Wild Dogs

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan was overjoyed.

The acquisition of a spiritual fire would be of great benefit to him.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan quickly bowed respectfully to the white ape.

Seeing this, the white ape waved its hand slightly.

"No need for thanks, all of this is contingent on you successfully refining the elixir."

"If the alchemy fails, I will not let you off easily."

Yang Fan nodded repeatedly, assuring everyone that he would dedicate himself to refining the pills.

Next, Yang Fan tried to reach out and touch the spiritual fire.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the flame, Yang Fan quickly withdrew his hand.

He could sense that the flames were extremely destructive; any touch with his fingertips would result in injury.

Seeing Yang Fan stop, the white ape laughed loudly.

"Young friend, please do not touch this flame carelessly; its power far exceeds your imagination."

"Even when I first subdued this fire, it took a lot of effort."

"That's why I only plan to give you a small portion; you wouldn't be able to fit any more in."

After speaking, the white ape looked at Yang Fan, clearly hoping that the other party would immediately begin refining pills.

Seeing this, Yang Fan took a deep breath, bowed to the white ape, and prepared to begin refining pills.

But then he suddenly turned his gaze away.

"Senior, relying solely on that one ancient ginseng is not enough; we also need other auxiliary materials."

"Don't worry, I've already prepared the necessary medicinal herbs in advance."

As he spoke, the white ape raised his hand and waved it, and a large pile of medicinal herbs flew through the air and landed in front of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan checked the quantity and quality of the medicinal materials and confirmed that there were no errors.

He then stood obediently in front of the alchemy cauldron, ready to refine the elixir.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan tried hard to recall his experience in controlling flames.

Now, humans are the butcher, and he is the fish on the chopping block.

Yang Fan could only take it one step at a time and keep a low profile for the time being.

Yang Fan had to be very careful; it would be troublesome if he ruined the pill.

Therefore, Yang Fan patiently recalled his experience in controlling fire, and then tried to manipulate the flames.

Fortunately, after practicing in Sword Forging Valley and Pill Hall, Yang Fan no longer had any problems controlling flames.

After recalling the secrets of fire control, he began to try to control the spiritual fire in front of him.

Although the spirit fire was incredibly powerful, after a short while, he was able to use it with ease.

Seeing this, the white ape was even more delighted.

"Hmm, not bad, young friend, you are indeed capable. I didn't expect you to be able to do this."

Then he snapped his fingers lightly.

"Alright, young friend, all the medicinal herbs are laid out. You can begin the refining process now."

Yang Fan nodded, then took a deep breath.

"Senior, I have seen the medicinal herbs you prepared; they are enough to refine at least two batches of pills."

"Although I am skilled in alchemy, I cannot guarantee success every time. If I fail halfway through, please forgive me, senior."

Yang Fan wasn't sure he could succeed in refining it on his first try, so he took extra precautions beforehand.

Upon hearing this, the white ape let out a cold laugh.

"Of course, if you really did it unintentionally, I certainly won't blame you."

"But if you deliberately cause problems during the refining of the pills, don't blame me for being impolite."

The white ape spoke coldly, its white fur standing on end, clearly warning Yang Fan.

Seeing this, Yang Fan nodded repeatedly, but felt uneasy inside.

The white ape makes it sound so easy, but refining the elixir is no easy feat.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and had no choice but to bite the bullet and start refining the pills.

He carefully placed the various medicinal herbs into the stone cauldron, and then used his fire control technique to draw the earth's fire from below to the bottom of the cauldron.

As the flames scorched the stone cauldron, its temperature gradually increased, and the medicinal herbs began to slowly release their liquid.

Seeing this, the white ape beside him nodded.

"Hmm, interesting. I once captured a cultivator who knew alchemy, and his method was similar to yours."

"However, he wasn't as meticulous as you. He put the medicinal herbs in the cauldron, and they burned to ashes not long after, so I killed him."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and his hand almost trembled.

However, he still steadily added the other medicinal herbs into it.

As he added the medicinal herbs, Yang Fan smiled.

"This is because this person really doesn't understand alchemy. Under normal circumstances, alchemy wouldn't turn out like this."

As Yang Fan patiently spoke, he secretly glanced at the white ape beside him.

Upon hearing this, the white ape smiled slightly.

"Very good. As long as you refine pills well, I will not treat you unfairly."

Then, the white ape lowered its voice.

"Furthermore, I have some basic secret techniques here, which I can teach you if you wish."

"Secret techniques?"

As Yang Fan refined the pills, he turned around in surprise to look at the white ape.

Seeing this, the white ape nodded repeatedly to Yang Fan.

"Yes, it is indeed a secret technique, something that ordinary cultivators do not know."

Then he lowered his voice and spoke to Yang Fan.

Soon, the white ape explained the entire secret technique to Yang Fan.

After listening, Yang Fan finally understood what was going on.

It turns out that all these secret techniques were carried by the cultivators who had previously entered this place. After the white ape destroyed them, it left these secret techniques behind as well.

This made Yang Fan even more wary.

This white ape's actual combat strength is already equivalent to the Core Formation stage. If it also knows a few secret techniques, then it will be no match for the opponent at all.

As a result, a fine layer of cold sweat involuntarily seeped out from Yang Fan's back.

He was still thinking about how to escape from the white ape's side.

After all, this white ape was no easy opponent. If he offended it, he feared he would die without a burial place.

Perhaps sensing Yang Fan's nervousness, the white ape smiled and spoke to him.

"Don't worry, I'm not one to kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"As long as you cooperate well and refine the pills here for me, I will not treat you unfairly."

"Also, if you have any questions, feel free to tell me anytime, and I'll make sure you're satisfied."

Then, the white ape looked Yang Fan up and down with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan smiled slightly and quickly bowed to the other party.

Seeing Yang Fan bow to him, the white ape nodded in satisfaction.

He then turned his gaze and looked to the side.

In this way, Yang Fan added more medicinal herbs to the cauldron, allowing the medicinal liquid to continuously extract.

As the medicine was being extracted, Yang Fan's mind raced, pondering how to proceed.

Judging from the white ape's behavior, it clearly doesn't intend to let him go easily.

But Yang Fan also understood that if he did nothing, he could only gamble that the white ape would keep its promise and let him leave after he had refined the pill.

But Yang Fan dared not gamble; it was his life and fortune at stake.

If I lose the bet, wouldn't I be finished?

Thinking about this, Yang Fan pondered how to deal with the white ape next.

At the same time, seeing that Yang Fan's alchemy movements were extremely skillful, the white ape had no suspicions.