"But, to be on the safe side..."
"You should still have someone check on the situation in Wu'an and see what's become of that Earth Demon!" Chen Zheng said in a low voice.
"Understood..." Zhao Feng immediately nodded.
Just then, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted from behind. Upon smelling it, Chen Zheng paused in surprise.
"Is the refinement a success?"
"Yes... otherwise, I couldn't have lasted much longer!" A wry smile appeared on Zhao Feng's face as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Let's go have a look..." Chen Zheng quickly walked over, with Zhao Feng following behind.
By the time they arrived, the flames beneath the Pill Furnace had been completely extinguished.
"General, a total of twenty Spirit Pills were refined!" Zhao Feng took all the pills out, placed them into a purple-gold gourd, and handed it over.
