"You old coot, stop hesitating. All this hemming and hawing-you're acting like a little girl."
Yao Lao interrupted Iron Sword Venerable's thoughts and made the decision outright, though Iron Sword Venerable offered no objection.
Delighted, Venerable Feng pointed at Yao Lao and said, "Well, well! You've finally done something as pavilion master. You've barely returned, and two Dou Zun have already joined us! Hahaha..."
Starfall Pavilion's strength now probably made it the undisputed strongest of the Four Pavilions!
No, Yellow Springs Pavilion had already been destroyed. It should now be the strongest of the Three Pavilions.
The four chatted and laughed for a while before turning their gazes toward the plaza below.
As Yao Lao watched Xiao Fan's pill-refining technique, a flicker of emotion crossed his face, and astonishment filled his heart.
With his strength and discernment, he could naturally tell that refining pills this way demanded an almost incalculable amount of soul power to control the heat.
Yet Xiao Fan looked relaxed and at ease, clearly nowhere near his limit. Moreover, Yao Lao knew that Xiao Fan was not the sort to labor for no reward. He would not force himself merely to put on a show for Starfall Pavilion's disciples.
After some thought, Yao Lao understood. Xiao Fan's constitution, which was extraordinarily sensitive to flames, probably allowed him to control the temperature inside the medicine cauldron perfectly while expending very little soul power.
"A constitution every alchemist dreams of..."
Yao Lao watched Xiao Fan with a smile, then remained inside the stone tower with Venerable Feng and the others, observing his pill refinement.
In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed, and Xiao Fan's extraction of the medicinal ingredients finally neared its end.
Boom!
As Xiao Fan finished extracting the essence of the final medicinal