"This is bad!"
Yue Mountain cried out in a low voice and subconsciously started forward, but Liu San Niang grabbed him and held him back tightly.
The color drained from both their faces.
'Are years of hard work about to turn to dust right now?'
At that critical moment, Jiang Bohong let out a low grunt and thrust his arms forward!
A surge of powerful True Qi, like a raging tide, poured into the bottom of the Pill Furnace!
The once-dim furnace fire, as if doused in hot oil, erupted with a BOOM, once again bursting forth with a dazzling white light.
A dense CRACKLING, like popping soybeans, came from inside the furnace. Immediately after, a rich medicinal aroma spread throughout the small courtyard.
The tension on Jiang Bohong's face visibly eased. He laughed heartily and said, "Success! It's stabilized! Good! Good! Good!"
His three consecutive "goods" revealed just how perilous the situation had been moments before.
