"Mid-grade..."
Dong Ling stared blankly at the somewhat weakened-looking young man before her, then accepted the pill and gave it a light sniff.
She was very familiar with Throne Pills.
Because in all of East Heavenly King City, if one were to ask who could reliably supply Throne Pills, it would only be President Dong Ling of the Alchemist Association headquarters.
Refining this pill required not only exceptional alchemy skills, but also tremendous cultivation.
The pill in her hand still carried the scorching heat unique to one freshly removed from the furnace. Dong Ling dared to conclude that this was indeed not some pill Young Master Xu had pulled from his own stockpile to make up the numbers.
But how could an ordinary young man possibly produce a Throne Pill?
"You... are at Throne cultivation?" Dong Ling hesitated before asking a question that even she found absurd.
"That isn't important." Xu Xiaoshou smiled. Feeling the power within him gradually settle and recover, even some color returned to his face. "What's important is that a mid-grade pill counts too, right?"
Refining a Throne Pill truly consumed an enormous amount of mental energy.
At the moment the pill formed, it had nearly drained every last bit of strength from his body.
Xu Xiaoshou was certain that if any Grandmaster at the Celestial Phenomenon realm tried refining this pill, their insufficient internal power would be emptied in an instant, and they would pass out on the spot.
There had to be safeguards!
Otherwise, even a peak Grandmaster would face immense danger refining this pill!
But he was different.
Though he was only at the Celestial Phenomenon realm, every one of his endurance passive skills was Throne-grade.
Just "Full of Vitality" alone meant he could never be drained unconscious merely from refining a single