Four days later, Xiahou Chi had completely consumed his Great Medicine Pill. His aptitude, if judged by the standards of the Human Elixir, could now be considered passable.
Out of nowhere, he had been stretched over half a month.
Such aptitude, were it in the Jin Guang period, could possibly reach the level of a Middle-grade Elixir with some refinement.
The rest were all Inferior Grade Elixirs.
Zhang Fei Xuan felt no pressure using the Human Elixir to categorize them, as he wasn't actually refining anything, nor did he know the Human Elixir Technique.
Yes, he still didn't know the Human Elixir Technique.
Even though his brother had dragged him into the Pill Furnace and recited the incantations while refining them, they still didn't understand.
How could they, when they were all in such a haze?
But it didn't matter anymore.
