C194 He Refined the Marrow Spirit Pill

After Qin Ming had been working with the droplets for a while, he made a startling discovery. Despite the high temperature, the droplets didn't evaporate into mist. Instead, they writhed as if they were alive.

"These are no ordinary droplets," Qin Ming stated gravely.

Even the least experienced could sense that something was amiss.

In the blink of an eye