"This... this is...?" The Rain Master shot to his feet, his face a mask of shock.
The laughter in the hall died. Everyone craned their necks, their eyes wide as saucers, as if they were witnessing the most impossible thing.
Qin Xingchen was even more astounded; his eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. He roared, "How is this possible?! I must be dreaming! How can you refine nine medicinal materials at once?"
Everyone knew that the process of refining medicinal materials was notoriously difficult. One slight misstep, and they would turn to ash. Consequently, most Alchemy Masters refined them one at a time to ensure success.
But Lin Xuan? He was refining nine medicinal materials simultaneously. And he had succeeded. It was too crazy, too incredible. Qin Xingchen felt like he was trapped in a dream.
