Mu Chen's mood was one of utter delight. Looking at the Gathering Essence Pill in his hand, he smiled. 'Looks like my guess was right. The White Dragon Cauldron really can refine pills on its own.'
With the White Dragon Cauldron's heaven-defying ability, the next step was much simpler for Mu Chen. After releasing all six thousand portions of Medicinal Herbs for the Gathering Essence Pills from his Storage Ring, nine white dragons flew out from the cauldron's body once more. They formed a hurricane, instantly sweeping up all six thousand portions of herbs. Strangely, as the nine white dragons swirled around them, the Vermilion Grass, Star Blue Flowers, and Wuling Roots rapidly fused, turning into wisps of multicolored mist. This mist, guided by the dragons, was quickly drawn into the White Dragon Cauldron.
