Xia Mian devoted herself entirely to the process of refining elixirs, seemingly oblivious to everything around her.
The basement was dimly lit, and the flow of time seemed to blur.
No one knew how much time had passed, but gradually, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted from inside the furnace.
In the rhombus-shaped mirror, the eyes fixed on Xia Mian revealed a deep greed.
He had never known that there was someone in this world who could refine elixirs that enhanced the human constitution!
Such elixirs would be quite defiant even in the Mystical World!
If they truly could improve a person's constitution, then there would be no ordinary person left in the Mystical World!
The gaze of those eyes in the rhombus mirror gradually turned fervent.
Xia Mian moved her left hand slightly, opening the furnace's lid, and with her right hand, she took out an elixir bottle. The refined elixirs seemed to have eyes of their own, falling into the bottle one by one.
