They saw the elixir in Chen Fan's hand was exceptionally clean, indeed not a single pill pattern had appeared.
Yang Wanli's complexion turned a few shades paler, and his expression grew somewhat desperate, "In the end... I've still lost."
Yang Tianzhen's face was full of disappointment, but she still said, "It's not Chen Fan's fault, he is not dedicated to Pill Refinement, losing is normal."
Qin Yiyi had originally thought Chen Fan was so confident that he must have really produced some incredible elixir, feeling somewhat nervous inside.
But seeing that the elixir in Chen Fan's hand didn't have a single pill pattern, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Looks like you really don't know your own limits, after all this fuss, you've just turned yourself into a joke."
Xie Guangyun said coldly, "A Clear Spirit Pill without a single pill pattern is no different from a lump of mud, what do you have to say now!"
