Pill Saint, can this mainland really produce a new generation of Pill Saint?
They were not certain, and dared not believe. Fourth-grade alchemists already represented the limit on this mainland, and not even a fifth-grade alchemist had ever appeared. On what basis was this black-robed youth so confident, so audacious?
In the end, the three of them shook their heads in unison, sighing deeply in their hearts!
Seeing their reaction, Zhiyan's smile at the corner of her lips grew even wider, her clear and bright pupils tinged with a trace of icy detachment, exuding an indescribable temperament, "Hmph, since that's the case, I have nothing more to say. People say alchemists are madly obsessed, but it seems, you have not reached that realm!"
That kind of obsession, firm belief, those long-term goals, that bravery and openness!
The reason they were so bewildered, so disbelieving, was from another perspective, a kind of cowardice, a kind of fear, and a kind of self-protection.
