Whoosh!
While everyone was discussing, Ouyang Ruoxue suddenly flashed and leapt toward the mountainside.
"What's that girl up to?"
Hu Yiqiu was a bit surprised.
"Helping Jiang Chen chop firewood."
Jian Cangqiong raised his head toward the pieces of wood in the sky.
Everyone looked up, and at this moment, only one-third of the wood sticks remained in the sky, while the flames in the alchemy cauldron were burning at the heat where the wooden sticks turned to ash immediately upon entry.
"This kid... does he really think he can concoct an elixir that way?"
Seeing Jiang Chen's serious face, a touch of pity appeared in Sang Zhenye's eyes.
If it's just a whim, it doesn't matter, but if he truly believes it and after trying hard finds that it's utterly useless, then that's just...
"What?"
Suddenly, Sang Zhenye's complexion changed drastically, exclaiming in shock.
