Cao Yan approached the ordinary-looking pill cauldron and touched it gently. He closed his eyes, feeling everything about it.
His lips curved upward. He sat before the cauldron and raised one hand.
A flame burst to life in his palm and leaped into the cauldron. His movements were smooth and graceful, and just the act of conjuring the flame shocked Sun Miao.
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