The damaged Heavenly Demon Pill floated slowly toward Ling'er, enveloped by Yang Fan's True Intent Energy. Ling'er curiously caught the Heavenly Demon Pill in her hand, feeling the energy attached to it, and asked:
"Master, are you trying to just fix the appearance of this thing?"
"Not just that. I want to seal something inside it, and then you can repair the outside. Ideally, it should look like an elixir pill."
"What does the master want to seal inside?" Ling'er didn't understand Yang Fan's idea, as Ling'er didn't know what Yang Fan was facing now.
"Flame, a very powerful flame. I don't know exactly what it is." Yang Fan turned his attention to the flames absorbed within the door panel.
"Master, if you can ensure the flame won't destroy this thing, it's okay. Fixing it isn't a problem. It can even be turned into an elixir pill." Ling'er held the Heavenly Demon Pill with her small hands, looking proudly at Yang Fan.
"Oh? Really? How do we do it?"
