Master Liyuan had actually succeeded?

"Lord Ran, what is Qin Shaofeng doing?"

Seeing Qin Shaofeng standing completely still, Chi Hu, who was beside Ran Jinrong, couldn't help asking.

Ran Jinrong furrowed his brow slightly, but soon sneered.

"Hmph, what else could he be doing? Seeing Master's movements must have made him afraid and regretful. Qin Shaofeng probably doesn't know what to do now, so he's just standing there like an idiot!"

Ran Jinrong spoke confidently. In his eyes, Qin Shaofeng had surely been scared stiff.

Hmph, and he still dared to compete with Master?

Qin Shaofeng was utterly ridiculous!

"I see!" Chi Hu nodded, then grinned. "Heh heh, Qin Shaofeng's got no real skills, but he sure knows how to brag. He even dared to boast like that. What an idiot! But speaking of which, Master Liyuan really is impressive!"

"Of course!" Ran Jinrong said proudly. "To Master, refining a Spirit Elephant Pill is nothing. In half a quarter-hour at most, he'll have one ready!"

As Ran Jinrong spoke, the furnace in front of Li Yuan suddenly trembled slightly. Then a clear medicinal fragrance rose from within and drifted through the air.

At the scent, Ran Jinrong's eyes brightened. He exclaimed, "It's done! The fragrance means the Spirit Elephant Pill has already taken shape. It only needs a little more tempering before it's ready!"

"So does that mean he succeeded?" Chi Hu asked.

This was the first time Chi Hu had seen someone refine pills, and he didn't know what the medicinal fragrance signified.

"Of course!" Ran Jinrong shot Chi Hu a disdainful look, but quickly remembered that Chi Hu was from a small village and probably didn't know the pill-refining process.

Still, since his master had already succeeded in refining a Spirit Elephant Pill, Ran Jinrong was in a good mood, so he explained.