"Medium quality!"
When they saw that Gu Chenfeng on the raised platform had actually achieved Pill Formation using a batch of poor-quality spiritual herbs, the crowd erupted.
"He actually made medium-quality Detoxification Pills."
"Judging by their appearance, they're only a step away from high quality."
"He can achieve Pill Formation even with rubbish herbs like these? That's incredible! He's literally turning trash into treasure!"
Amid the uproar, the shabbily dressed young man accepted the pills Gu Chenfeng had refined.
Too overwhelmed with excitement to speak, he dropped straight to his knees.
Thud, thud, thud!
He kowtowed several times, his forehead striking the ground audibly.
"Th-thank you, Master!"
With that, he took the pills and rushed out through the crowd.
Meanwhile, in an inconspicuous corner.
"Senior Brother, that man really does seem quite capable.
His pill-refining methods are clearly crude beyond belief, yet he actually achieved Pill Formation. Could this be luck?"
The girl in the red dress tugged the Sword-Bearing Youth's sleeve and asked uncertainly.
The young man still maintained his aloof pose, arms folded across his chest.
But cold sweat had already seeped onto his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the young figure on the platform.
"N-no, it isn't luck. It's talent!"
"Oh?" The girl was somewhat surprised.
The Sword-Bearing Youth's expression was utterly grave.
"His pill-refining methods seem completely haphazard.
But in truth, his understanding of the herbs themselves and the details of refining has already reached their very essence. He simply doesn't concern himself with technique.
When refining pills, his thoughts flow freely, and he can do whatever he wishes, achieving true human-pill unity.
This fellow's talent is terrifying!"
"Is... is he really that amazing?" The girl was somewhat awed as well.
"At any rate, among the younger generation in our sect, the number