Xiao Yan's gaze turned ice-cold. This old bastard had insulted not only his cousin and him, but his teacher as well.
At that moment, Mu Gu went straight onto Xiao Yan's death list. If he ever got the chance, he would grind the old bastard's bones to dust and scatter his ashes.
"Teacher, that old bastard insulted you."
"Kill him for me!"
"You got it!"
Xiao Yan stared intently at his Medicine Cauldron. The pill inside had yet to fully form, so the pill lightning had not descended.
Eighth-tier pills already possessed spirituality. The greater a pill's spirituality, the higher its quality.
Thus, once a pill reached the eighth tier, the energy it contained was no longer the most important factor. Spirituality was what mattered most.
Since Xiao Yan's pill had not fully formed yet, there was still room to improve it. Of course, that was easier said than done. Actually accomplishing it was extraordinarily difficult.
Leaving aside the fact that Xiao Yan's soul power had reached its limit and could not grant the pill any more spirituality, the medicinal ingredients imposed their own restrictions. To achieve this, Xiao Yan would have to break through to a higher soul realm on the spot.
Of course, just because Xiao Yan had no way did not mean Yao Lao had none. After all, as the continent's foremost Alchemist-at least publicly-Yao Lao possessed methods far beyond an ordinary person's imagination.
Then Xiao Yan drew the pill out of the Medicine Cauldron and suspended it before him. Its surface was smooth and dark red, wreathed in faint mist that occasionally took on various shapes. It looked truly mysterious!
Seeing this, Old Man Mu Gu gave a cold snort. "Hmph! Putting on a show!"
His actions left everyone wondering just what Xiao Yan intended to