"This bottle of Holy Dragon's Blood..."
Medicine King's voice had changed, turning dry and hoarse, as he stared in astonishment at the Holy Dragon's Blood potion Xia Ming had prepared.
The pharmacists were likewise so shocked their eyes nearly fell out. Earlier, they had focused too much on Master Locke and the black-robed man's Holy Dragon's Blood, paying no attention to Xia Ming's bottle. Now that they looked at it, they were utterly stunned.
Everyone knew that the more restrained the magical aura within a Holy Dragon's Blood potion, the purer and more potent the potion was. Yet this bottle before them...
Even through Medicine King's most exacting eyes, not a trace of magical power leakage could be found in this Holy Dragon's Blood potion. It looked exactly like a bottle of the most ordinary liquid. If not for that profound purplish-red color, deep as dragon's blood, no one would ever imagine it was a Holy Dragon's Blood potion!
Rogge's mouth parted slightly, his gaze upon Xia Ming filled with bewilderment. Was this mysterious youth really a student of Azure Flame Academy? What astonishing attainments in potion-making.
"Th-this is a Holy Dragon's Blood potion? This is unbelievable!" one of the pharmacists cried out, his eyes wide.
How could a bottle of Holy Dragon's Blood almost completely conceal its magical aura? It utterly surpassed his imagination, beyond anything he knew.
"Is this kid even human... Isn't this a little too monstrous?" Soros cried out from below the stage.
Lan Ning hurriedly grabbed Soros and reminded him, "Keep it down. If Hughes notices you, you're finished!"
Soros immediately came to his senses at those words. Covering his mouth, he gave an embarrassed smile. "This kid's performance is just too shocking. I almost forgot about that!"
"How did you even find this kid?