บท 1452: Why Don't You Force It?

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Can you see if he's done refining the Soul-grade Fire?" Zhao Manyan asked Mu Bai.

"I don't understand how you can still talk at a time like this! If you aren't feeling much pressure after resisting the Brown Lava, I'll let you handle the next wave too!" Mu Bai snarled.

Despite that, Mu Bai still glanced at Mo Fan to see how he was doing.

Mo Fan's hand was still connected to the Three-Leafed Scarlet Soul-grade Fire. It was still hovering in the air; Mo Fan had not yet refined it. Judging from its glow, it was likely that Mo Fan had not found a way to absorb it yet.

A Primitive Soul-grade Fire was unlike a forged Soul-grade Fire, which could be refined as soon as the Mage's cultivation was high enough. Therefore, it was quite a worrisome process for them.