It was evident that this seemingly magical tree also required some manual control, at least to a certain extent, and was not entirely an automatic alchemy apparatus.
Once arriving here, all the alchemists immediately took out the freshly crafted pills, still hot from the furnace, and handed them to Li Ye.
And they did so with great enthusiasm.
It appeared that if Li Ye didn't accept their pills, it would be akin to disrespecting them.
The pile of pills handed over to Li Ye: "..."
He glanced over at them. These pills were indeed quite precious, at least at the level of the Golden Core period, with even some rare and secret concoctions comparable to the value of early-stage Nascent Soul.
However, if he were to suggest using their pills for an experiment at this moment, would these alchemists go berserk?
Li Ye pondered for a moment but decided not to say anything.
Instead, he extended a finger and gently flicked the heavenly-colored sun hanging on his hair.
"..."
