For three consecutive days, Tian Lin was concocting the so-called Heart Inquiry Pill.
His talent for alchemy was probably lacking since after three days, he only managed to produce three poor-quality, dark Heart Inquiry Pills.
Moreover, these dark pills were haphazardly crafted by sheer luck.
Even if given another three days, he had no confidence he could succeed in making a Heart Inquiry Pill, even a poor-quality one.
[Poor-quality Rising Dragon Pill, an auxiliary elixir for Rising Dragon Divine Skills, can be consumed]
Looking at the box, he saw the elixirs looking like dung balls rolled by dung beetles, Tian Lin closed the exquisite wooden box.
Outside the room, the voice of Brother Zhao suddenly arose: "Is it you? What is this—"
"This is medicine, for your brother—"
Then came the voice of a man in white.
Tian Lin hurried to the door and only saw Brother Zhao holding a porcelain bottle, his gaze shocked as he looked at the wooden staircase leading downstairs.
