The words fell.
The smile on Ye Chenfeng's lips kept widening.
He saw the Green Flame burning in the palm of his right hand, and two elixir pills that hadn't fully formed yet lay within his palm.
At the moment the medicine cauldron exploded, Ye Chenfeng had promptly saved two pills that hadn't formed; as for the other pills that were still incomplete, they were destroyed along with the cauldron.
Ye Chenfeng was capable of crafting pills by hand.
However, to refine pills with pill patterns by hand, something he had never done before, was extremely difficult. Without a medicine cauldron, attempting to harness nature's spiritual energy to create patterned pills is a formidable challenge—indeed, hand-crafting pills itself is legendary, even supreme alchemists cannot manage it.
The Dragon Clan Leader's mark behind Ye Chenfeng slowly started to activate.
