At last, the medicinal concoction in the iron pot slowly solidified, gradually forming a pill cake. The cake was as smooth as cream and as delicate as a fine pastry, emitting waves of a refreshing fragrance. When the scent wafted into the nose, it instantly put one's entire body at ease, making them feel as if they were floating on air. It was a sensation akin to growing wings and soaring into the heavens.
"We finally succeeded! This is the right ratio!" In the end, even the Old Ghost couldn't contain his excitement and shouted aloud.
"Holy shit, it actually worked!" Li Qiye yelled, jumping to his feet in his excitement before flopping right back onto the ground, his body going limp. To him, this was nothing short of a miracle. Even a reborn Medicine God would never have believed it.
