Although Chu Feng was anxious, he dared not slacken his hands even a little.
Slow work yields fine products.
Alchemy emphasizes the slow simmering over a gentle fire, and the whole process cannot have any slip-ups. Even the slightest mistake can eliminate all previous efforts, leading to failure in alchemy.
As time slowly passed, the elixir inside the pill furnace showed no signs of forming.
Chu Feng couldn't help but feel disheartened.
It seems that fate is set on making Chang'e endure more suffering. He estimated that it must be late outside.
The Sun might have already begun to set.
Chu Feng instructed Han Xiaoying that if he hadn't emerged before sunset, she should feed Chang'e the ordinary Ninth Grade Soul Reviving Elixir.
Just as Chu Feng felt discouraged, waves of phoenix cries suddenly echoed above the pill furnace.
Chu Feng instinctively looked up to inspect.
