722 Refining

"This Pill Recipe is flawed!"

Tang Yi scanned the recipe in front of him in an instant, and had already estimated that if one really followed this recipe to concoct Soul Condensing Pills, it would never succeed.

However, as soon as Tang Yi opened his mouth, that voice from before resounded again, filled with disdain, "Nonsense, this Pill Recipe was personally written by Medic Elder, how could it possibly have a problem!"

Tang Yi immediately frowned and was about to speak when that voice chastised him, "Stop making excuses. The incense in front of you has already been lit. If you cannot produce a Soul Condensing Pill within the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn, just leave!"

Indeed, Tang Yi saw the incense stick on the desk in front of him had spontaneously ignited, emitting wisps of smoke.