Yang Shan said calmly, "It's just refining an Eighth Grade Pill. What's with that look?"
"Just? You're a lightning-attribute cultivator, and you also practice alchemy?"
Lei Che nearly laughed in anger.
He simply found it hard to accept.
A new-generation prodigy who had subdued two different lightning bolts, devised Thunderfire Overload, and revived the splendor of ancient dual lightning-and-fire cultivation.
And now he was pulling out alchemy skills!
If he were merely refining pills for fun, that would be one thing. With Heavenly Flames, refining some low-grade pills would be effortless.
But this was an Eighth Grade Pill! Even in the Thunder Clan, there were not many Eighth Grade Alchemists!
For Ninth Grade Pills, they had to pay a steep price to buy them from other factions.
The Thunder Clan's last Ninth Grade Alchemy Grandmaster had returned to dust thirteen hundred years ago.
Before Lei Che could ask anything else, the thunderclouds above changed again.
Red gradually took dominance, while the remaining black was unable to hold on.
Orange clouds slowly swallowed the black.
Lei Che's mouth began twitching.
"T-Two-Colored Pill Lightning?"
Just then, someone else arrived using Three Thousand Thunder Movement.
The woman's gorgeous feathered robe made her appear noble and elegant.
"Lei Che, don't disturb the Young Pavilion Master!"
Faced with Feng Qing'er's rebuke, Lei Che hurriedly backed down.
While Yang Shan had been in seclusion, Feng Qing'er had taken Lei Che to help search for medicinal ingredients. Lei Che had personally witnessed Feng Qing'er raise her cultivation from One-Star Dou Zun to Three-Star Dou Zun through constant combat and grueling cultivation, forcibly reaching his level.
Could a Sixth Grade Ancient Beast bloodline really accomplish something like that?
The reason Lei Che could now completely rein in his arrogance was largely thanks to Feng Qing'er.
Feng Qing'er had