The scene was deathly silent.
Even Grand Elder Su Qian, who had arrived late, quietly shut his mouth. Whether or not a Seventh-Rank Alchemist Grandmaster was a disciple of Jia Nan Academy, as Grand Elder, he had to show him every courtesy.
Behind the formidable strength and cultivation of such prodigies lay a pride ordinary people could scarcely imagine.
The elders landed in a secluded corner of the square, well out of sight. None of the disciples noticed them.
"I heard this pill is being refined for Elder Liu?" an old man in pale yellow robes asked with a genial smile.
"Probably not. The Dou Ling Pill is a peak fifth-grade pill. Although it rivals a sixth-grade pill, it cannot truly be called one. With his level of alchemy, he would naturally disdain passing off a pseudo-sixth-grade pill like that..." Elder Liu pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
"You certainly were lucky, Elder Liu, meeting him on the very first day..." The other elders beside him looked envious. Forging a connection with a Seventh-Rank Alchemist Grandmaster truly was enough to make everyone else green with envy.
After all, a Seventh-Rank Alchemist was comparable in standing to a Dou Zun expert.
The last alchemist in the entire Black-Corner Region capable of refining seventh-grade pills had left for the Central Plains years ago.
"Just luck, just luck..."
Elder Liu's grin nearly split his face. Suppressing his laughter, he waved a hand as though it were nothing.
"All right, watch quietly. He's about to begin." Su Qian chuckled, his gaze settling intently on Xiao Yan.
If he truly could refine seventh-grade pills, didn't that mean... he could also refine the pill Su Qian wanted?
He gently exhaled a breath of stale air.
Let's watch first.
If the reports from the Black-Corner Region