Zhao Feng would occasionally add a few more coals to maintain the flame and although he wasn’t familiar with controlling the flame, it was natural for him.
This was because his left eye was precise and he could control his inner strength well.
For a full 2 hours, Zhao Feng still casually controlled the flame. This made Yun Mengxiang’s expression change slightly, she hadn’t expected Zhao Feng’s inner strength to be so dense and thick.
If it was her, her inner strength would’ve been depleted.
“Using every bit of power to its precise use. He’s reached mastery at controlling the flame.”
Yao Yun sighed, his skill in controlling the flame could already be compared with some older pill masters.
At this time, Yun Yao couldn’t help but admire old man Guan’s eyes. Zhao Feng was indeed a prodigy in pill making.
Pill making asked for precision, especially in flame control.
Two hours later, Zhao Feng’s inner strength had slowly faded away and the flame extinguished.
The remaining heat from the furnace still made the furnace give off a medicinal smell.
Zhao Feng sniffed it and he found that it did indeed belong to the blood pill. Its smell right now was tens of times stronger than before since because it had just been made.
After waiting for a while, Zhao Feng tapped his finger in the air.
Pah!
From the furnace jumped up tens of blood red pills.
This was the last step, opening the furnace.
One had to time when to open the furnace. If it was too early, the pill may not have solidified yet and if it was too late, the pill’s size might be too large and crack. Under that situation, the pill might explode and destroy the entire pill refining room…
Shua!
Zhao Feng waved his robed and grabbed the tens of red blood pills with his hand.
“Let me see the success rate.” Yun Yao said while smiling.
Success rate?