“You really managed to find it?”
Su Wei and his alchemy furnace were equally astonished. There wasn’t a single pureblood White Marsh Beast left in the Nine Provinces—where on earth had the White Marsh Blood come from? Since they had found it, they couldn’t waste time.
If the White Marsh Blood lost its freshness, it would no longer be possible to refine a Pureblood Pill. Jiang Li took out a single drop of White Marsh Blood, letting it hover above his palm. He wrapped it with spiritual power and handed it to Su Wei.
Su Wei rubbed his hands with excitement. To refine a Pureblood Pill using White Marsh Blood—this would be his very first time in his life.
“Make way, let me do it!”
The Red Crow Furnace and Su Wei quarreled over who would refine it. In the end, Jiang Li appointed Su Wei to handle the refinement, leaving the Red Crow Furnace obediently acting as a furnace. Truth be told, the Red Crow Furnace’s refinement skill might even surpass Su Wei’s, but the thing was—its style was far too casual.