These eight old men were all arguing with one another and it seemed that they were competing to which one among them would be able to concoct the most number of Golden Rejuvenation Pills.
"The Golden Rejuvenation Pill has only a 10% chance of success. Your batch of pills may yield nothing at all."
"Arrogant old fellow, you are the one that will yield nothing!"
"I will have at least one pill or two, haha…"
"We are all fourth rank alchemist here. Today, whoever has the most successful batch will walk away with the crown of being the best alchemist in this Moon Demon Forest meet."
"Hehehe, the pride of my celestial clan also rest in this battle today…"
With a sniff, Lu Qingyun could tell that all eight old alchemists had used their own unique concoctions to improve their own chances for the Golden Rejuvenation Pill.
