"How is this possible?! How can Yun Chujiu have a hundred percent success rate?!"
"Yeah, and there are eight high-grade pills!"
"It's even better than Senior Brother Ding Lang's success rate and quality. How's this possible?!"
...
Ding Lang heard them and shouted angrily, "You guys are talking nonsense! How can Yun Chujiu..."
Ding Lang walked closer and when he saw the pills at the bottom of the pill furnace, he stopped talking! He saw that there were ten round hemostatic pills at the bottom of the pill furnace. Eight of them were high-grade and two were middle-grade.
Impossible!
How could this trash of a person, Yun Chujiu, be more powerful than a fourth-grade alchemist like him? This was impossible!
When Elder Qi heard the crowd's discussion, he also came forward to take a look. An extremely shocked expression plastered his face.
