"Wan Fei, you know this pill?" Fang Xuan asked curiously.
Wan Fei trembled slightly. Only after taking a deep breath did she calm down and explain to them, "The Mystic Spirit Pill, a mid-grade third-tier pill. Anyone below Profound Tier ninth grade who takes it has over a ninety percent chance of breaking through."
"Hiss-" Fang Xuan and the others could not help drawing in sharp breaths. Mid-grade third-tier! Even with their noble backgrounds, they rarely encountered pills like this.
"Tang Yan, did you just say you were going to refine pills?" Wan Fei's beautiful eyes settled on Tang Yan.
Tang Yan gave Wan Fei a searching look. He had known her for some time, yet knew nothing of her origins. But judging by her speech and knowledge, her background was no humbler than Fang Xuan's, and might even be considerably more distinguished.
"My master taught me some alchemy, but this will be my first time refining Mystic Spirit Pills. There's a chance of failure. I'll do my best. If I succeed, we can all break through together!"
"Brother Tang, you... you're an Alchemy Master?" Du Shu's eyes widened, once again stunned by Tang Yan.
"Yes." Tang Yan smiled and nodded.
"Damn, a third-grade Alchemy Master! You could easily enter the imperial city and serve the emperor. You're so young, reaching the fourth tier or even the fifth tier shouldn't be a problem. Next time we meet, we'll have to call you Lord Tang!" Du Shu was as irrepressible as ever.
Shock also filled Fang Xuan's eyes. He had thought there was little distance between himself and Tang Yan, but the more he learned, the more he felt the gulf between them.
The status of a third-grade Alchemy Master alone was enough to let him walk unchallenged throughout the Fragrance-Hearing