"Sect Leader, why are you here?"
Zhao Jingfan looked at Song Sect Leader in the alchemy room and asked in surprise.
Song Sect Leader was staring at the flames inside the alchemy furnace, his brows furrowed, expression focused, and ignored him. Only when the spiritual fire extinguished did he turn to Zhao Jingfan.
"Why can't I be here?"
Zhao Jingfan didn't reply.
Beside the alchemy furnace, Elder Xiong picked up a newly refined spirit pill and sniffed it. A terrifying blue-purple color appeared at his nose, spreading to his cheeks and forehead, as if he was poisoned.
"Phew!"
Elder Xiong exhaled, and a black vapor was expelled from his mouth, producing a sizzling sound in the air, which sounded somewhat eerie.
"The pill poison is too strong."
His face turned from green to white, then darkened again, seemingly dispirited, and he looked at Song Sect Leader and asked:
"Do you have any ideas?"
