The pale-white pill continued to struggle in Gu He's palm, unwilling to submit. A faint mist gathered around it, transforming into a white wolf that snarled at Gu He.
Seeing this rare sight, the three alchemists immediately forgot all about their composure and flew toward Gu He.
Seeing that Gu He had already successfully refined the pill, and that the three alchemists did not seem malicious, Heavenly Fire Venerable did not stop them. Their cultivation was no higher than Dou Zong Seven-star, so he allowed them to fly to Gu He's side.
The three alchemists stared fervently at the pill in Gu He's hand and bowed. "May we ask this Grandmaster's esteemed name?"
With a flick of his finger, Gu He scattered the white wolf condensed from the pill's mist, then stuffed the pill into a jade bottle, making the three alchemists' hearts ache.
Eighth-grade pills already possessed spirituality and could be called spirit pills or living pills. The mist condensed outside a pill was the tangible symbol of its spirituality. Dispersing it so roughly would cause the pill to lose part of its spirituality. If they possessed an Eighth-grade pill, they would certainly handle it with the utmost care. Even before placing it in a jade bottle, they would first seal the pill and make sure its spirituality would not be lost. How could they possibly be so rough?
However, they did not know that an Alchemy Grandmaster of the Spiritual Realm could perfectly control the spirituality within a pill. Even if the mist condensed by the pill was dispersed, its spirituality could still be preserved without loss. Thus, the three of them had worried for nothing.
After putting away the pill, Gu He looked at the three of them and deliberately asked as if unaware, "My name is