan's alchemy skills seem considerably better than those of other third-tier middle-grade Pill Refiners. The cultivator surnamed Su was delighted, but could not help speculating to himself.
After all, other third-tier middle-grade Pill Refiners needed at least fifteen or sixteen days to refine a batch of Black Flame Pills. Master Yan had spent only seven or eight days, and the finished pills were already about to emerge.
To some extent, refining speed reflected a Pill Refiner's ability.
Of course, aside from speed, the success rate was equally important.
If someone refined pills swiftly only to produce a lump of charcoal in the end, the cultivator surnamed Su would very much want to punch them.
Fortunately, Master Yan not only refined quickly, but his success rate did not disappoint either.
Bang!
Li Ping lightly flicked his sleeve. Under the control of his magic power, the Alchemy Furnace's lid flew open. Ten pills the size of pigeon eggs spun within the rising mist, and as they emerged, a rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire Alchemy Room.
Looking at the ten pills in the mist, the cultivator surnamed Su could not conceal the delight in his eyes.
He had originally thought he would be satisfied with around eight pills, yet there were actually ten-a number possible only when the medicinal properties of the ingredients had been extracted perfectly!
Now he could all but confirm that, with such skill, Master Yan was indeed close to becoming a