C373 The Withered Old Man Was Stunned

"You're free to refine any Spirit Pill you like, as long as it meets the required grade!"

The gaunt old man spoke with a detached tone, "The timer starts now!"

With a wave of his hand, a small flame touched down on a nearby table, igniting a stick of incense that had been set up in advance. The incense burned rapidly under the flame, and at this rate, it would be consumed within fifteen minutes