Chapter 2049 — What Is a Genius, Part Two
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
But Wei Zhao suppressed the thought for the moment. After all, shortening the condensation time of pill fire was not of much use in real pill refining—unless it was one of those pill refining competitions with a set time limit, or some emergency requiring rapid refining, or else showing off in front of other pill refiners!
Beyond that, the condensation time of pill fire truly had no other function. Wei Zhao could think of nothing more.
"Jingjing, apart from condensing pill fire, can you also change the fire's intensity and temperature?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Yes!" Han Jingyi's answer made Wei Zhao's heart clench again. If not for his tenacious willpower, he would surely have been battered beyond recognition by now.
"You can? Then show me." Wei Zhao said.
"Okay." Han Jingyi nodded, set down her tablet, and extended her right hand again. Very quickly, the pill fire reappeared—only this time, after it appeared, Han Jingyi began to drive it, making its flames gradually grow fiercer...
"Hiss..." Wei Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air. Staring at Han Jingyi's right hand, he wished he could cut it off and attach it to his own!
Wei Zhao was a half-baked pill refiner himself, so naturally he could clearly sense how the fire was growing fiercer bit by bit!
What shocked Wei Zhao was not merely that Han Jingyi could change the fire's intensity, but the precision of her control! The flames changed bit by bit, growing fiercer steadily, rather than surging and ebbing erratically—which showed that Han Jingyi could already alter the fire's intensity entirely at will!
Sure enough, the pill fire on Han Jingyi's right hand then began to diminish, growing smaller and smaller and smaller, until it was so faint it was nearly extinguished—yet it did not go out! It was plain that Han Jingyi's control was quite precise!
"And the temperature?" Wei Zhao drew a deep breath and continued.
"That too..." At this moment, a fine sheen of sweat had already formed on Han Jingyi's forehead. Clearly, controlling pill fire drained an enormous amount of physical strength!
The instant Han Jingyi's words fell, Wei Zhao abruptly felt the pill fire in Han Jingyi's hand turn scorching hot, and the temperature of the entire room was raised in that very instant.
"Excellent!" Wei Zhao could not help but cry out in praise. Han Jingyi was truly a surprise—to think she had such a talent for the art of pill refining!
"Ah... Brother Wei Zhao... Jingjing can't hold on... Jingjing is about to give out..." Just after Wei Zhao's praise, Han Jingyi was already breathing rapidly, speaking in a weak, listless voice... until at last her voice turned into a moan...
"..." A dark cloud instantly descended over Wei Zhao's face. He naturally knew what Han Jingyi's words meant. Pill refining was an incomparably draining affair, and manipulating pill fire out of thin air was no different. Han Jingyi was only a pill refiner at the early Yellow Rank, so holding on this long was already quite good!
So it was only natural that she could not hold on at this point!
After saying this, Han Jingyi withdrew the pill fire from her right hand and collapsed onto Wei Zhao's bed, looking utterly frail, unable to speak another word!
The **sweat on her forehead also instantly rolled down onto Wei Zhao's bed, soaking a patch of it through...