Chapter 2690: Framed

In a spacious dispensary within the Arcane Medical Sect Academy, Michael Leach sat cross-legged. In front of him were five massive cauldrons.

Bubble, bubble.

Strange sounds emanated from the cauldrons. Each cauldron was nearly three meters tall, made of bronze. At this moment, they were all boiling, emitting wisps of white smoke. The air was filled with the rich aroma of medicine.

Michael opened his eyes and took a deep breath. "The scent is pure. Looks like it's a success!"...