At this moment, Lei Jingxiao noticed Wei Jiangyuan's change and sensed that the opportunity he had been waiting for had truly arrived. He stepped forward and mocked Wei Jiangyuan. "It's fine, Wei. Losing to my big brother isn't some earth-shattering disgrace. Once you go through it a few more times, you'll get used to it."
"Heh heh." Wei Jiangyuan remained unmoved. A teasing gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes as he asked Lei Jingxiao, "How many times did you fail while refining pills earlier?"
Lei Jingxiao frowned slightly and answered, "Sixteen times. Why? Those failures won't affect my state of mind. If you want to get back at me by trying to undermine me, it's completely useless!"
Wei Jiangyuan smiled and shook his head. "That's not what I mean. I just want to tell you that you could have succeeded in the first place. After all, the difficulty of a fourth-tier pill is only so much. You have a Spiritual State Soul and the strength of a Dou Zun. It would be strange if you truly couldn't refine one."
Hearing this, Lei Jingxiao began to feel that something was wrong and pressed, "Then why?"
Wei Jiangyuan suddenly flashed his trademark brilliant, toothy smile. "The reason you could never succeed is because the pill formula I gave you was flawed from the start. No matter how hard you tried, all you could do was blow up your cauldron in the end. Hahahaha~"
The air abruptly froze, and Lei Jingxiao's previously calm, unruffled mindset—his insistence that Wei Jiangyuan could not affect him—vanished in an instant.
Scenes of his cauldrons exploding flashed through Lei Jingxiao's mind one after another. Although he had repeatedly warned himself not to care about other people's opinions, when he connected it all to what Wei Jiangyuan had done,