Just as Lin Jing was using the Controlling Fire Technique, several gazes swept over.
Lin Jing's mastery of the Controlling Fire Technique had already reached perfection; his control over the flames could be described as an extension of his own limbs, incredibly skilled.
As time trickled by.
Their Alchemy gradually entered a critical phase, requiring an increasing amount of concentration, leaving them no spare energy to be concerned with anything else.
Like this, another half an hour passed, and it was now coming down to the wire with everyone's nerves stretched taut.
Fearing even the slightest mistake.
Of course, this didn't include Lin Jing, who still had some time before his Elixir Medicine was ready.
Nevertheless, even so, he still focused intently on his own Pill Furnace, aware that, despite his proficiency in alchemy, he couldn't afford to be careless.
Otherwise, if he truly botched it, there would be nowhere for him to weep.