Chapter 1037: Dirty Tricks

Qin Hao couldn't figure out where he'd gone wrong. Why had the furnace suddenly blown up? The crimson gleam in Li Mingxuan's eyes slowly faded. He glanced at Qin Hao and smirked. Few knew he had a rare gift: he could command fire. That, more than mere talent, explained his dominance in alchemy. The ability did little in a fight, but it was the kind of knack most alchemists dreamed of. Pill refining demanded needle-fine control over flame, a level of precision most couldn't reach with spiritual...