After daybreak, a fierce dragon's roar and tiger's howl suddenly erupted from the secret room where Long Fei was located.
Outside, Murong Chong and others were meditating and resting; upon hearing this noise, they all opened their eyes and leapt up.
"Has the pill been successfully concocted?"
"It hasn't even been a day yet!"
"Such a huge commotion!"
"What do you know, the bigger the noise, the better the quality of the pill."
"It is said that when Emperor Flame practiced alchemy in ancient times, the winds and clouds of heaven and earth changed color. After the pill was formed, there were myriad glows of dawn, and divine auspiciouness descended from the sky."
"Is it really that incredible?"
"..."
The group got excited, discussing among themselves with wide eyes staring at small ones.
Although they were inside and not outside, they already heard the loud cries of the cultivators outside.
