Chapter 1115: A Thirty Percent Chance

The remnants and essence of the devoured resentful spirit had formed a pill in a way he was absolutely unable to understand.

Even though he possessed the memories of those cultivators in his mind, The Man in the Black Mist still couldn't understand how this Elixir was created.

"How is this even possible?"

Doesn't that mean this kid's mastery in Alchemy surpasses all the cultivators I have devoured combined?

Realizing this, The Man in the Black Mist couldn't help but size up Ning Fan.

So young and already possessing such strong cultivation, not to mention his remarkable skills in Alchemy; without a doubt, this kid was a genius.

For a moment, vague memories from the distant past began to emerge in The Man in the Black Mist's mind.

He remembered seeing such formidable talent and strength on someone before.

Seemed… to be a woman?

Soon, Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng and Huang Gu finished their absorption and got up with faces full of surprise.