"Could it be because I am incompatible with alchemy?" Shen Yanxiao was hit hard. Before, she was good at whatever she learned, but when it came to alchemy, she hit a brick wall everywhere.
Unusual flame, metal rod, these top-grade equipment for alchemists, she acquired everything she needed one by one. It was already not easy to make a sacred tool, but it had such an effect…
Xiu picked up Shen Yanxiao's silver whip and took a closer look. "It's a good thing."
"Good stuff? You don't have to comfort me. How can it be good when it can't even break a stone?" Shen Yanxiao was very disappointed. She had been looking forward to the sacred tool for a long time.
"The power of this whip is not in attack, but in control," Xiu said.
"Control?" Shen Yanxiao tilted her head.
