Fang Lin is done!
Three Purple Origin Pills with rising purple energy were put into a jade bottle and handed to the Hall Master of North Town Hall.
At this moment, the most awkward ones were Ling Zhongtian and Zhu Yuntao's group of four.
Fang Lin's pills were ready, but they hadn't even started the first step. The difference in efficiency was just too big.
The ones who previously thought Fang Lin was overly confident and couldn't possibly achieve making the Purple Origin Pill were now red in the face. They felt like they'd been slapped.
Everyone was looking at Fang Lin. Some with admiration, some with confusion, and some with hidden hostility.
Fang Lin stood there calmly and quietly, his expression very serene. It was as if the astonishing scene earlier had nothing to do with him.
This level-headed composure impressed the elders present.
