Wang San and the old man surnamed Jiang began arguing again. Each clung to his own view and refused to yield, while the other onlookers also chimed in with their own opinions.
For a time, sparks flew from everyone's bodies, and the light of their thoughts illuminated the entire Cauldron Lid Plaza!
Shen Mo smiled faintly, as though he had glimpsed a familiar scene from his previous life.
Then, he floated out from the crowd and suddenly said, "This Fellow Daoist Wang San may not have fabricated his claims out of thin air. He may truly have replaced the Azure Spirit Bamboo Fruit with the Crimson Treasure Flame Pattern Fruit and successfully refined a fifth-grade Withering and Flourishing Pill!"
At these words, the youth, the old man, and several dozen cultivators watching nearby all turned their gazes toward Shen Mo.
Shen Mo had dared to step forward at this moment because he had something to rely on.
While observing the two of them "refining the Withering and Flourishing Pill," he had noticed a faint clue...
First, whether it was the old man surnamed Jiang or Wang San, there had been no mistakes in their alchemy techniques, their control of the heat, or steps such as nurturing the pill and shaping it.
Moreover, every change that had occurred to the medicinal ingredients within the furnace conformed to the principles of the Alchemy Dao. There had not been the slightest trace of trickery!
Second, when Wang San refined the Crimson Treasure Flame Pattern Fruit, the changes in that ingredient differed ever so slightly from those occurring when the old man surnamed Jiang refined it.
"May I ask Fellow Daoist Wang, when you refined the Withering and Flourishing Pill in the real world, where were you? Did the spiritual energy of heaven and