“I smelled the medicines on your body and that frog on your body. You surely know your stuff!” The old ghost slowly spoke.
Li Qiye gazed at the blackened concoction inside the iron wok without saying a word. He looked at the blackened concoction as if wanting to see through it.
It had to be said that the Alchemy God and Li Qiye had mixed countless dan recipes and had found innumerable dan recipes left behind from ancient times. Some of these dan recipes even came from an immemorial period that was otherwise completely traceless. At this time, there was an ancient recipe coming to Li Qiye’s mind.