"Are there any bad rumors about this sect master in the lower realm?"
While the alchemists were refining pills, Chen Chen was quietly watching and cautiously used his divine senses to ask his grandmaster questions.
Qing Mu said softly, "No...it's nothing much. The introductions about him in the lower realm are quite positive."
Chen Chen glanced at him and realized that his grandmaster was already sweating profusely.
Obviously, as a professional alchemist, the shock in his heart when he saw this scene was even greater.
...
After a long while, the alchemy furnace trembled slightly. Spiritual Master Yu Ding stopped using the flame to burn it and then opened the lid of the cauldron.
After he hooked his finger, a pitch-black pill flew out from inside and landed in his hand.
