Elliott Lester's words seemed to suggest that he believed Wyatt Barnes's alchemy skills were insignificant.
"A slow heating cauldron doesn't mean I can't craft the Rowan Heaven Pill."
Hearing Elliott Lester's words, Wyatt Barnes smiled faintly, then began to heat the cauldron under everyone's watchful eyes. The third form of his chaotic Immortal Fire transformed into a gray lightning bolt, swiftly entering the pill furnace.
Whoosh!
Inside the pill furnace, the flames flared up.
Everything was within Wyatt Barnes's control.
Meanwhile, the eyes of the surrounding crowd were all fixed on Wyatt Barnes's pill furnace.
About fifteen minutes later, the crowd's gaze gradually shifted away, while many of the mid-grade and low-grade alchemists that Elliott Lester had brought with him began whispering to each other:
