Su Xiuyi and the others all had eyes burning with fervor.
Nearly a dozen golden Pills descended from above the Endless Molten Flame. Each one was perfectly round and full, inscribed with abstruse patterns that resonated with the divine rhythm of the Great Dao.
'I finally succeeded.'
Ye Xuan was thrilled. With a beckoning gesture, the Pills promptly flew into the jade box in his hand.
Seeing the Pills descend, Elder Yao didn't rush forward. Instead, he let out a sigh, a look of relief washing over his face. He quickly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate on what he had learned.
Previously, when he watched Ye Xuan perform alchemy, he could only learn bits and pieces from a flurry of complex techniques he couldn't fully comprehend. He could never see the specific reactions within the Pill Furnace or the adaptive measures taken in response.
