Shen Haoran was completely unaware of the conspiracy brewing elsewhere in the Medicine Hall. At this moment, he was staring at the Elixir in the Alchemy Furnace, his gaze fixed and unmoving.
THUD…
A moment later, a dull thud echoed from within Shen Haoran's Pill Furnace. Immediately after, the once-stable Essence of Spiritual Medicine suddenly shattered, turning into a pile of residue that fell to the bottom and drifted out of the Pill Furnace.
Watching the Essence of Spiritual Medicine turn to dust, a shadow of disappointment fell over Shen Haoran's face. He let out a bitter laugh. 'Is it still not working?'
The Elixir Shen Haoran was currently refining was the Blood Miasma Breaking Demon Pill, the most Low Level of all Seventh Grade Elixirs. For the past few days, Shen Haoran had clearly felt his Spiritual Thought reach the Peak of a Sixth Grade Alchemist. He had been trying to achieve a breakthrough but was always blocked by that final barrier.
