Old Master and Second Master both found it hard to believe.
They were immensely ancient.
They had lived for countless ages.
They had only seen pills with such astonishing medicinal potency a few times in their lives.
Could these be defective products?
Xiao Chen said nothing.
He lifted the lid of the spirit box.
Eighteen golden pills lay quietly within.
They exhaled golden radiance.
Purple qi curled around them.
Terrifying Dao rhythms seemed to be condensing faintly around them.
It was exceedingly astonishing.
"Young Master, these pills are round and full, their medicinal potency is rich, and their pill marks are clear and profound. They are plainly peerless great pills—how could they be defective? Young Master, this is no trivial matter. Stop joking around!"
After Xiao Chen lifted the lid of the spirit box, Second Master saw them even more clearly. Using an eye technique had caused some obstruction before, but now the barrier was gone. Facing those pills again, Second Master only felt that the pills in the spirit box were of superb quality. Defective products? How could that be possible?
Old Master was equally puzzled.
"Old Master, Second Master, look carefully. The King-Character Pill Marks on these pills are missing one stroke. Without that stroke, it means the Dao rhythm is flawed, the pill's grade has fallen, and its efficacy has been halved. They have changed from King Breakthrough Pills into Seeking King Pills," Xiao Chen said.
"So that was it." Old Master glanced at the pills in the box and immediately came to a realization.
"Young Master, do not lose heart. To refine so many spirit pills on your first attempt at refining King Breakthrough Pills already makes your talent on the path of alchemy unparalleled," Second Master said.
This was not consolation.
It came from the