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Chapter 39 - No Pills I Can't Refine

On the second floor of the pavilion was a dark and quiet pill refining room. In the center of the room, there was a bronze pill furnace that was blazing with blazing flames.

An old man with white hair was pouring medicinal pills into the pill furnace in accordance with the pill formula in his hand.

The ground was covered in pitch black dregs, indicating that it had undergone many experiments.

Thump ~

The flame within the pill furnace soared up three meters into the air, completely destroying all the medicinal essences.

The old man sighed, shook his head, and said, ”It was clearly made in accordance with the pill formula, so why is it unable to condense?”

”Master, you failed again?” Xiao Yun's voice sounded as a few people walked into the secret room.

Looking at the medicinal dregs in this place, Huang Muchen took a deep breath and said, ”Master, how many times have you experimented?”

”Including this time, it's the ninety-eighth time!” Grandmaster Wu Xin said helplessly.

”Master, this Master Ye is also a person of the Pill Dao. Maybe he has some special insight!” Xiao Yun recommended.

Master Ye?

Wu Xin looked at Ye Fan and saw that he was a teenager. He laughed and said, ”This child ~ is it Grade Four Alchemist? Xiao Yun, you didn't take any medicine, did you? ”

”Cough cough ~ Senior, please let me take a look at your pill formula!” Ye Fan coughed dryly as he spoke.

Unconsciously skeptical, he passed the pill formula to Ye Fan, came to the Holy Maiden's side and whispered: ”Is this friend of yours really a pill refiner?”

Huang Muchen shook her head. After all, she had never seen Ye Fan concoct pills before.

”Ding ~ Observe Ancient Phoenix Feather Pill Recipe ~ Check the recipe ~”

As he read, the corners of Ye Fan's lips curled up slightly, and he said: ”This pill formula is wrong!”

The pill formula was wrong!

”What?” This is an ancient pill formula, how do you know it's wrong? ”Junior, I am not talking about you. If you do not know how to concoct pills, you will be in chaos ~” Before Zhou Ancestor finished speaking, Ye Fan had already thrown the herbs beside him into the pill furnace.

”Hey!” ”This is the last batch of ingredients, you ~”