Green Cloud Peak.
Alchemy Pavilion.
At this time, it had already been a month since Liang Sheng entered the Alchemy Pavilion to refine pills, and he looked somewhat tired on his face.
He had just submitted this month's pill refining quota when, coincidentally, Shen Wuque came out of his alchemy chamber, and the two couldn't help but share a bitter smile.
Of course, Liang Sheng was just pretending at this time, while Shen Wuque was genuinely tired. After all, Xiang Chen's mission was divided equally between him and Liang Sheng.
But Shen Wuque's pill refining success rate was only about 40%, nowhere near Liang Sheng's 100% success rate.
Fortunately, the alchemy chambers in the Alchemy Pavilion are all closed, so no one knows the pill refining situation of other alchemists.
That's why Liang Sheng would take in 300 batches of materials every time he refined pills and only handed in 100 batches of Spiritual Pills; the rest naturally went into his own pocket.
