Zhan Yun's movements were extremely slow, and Lu Wuyan just stared at him as time ticked by, second by second.
Finally, at a certain moment, it seemed that Zhan Yun had completed his alchemy. With a gentle shake of his hand, the pill fire extinguished instantly.
Immediately after, a strange aroma wafted from the Pill Furnace, reaching the noses of those around him.
"It smells so good!" Feng Lingxue couldn't help but exclaim.
"Mr. Zhan has succeeded!" Song Tianyi's eyes lit up, his expression filled with immense joy.
The Taoist Xing Yang laughed merrily and sighed a long breath of relief, "Hehe, Zhan Yun is still reliable!"
In the next moment, a small, delicate pill rolled out from the belly of the copper furnace.
At this moment, Zhan Yun's fingers pinched together in a gesture, directly catching the pill at his fingertips.
Then, Zhan Yun gently placed the pill onto a small jade dish.