The blood **** clone ignored Euphilia's concerns, and he was naturally very confident in his alchemy skills. It's just that it's a bit troublesome to use the identity of the blood **** clone to refine medicine pills. You have to play a scene to avoid suspicion. At this moment, he was walking among the rows of wooden frames, looking at the pill recipes in front of him with great interest. Blood elixir! Rotten Blood Pill!