Wang Zhonglin's words carried weight and authority.
As soon as he spoke up, Wang Kaiwei, who had just been sneering, imdiately stiffened in expression.
Wang Shiyu, who looked down on Su Fan with distaste, also showed a trace of seriousness on her face.
One who knew ancient thods of dicine making was generally quite skilled.
Upon hearing Wang Zhonglin's words, Su Fan nodded indifferently without a care.
His casual attitude caused Wang Zhonglin's complexion to change again and again.
If Su Fan truly mastered the ancient thods of dicine making, perhaps he indeed had the ability to concoct the Lifespan Extension Pill.
However, quickly, Wang Zhonglin shook his head.
"Impossible, the great doctors of the present day who know ancient dicine making are few, and they hardly take on disciples anymore."
"Even if you are their successor, at such a young age, how much of their skill could you have learned?"
At this point, Wang Zhonglin's tone shifted.
"The more I think about it, the more I am convinced that you are a fraud!"
"If you fail to produce the Lifespan Extension Pill today, you'll have to kneel, whether you want to or not!"
"The old man must teach you a lesson, so you won't dare to deceive anyone in the future!"
As Wang Zhonglin spoke, a faint Inner Strength True Qi also stirred around him.
He, just like Su Fan, was also a master of Inner Strength who had developed True Qi within his blood.
Since arriving at the bronze Alchemy Furnace, Su Fan had no intention of conversing with Wang Zhonglin.
Under the watchful eyes of Wang Zhonglin and others, Su Fan's movents were extrely practiced as he cleaned the ash from the Pill Furnace.
Then, with a clean cloth, he carefully wiped the Alchemy Furnace.
After all this, he began selecting the charcoal.
Despite the many options for fire sources available today, charcoal still remained the best choice for practicing ancient dicine making.
The reason is simple: the great doctors of ancient tis used charcoal as the fire source for alchemy.
They had summarized countless insights and techniques, and if charcoal was used as the fire for the Alchemy Furnace, these techniques could be directly applied.
Having finished his preparations, Su Fan started ticulously processing the dicinal ingredients.
At that mont, he seed to be completely imrsed in his own little world.
The reason his dical skill was so high was partly that his grandfather was an extraordinary Divine Doctor.
On the other hand, it was because he had exceptional natural talent in the field of dicine.
Like now, he imrsed himself wholeheartedly in the process of pill making without any effort.
No matter how much Wang Zhonglin and his two students barked, it would not affect his dicine-making state.
"Huff—"
After taking a deep breath, Su Fan ignited the charcoal.
This pharmacy had a very advanced ventilation system, so there was no need to worry about safety accidents when burning the charcoal.
Shen Xin had been watching his movents from beside Su Fan.
Shen Xin was not familiar with traditional Chinese dicine, but at that mont, she felt Su Fan was like an artist creating his masterpiece.
He was completely engrossed in the task, and every movent Su Fan made seed natural and perfectly tid.
In Shen Xin's eyes, every one of Su Fan's movents was also very pleasing to watch.
Especially his hands, his fingers seed exceptionally nimble.
The myriad of dicinal ingredients were swiftly processed by him in the most optimal way before being thrown into the Alchemy Furnace.
Seeing this, Shen Xin couldn't help but be moved.
She wondered what it would be like if Su Fan's strong yet incredibly flexible fingers were to grapple with her.
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