Watching Qin Fengming enter the Alchemy Room, the heavy stone door slowly closed. Restriction light flickered into being, and strange expressions flashed across the faces of the three Ghost King cultivators standing outside the Alchemy Room.
"Refining the Heavenly Demon Pill and Heavenly Lotus Pill in half a month, with a success rate reaching thirty percent. Have either of you ever heard of such a thing on your respective interfaces?"
After standing there for a moment, Pang Ran spoke slowly, his expression solemn.
"This man's methods are extraordinary. There should be a powerful sect behind him. It's just unclear which interface he comes from. But it doesn't matter. We'll simply guard this place, and there's no need to worry about him pulling any tricks."
Wu Yue's gaze flickered slightly as he spoke in a deep voice.
"If he really can refine those two pills, we must do everything in our power to win him over. Our opportunity may very well lie with him." Meng Rui, who seldom spoke, nodded lightly and transmitted his voice.
"Fellow Daoist Meng is right. If Fellow Daoist Qin can refine the Heavenly Demon Pill and Heavenly Lotus Pill, this humble one is willing to exchange two pills with each of you. Surely neither of you will refuse, will you?"
Pang Ran nodded lightly, then turned to the other two and spoke.
"Fellow Daoist Pang, rest assured. As long as he can refine finished pills, this Wu will exchange with you." Wu Yue's face relaxed.
Meng Rui likewise nodded but did not reply.
"Since you two have put it that way, this humble one can rest easy. I'll handle the matter he entrusted to me. The two of you need only remain here."
After saying this, he immediately turned and left the hall.
Meng Rui and