What Do You Mean, You Poisoned the Pill? Nalan Yanran Comes Calling

Two Fire Flood Dragons of different colors plunged into the Furnace, churning wildly within it. As the Medicinal Materials were refined one after another, the pill's fragrance grew richer, spreading through the air...

"Hum..."

Just as Yan Li turned pale and prayed for the refinement to fail, a hum sounded from the Furnace.

In less than half a day, the Fifth-grade Appearance-Restoring Pill had taken shape.

"It's over. I'm finished this time..."

Yan Li clutched his head, his face deathly pale. He had always scoffed at the identity he was pretending to have: a seventeen-year-old Fourth-Rank Alchemist. It was too absurd. But only today, after seeing a seventeen-year-old Sixth-Rank Alchemist, did he realize how little he knew.

"That fragrance... He really refined it, and it took less than half a day." Fa Ma swallowed, wonder and relief flashing through his eyes. He had thought the boy was merely too proud to back down. He had never imagined that, to this young man, a Fifth-grade Pill posed no challenge at all.

Silence fell over the crowd. Countless faces turned skyward in shock, gazing at the young figure seated atop the Furnace.

By now, everyone understood.

Yan Li was a fake seventeen-year-old Fourth-Rank Alchemist. Disappointing, perhaps, but hardly surprising once they thought about it. What left them speechless was that this farce had exposed a genuine seventeen-year-old Six-Rank Alchemist Grandmaster!!!

Sixth rank!!

What did that mean? Among the four surrounding empires, only Pill King Gu He had reached sixth rank. The Snake-People Tribe had no Alchemists. To find another Six-Rank Alchemist Grandmaster, one would have to venture into the far more dangerous Black-Corner Region or the heart of the Northwest Continent.

And he was only seventeen...

When Pill King Gu He had burst onto the scene, he had been a twenty-year-old Fourth-Rank