In the distance, Wang Shaowei watched Third Brother Bai swallow the pill outright, and delight rose in his heart as he waited expectantly.
Something had to be wrong!
Something absolutely had to go wrong!
Wang Shaowei's thinking was simple. If something went wrong after Third Brother Bai swallowed the pill, it would not only mean trouble for Hu Xiaochuan—perhaps even the entire Jiangnan Hu Family would be dragged into it.
Thus, he naturally waited for something to happen to Third Brother Bai after he took the pill.
Just as Wang Shaowei had hoped, something really did happen to Third Brother Bai after he took the pill.
But it was somewhat different from what he had been hoping for. Something had indeed happened to Third Brother Bai.
His aura had merely risen.
Third Brother Bai had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the path of alchemy and paid no attention at all to cultivation. If not for the physique of a Xiantian Martial Artist, which allowed him to refine pills for days on end, he likely would never have reached the Xiantian Martial Artist realm.
As early as thirty or forty years ago, Third Brother Bai had already been a third-level Xiantian Martial Artist. Although he had not cultivated deliberately over the years, he had still advanced three levels, reaching the realm of a sixth-level Xiantian Martial Artist.
Basically, every martial artist who knew Third Brother Bai knew this.
Yet right there before their eyes, Third Brother Bai's aura rose.
One moment ago, Third Brother Bai had still been a sixth-level Xiantian Martial Artist. The next moment, his aura surged, and he reached the realm of a seventh-level Xiantian Martial Artist.
This sight stunned everyone, especially Bai Yifan.
Bai Yifan knew very well that given his Third Grandpa's "laziness" toward cultivation, it would