Ye Changge smiled and shook his head.
Everyone looked at each other. Zhan Xianyi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, don't be modest.
"There are countless people in the world who want to advance and become a Dao realm alchemist but have no way to do so.
"This is good, and you're even denying your own glory."
"It's not that I'm modest, but I am indeed a Sage-level alchemist!"
Sage-level alchemist?
Everyone did not understand. Could it be that they had misunderstood?
The medicinal pill just now was a Sage-level medicinal pill?
Zhan Xianyi looked at Mu Fenghua, who shook her head.
She could not have seen wrongly. It was not possible that she could not distinguish between a Sage-level pill and a Dao pill, right?
Even if it was just a momentary lapse in vision, the nine heavenly tribulations and the Purple Divine Lightning were unmistakeable, right?
That was right.
