"It's time to form the pill!"
Yuan Rongzhang observed the changes in Chu Ning's spell, and inferred the progress of his alchemy.
His gaze and mood became increasingly complex.
Based on Chu Ning's previous series of techniques, he knew that Chu Ning would definitely succeed in refining the Jiuhua Essence Condensing Pill today.
The question was only how high the pill formation success rate would be.
"Condense!"
At that moment on the high platform, Chu Ning uttered a low shout.
His eyes focused as he swiftly cast several spells with both hands.
Instantly, the nine orbs of pill liquid inside the furnace solidified rapidly, transforming into nine round pills.
The speed was far beyond the usual pill formation rate.
In just a few breaths, Chu Ning casually waved his hand, causing the lid of the Alchemy Furnace to fly open.
He began retrieving the pills.
This time, the pills shot out one by one.
However, at this moment, Chu Ning realized something.
