"Clang!"
A blood-red elixir, gleaming like a ruby, shot out from the Pill Furnace, landing in the porcelain plate in front of Carson Flores.
Heart Cleansing Pill.
The audience erupted in uproar.
"Ricardo Tate actually lost!"
"Carson Flores can even refine such a niche elixir like the Heart Cleansing Pill? That's truly surprising!"
"Ricardo hasn't really lost yet. He only lost the first round—it's a best-of-three competition to determine the winner!"
"Not only that, Ricardo didn't succeed in refining the Taizu Ointment. For Carson to win, he still has to personally refine the Taizu Ointment for this round to count!"
"He already said he knows the rules. Since he proposed it, he should be able to refine it."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe Carson Flores can refine the Taizu Ointment!"
"Neither do I! From what I know of the various alchemy techniques, none of them are sufficient to support the formulation of the Taizu Ointment!"
