Duan Rong was deep in the cave when his eyes suddenly lit up. He realized why he had ruined the alchemy three times.
Because Shang Xiangyu's speed was much faster than his own. If he controlled the heat according to the memory points in his mind, he would already be too slow. He had to move Shang Xiangyu's memory points ahead.
Once Duan Rong figured it out, he suddenly felt a wave of fatigue. He had spent the whole night repeatedly pondering it in that cave, with three attempts at alchemy.
At this moment, once he stopped thinking, he felt his Divine Soul wither.
Duan Rong lay down on the hammock and instantly fell into a deep sleep.
After Duan Rong woke up, he went to the Medicine Pavilion again and exchanged for a furnace's worth of herbs, divided them into three portions, and after handling them on the large platform, he went back into the alchemy cave.
When dawn broke, Duan Rong dragged his weary body out of the alchemy cave.
