Pill Clouds

Elder Jing held a gawking expression at Yang Wei's alchemy skills.

She was mesmerized by his flawless movement.

Her heart started beating faster as she felt Yang Wei turned more handsome and cooler by the minutes.

"Is this what it means to have your heart conquered?" Elder Jing muttered in a low tone as she stared lovingly at Yang Wei.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei was concentrating so much on his pill refinement that he didn't notice Elder Jing had come back.

'The impurities are extracted so easily.' Yang Wei exclaimed inwardly in joy as he kept adding more herbs onto the cauldron.

One herb… Two herbs… Four herbs… Eight herbs…

The pace that Yang Wei had continued to increase and before he knew it, Yang Wei was throwing the final herbs onto the cauldron.

The alchemy flame from his extracted the impurities rapidly, almost like a knife cutting through butter.