Born into the Red Flame Race, her knowledge was vast, and she quickly recognized the extraordinary nature of the elixirs on the table.
"I refined them myself."
Chu Ming did not refuse that box of mineral treasures, but he wouldn't take it for nothing.
"You can refine elixirs?!" Hoong Ying widened her eyes, "The quality of these elixirs is very high; ordinary Pill Masters can't produce them."
"...Learned a little."
"Really?" Hoong Ying stared at Chu Ming incredulously for a while, then put down the elixirs and picked up the Cultivation Technique book.
Page by page, her expression shifted from casual to surprised, then from surprised to serious, and finally from serious to shocked.
"This Cultivation Technique..." Hoong Ying's breathing grew rapid, her heart pounding.
The Cultivation Technique in her hand seemed more advanced than the one she practiced from the Red Flame Race!
