Concocting Poison

The Ares-class interceptor flew toward Hek. Now that the six-winged skylord's venom was in hand, all that remained was concocting it into medicine.

Phantom was but a shade. Though he could figure out the formula for this medicine, Xia Fei still had to do it himself.

Xia Fei shut himself in the bathroom and spent the eight-hour journey purifying the venom in preparation for the next step of creating a complete medicine. Qin Mang was in danger, and every second was precious.

A row of transparent glass vessels were neatly arrayed before him, and inside was a murky-black liquid. It looked a bit like unrefined oil, thick and foul-smelling.

Xia Fei wore an air-filter mask as he gingerly poured these liquids into the medicine purifier. The venom itself was already extremely toxic, and it was unknown just what degree it could reach after refinement.