The old man stopped dead in his tracks, completely shocked and flabbergasted. His eyes widened as he gazed at the pill in Wen Ran's hand, unable to process what he was seeing. "This... this... how...?" His words faltered, failing to capture the disbelief flooding his mind.
He had never imagined that Wen Ran would succeed, let alone craft something like this. The pill shimmered in the light, its scent filling the room with an otherworldly fragrance—far more refined than any pill the old man had ever created. He could feel the powerful spiritual energy emanating from it, almost overwhelming.