C37 (1/2)

Ling Yan's complexion suddenly changed. Damn it, he was distracted. He was finished.

Sure enough, in the moment that Ling Yan was distracted, the two streams of blood energy in his hands began to tremble erratically, and he didn't even wait for Ling Yan to adjust.

”Pop ~” With a light sound, the black droplets formed from a dozen different materials exploded, turning into a mist and disappearing into the air.

The corners of Ling Yan's eyes twitched. One hundred and eighty-four taels were gone just like that. His heart ached.

One hundred and eighty-four taels of silver was enough for him to purchase many healing herbs. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown away …

Ling Yan's eyes were somewhat lifeless. Blinking his eyes a few times, he found it a little hard to accept.

Then, Ling Yan took a deep breath, and growled in an unwilling manner. Then, his hands began to dance once more.

Perhaps it was because the first time he failed, he lost a lot of money. However, in his heart, he subconsciously did not fail the first time. The two contrasts made Ling Yan's heart a little restless.

As one could imagine, the second drawing was a step in the extraction process. Since Ling Yan wasn't able to control the tiny frequency of the blood energy, those materials began to break apart one by one …

Again!

Ling Yan clenched his teeth, and his eyes gradually began to bleed. His mind had long since been filled with unwillingness.

Third time, fourth time … All failed!

Out of the five sets of ingredients, only one was left!

Again!

Ling Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was somewhat sinister.

”Bang, bang ~”

”Little Brother Yan, are you inside? Can we eat now?”

At this moment, the sound of knocking on the door pulled Ling Yan's mind closer. His body trembled, and his eyes immediately became clear again. Looking at the scene before him, the scattered materials, Ling Yan felt a lingering fear.