In the hotel room, eerie white Bone Spirit Cold Flame flickered in the gloom like sinister ghostfire.
The first step in refining medicine was to warm the Medicine Cauldron. Yao Lao quietly watched the Bone Spirit Cold Flame surge inside it. Because the Black Demon Cauldron was of extraordinary quality, this initial warming would take longer than it would with an ordinary Medicine Cauldron.
But with Yao Lao's mastery of alchemy and his control over the Bone Spirit Cold Flame, he could naturally cut that time short.
Thus, after the flames had surged for nearly a minute, Yao Lao waved his palm toward the medicinal ingredients on the floor before him. The fiery-red Soul-Fusion Fruit slowly rose into the air before he tossed it straight into the Medicine Cauldron.
Although the heavenly flames inside the cauldron were blazing fiercely, Huo Yuhao could sense through Spiritual Detection that Yao Lao had already suppressed their temperature to a fairly low level.
Thus, when the Soul-Fusion Fruit entered the Medicine Cauldron, the seemingly fierce flames did not burn it to ashes. Instead, it gradually shriveled, as though its essence were being drawn out.
Tiny droplets as crimson as blood seeped from the Soul-Fusion Fruit's surface, slid down its sides, and hovered above the flames, constantly spinning and tumbling.
As the flames continued to roast it and the blood-colored droplets seeped out, the fiery red of the Soul-Fusion Fruit's surface rapidly faded. A short while later, it had turned completely charred black. All the pure medicinal potency within it had been forced out by the Bone Spirit Cold Flame in the Black Demon Cauldron, leaving its body nothing more than utterly useless waste.
With a light wave of his palm, the shriveled Soul-Fusion Fruit flew out of the Medicine Cauldron and landed on the