The fine line between success and failure

"Thank you for your praise, grandfather. I'll do it now." Zhuo fangshu received his praise and walked out.

"Go on, go on, haha." Zhuo weiran said in satisfaction.

Zhuo weiran had been easily defeated by Liang yunru the last time, leaving a shadow in his heart. Even though he knew that Liang yunru was facing the end of her thousand-year lifespan, was injured, and couldn't refine the six Harmonies pill, he was still a little worried. With Zhuo fanglin's plan, he finally had nothing to worry about.

……

At this moment, in the city Lord's mansion, it was a different scene.

In the alchemy room, with the light movements of Ling Chuxi's fingers, medicinal herbs were thrown into the pill furnace one by one. The furnace fire was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the temperature in the furnace also changed accordingly.