Great Desolate Fist
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ten days later, steam rose, and the fragrance of the pills assailed his nostrils.
It was a success!
"I've finally refined a Heavenly Spirit Pill, and my aptitude has risen to another level."
Jiang Ming's eyes were filled with surprise.
Speaking of the Heavenly Spirit Pill, it was all thanks to the black sword. Through the black sword's inherited memories, Jiang Ming could obtain many treasures and top-notch inheritances.
This recipe could even be a top-notch alchemy legacy!
Of course, the black sword's memories were still very fragmented. What he had awakened now was merely the tip of the iceberg, and the alchemy inheritance he obtained was merely the lowest level.
"However, even the lowest level of alchemy inheritance possesses an unimaginable might. This Heavenly Spirit Pill is enough for me to refine the Desolate Dragon blood essence more effectively!"