Time went by minute by minute.
Ximen Qianxue ran her own unique "Secret Fire Qi", and clouds of purple flames jumped between her fine jade hands, roasting the alchemy stove of immortality pills. The flames were constantly changing with her fingerprints.
She looked nervous.
But the imaginary stove blast did not happen.
Finally, in the stove for smelting immortality pills, a wisp of refreshing fragrance spread gradually.
"Does it succeed?" Ximen Qianxue was pleasantly surprised and stopped her hand printing.
The purple flame disappeared, the stove for smelting immortality pills slowly fell into her fine-jaded hands like suet jade. The stove cover slowly opened automatically, in its bottom a mass of a-small-finger-sized pink powder was gently floating, sending out an attractive gl
