Years later.
Fang Xing, dressed in a yellow hemp robe, looked relaxed as he sat in front of the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron.
Although there was another Magic Treasure Pill Furnace in the alchemy room, he hardly noticed it, having cast it aside long ago, preparing to sell it when the opportunity arose.
At that moment, the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron roared and swung open.
Clouds of five-colored mist rose, forming shapes of Ganoderma.
On each of the five-colored Ganoderma, there were granules of Elixirs emitting a rich fragrance.
Fang Xing cast a spell to gather the pills, catching several 'Ganoderma Pills' in his hand, totaling seven, although three of them bore a ring of pitch-black poison.
"One furnace, ten ingredients, four good quality, three inferior, three wasted..."
"This result, amongst Third Rank Alchemists, seems quite decent... At least, Mu Wanlong's mastery in 'Ganoderma Pills' is far inferior to mine."
Fang Xing smiled slightly.