Qingfeng Li took the God of Life Pill out of the furnace with his hands carefully, afraid that it would disappear.
The God of Life Pill emitted an intense aura of vitality. The withered potted flower in the room began to grow new flowers in the presence of the God of Life Pill.
With a thought, Qingfeng Li put the Gold Furnace into his interspatial ring and retracted the golden flame back into his body before opening the door.
Black Puppy saw him the moment he opened the door.
"You have made the God of Life Pill?!" Black Puppy asked.
Qingfeng Li nodded, saying, "Yep."
A flash of joy appeared in Black Puppy's eyes at Qingfeng Li's words. It knew it was already difficult to make an ordinary elixir, not to mention the extreme difficulty of the God of Life Pill's refinement process.
But Qingfeng Li had succeeded.
His talent in the alchemy arts was very amazing.