Uncanny!
Really damned uncanny!
Bai Xuanling looked gravely at Chu Xingchen, who wore a harmless expression as he cautiously studied her.
Her Refining Pill Furnace truly lived up to its master craftsmanship. The medicinal effects had indeed been concentrated with greater precision.
But the side effects of this brat's pills had become even fiercer, too.
And that sense of rejection was particularly uncanny.
It felt as though it were trying to squeeze her soul out.
And she had not even experienced the full medicinal effects yet. Once they took full effect, that sense of rejection would rise another notch.
It felt even worse than being stabbed clean through in a fight to the death.
Bai Xuanling asked in a puzzled tone, "Brat... was your alchemy like this right from the start?"
"More or less. Senior, did you spot anything wrong?" Chu Xingchen gazed at Bai Xuanling earnestly.
Bai Xuanling did not answer that question. Instead, she voiced her own puzzlement:
"Can you actually sell pills like these?"
Chu Xingchen gave a light cough. "For now, they're only supplied within the sect. You could say demand exceeds supply. Their medicinal effects are decent, after all."
"That's certainly true..." Bai Xuanling nodded lightly.
It really did take courage to swallow this stuff. If outsiders took it, the side effects alone would probably make them think someone had tampered with the pills.
Bai Xuanling looked at Chu Xingchen.
This brat's technique was sound, and he had a solid foundation. There was nothing wrong with the spirit plants either, and he was very experienced.
It was not a problem with the Refining Pill Furnace, so ultimately, the problem could only lie with the person.
But what could be wrong with him?
Bai Xuanling considered briefly before saying, "I can't really say just yet. Leave