Why Won't You Follow the Script? Don't Spout Nonsense

Spiritual Medicine Tower.

Lu Feng's expression shifted unpredictably, because the current situation was somewhat different from what he had anticipated—one could even say vastly different.

Under normal circumstances, he should have reached an agreement with Yang Chan for a pill contest, confirmed the time for it, then applied some pressure and use the Meridian Nourishing Marrow Cleansing Pill that Yang Chan had only just learned to refine for the contest. Crushing him in the very area where he could currently refine his best pills would have been the best way to strike at his confidence.

After all, before Lu Feng had begun refining pills that could assist a Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster's cultivation, he had been stuck on the Meridian Nourishing Marrow Cleansing Pill for a long time. Thus, he was extremely proficient at refining it, and his success rate for producing premium-grade Meridian Nourishing Marrow Cleansing Pills was very high.

When the time came, premium-grade versus ordinary would be a complete crushing defeat.

But now, the situation was somewhat different.

He had originally intended to provoke Yang Chan into choosing the Meridian Nourishing Marrow Cleansing Pill if he accepted the pill contest. Yet the matter of the contest had not even been settled, and he was now being watched with strange looks by the many Pharmacists before the Spiritual Medicine Tower.

Even with his thick skin, he felt that he could barely endure it.

Inwardly, he kept roaring, Why won't you follow the script?

If Yang Chan knew of Lu Feng's inner cry, he would likely only ask in return, Why should I follow the script?

"Pharmacist Yang, as a newly risen genius Pharmacist of the Pill Pavilion, could it be that you do not even dare to take part in a pill contest?"

Naturally, Lu Feng would not answer