In the pill refinement room.
Li Ming sat cross-legged and focused on controlling the stalagmite fire. He saw a drop of transparent liquid wriggling in the white flame. He stood to the side, holding his breath. His gaze focused on this milky white flame.
Suddenly, the stalagmite fire disappeared, and a crystal clear liquid quietly floated in front of Li Ming. A strange fragrance immediately filled the air.
Li Ming skillfully used a special method to capture the liquid into a bottle that had been prepared beforehand before quickly capping the bottle.
"50 spirit stones, one bottle of Clear Snow Pills," said Li Ming lightly.
"Senior, can you give me a discount? I've already come here a few times!"
"No discounts," said Li Ming expressionlessly.
The man was speechless and reluctantly took out fifty spirit stones.