They brought the Spirit Wood and placed it under the furnace. In just a moment, the flames roared to life.
This was a Weapon Forging Workshop; they had plenty of Spirit Wood.
Bai Mo could feel the intense heat even from a distance.
He saw that the Pill Furnace didn't discolor in the flames, yet the water inside quickly came to a rolling boil.
Bai Mo nodded immediately.
"Excellent. Your shop truly lives up to its time-honored reputation. I'll take this furnace!"
He paid the one hundred and fifty Spirit Stones, and an overjoyed Ah Chong led the workers to deliver the Pill Furnace to Bai Mo's door.
"If you had hired porters from outside, it would've cost you at least another ten Spirit Stones!"
"Not many of those guys are honest!"
Ah Chong explained.
After speaking, he brought over a carrying frame. A full eight men, shouting a work chant, hoisted the Pill Furnace up.
"Fellow Daoist, please lead the way. We'll get it to your shop for you."
