A useless pill?

Lu Ming's fingers started to inscribe runes in the air. The runes flew into the pill furnace and disappeared.

"Such exquisite inscription techniques!"

On the square, Yun Haitang's eyes lit up again.

Lu Ming focused his attention and runes flew into the furnace. After a while, there was no longer any medicinal fragrance coming from the furnace.

Success!

Lu Ming revealed a smile.

Then, he opened the furnace, took out the elixir, and placed it on a Jade plate.

Lu Ming looked around and realized that the others had also started to open their furnaces to take out pills.

"Haha, this is the pill you made? what kind of dog shit is this? No one would even pick it up if it was thrown on the road!"

At this moment, a sneer was heard. Gu Huaxu walked towards Lu Ming with a Jade plate on which the pills he had refined were on.