As a wisp of the Elixir's mystical aura fused with him, Qin Feng discovered that the tyrannical Suihuo within his Suihuang Spiritual Vein had become a touch gentler.
With a thought from Qin Feng, a cluster of Red Gold Flame appeared in the palm of his hand.
The Flame danced and morphed, bending to his will.
'If I refine a few more batches of Elixirs,' Qin Feng thought, 'harmonizing the three Spirit Fires might come naturally.'
In turn, having been nurtured by the Suihuang Spiritual Vein, a deep purple pattern appeared on the twelve Purple Light Elixirs, whose auras had reached Perfection. The markings looked as if they were a natural part of the Elixirs themselves.
Pill Patterns.
These were markings that only appeared on Top-Grade Elixirs.
'This is great stuff!'
Qin Feng's eyes lit up. This kind of Elixir offered irreplaceable benefits to a Martial Arts Strongman who aimed to forge an Upper Vehicle foundation in the Martial Dao.
