"What Spirit Qi? Are you sure it's not heat?"
Feng Chen stared at the medicinal cauldron for a long time. He could not see any spiritual qi, but they could still see the white heat produced by the pill refinement.
Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him. "Am I the kind of person who can't even tell the difference between hot air and spiritual energy?"
This medicinal cauldron was clearly surrounded by spiritual qi.
But could no one else see it? Only she could see it?
Could it be that her eyes were blessed?
Yun Ran also wanted to know if her judgment was right, but they had to wait for the pills in the pill furnace to be refined. Otherwise, those good herbs would be wasted.
The group of people continued to wait in the alchemy room.
"Mo Beiyuan, do you believe me?" Yun Ran tilted her head and asked.
"I do."