Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
In the pill refinent room.
Li Ming sat cross-legged and focused on controlling the stalagmite fire. He saw a drop of transparent liquid wriggling in the white fla. He stood to the side, holding his breath. His gaze focused on this milky white fla.
Suddenly, the stalagmite fire disappeared, and a crystal clear liquid quietly floated in front of Li Ming. A strange fragrance imdiately filled the air.
Li Ming skillfully used a special thod to capture the liquid into a bottle that had been prepared beforehand before quickly capping the bottle.
“50 spirit stones, one bottle of Clear Snow Pills,” said Li Ming lightly. “Senior, can you give a discount? I’ve already co here a few tis!” “No discounts,” said Li Ming expressionlessly.
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