Landing on a mountain peak in Sunset Forest, Xiao Yan took several exceedingly rare medicinal herbs from his Soul Tool and arranged them neatly before him.
At once, a rich medicinal fragrance enveloped the small peak.
His gaze slowly swept over the herbs, and Xiao Yan smiled faintly. With a gentle wave of his hand, black light flashed, and a pitch-black Medicine Cauldron over five feet tall suddenly appeared before him.
He opened his palm slightly, and a ball of emerald-green flame appeared out of thin air. Gazing calmly at the heavenly flame in his hand, Xiao Yan exhaled softly, then tossed the rare herbs inside. The refinement of the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill had officially begun.
Atop the lush mountain peak, emerald-green flames flickered amid the leafy shade like ghost fire. Below lay the flourishing Medicine Garden, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
The herbs entered the Medicine Cauldron together with the heavenly flame, which devoured them like a ravenous wolf pouncing on its prey. In the blink of an eye, the herbs rapidly withered.
Keeping his eyes fixed on the Medicine Cauldron's interior, Xiao Yan used his soul soul power to suppress the heavenly flame's temperature to a fairly low level. Fierce as the flame looked, it did not burn the herbs inside to ash.
Tiny droplets, seemingly alive, seeped from the surface of the gradually withering stems. They slid down and hovered above the flames, spinning ceaselessly. By now, all the pure medicinal potency contained within the herbs had been forced out by the heavenly flame.
With a light wave of his hand, the dried herbs flew out of the Medicine Cauldron, landed on the grass nearby, and crumbled into a heap of black ash.
"The Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill, a seventh-tier pill. They say its