Imperial Grade Heavenly Pill!

"Pretending to be mysterious! He must be purposely misleading people by being deliberately mystifying!" Shi Feiyu said in a solemn voice.

"That's right! It must be deliberately mystifying things! With a four-point affinity, if he can refine this Crimson Cloud Heavenly Pill, then wouldn't we, these heavenly alchemists, become jokes!" Qin Shun said with a cold smile.

"It looks like that, but inside must already be a pile of paste!" Shi Feiyu said.

These two people chime in one after another, continuously cheering themselves up.

But right at this time, Ye Yuan finished condensing the pill!

Everyone held their breaths, staring fixedly at the medicine cauldron.

Whether it was a mule or a horse, it was time to verify it!

"Open!"

The moment the medicine cauldron opened, a golden light dazzled until people could not open their eyes.

"Ninth grade golden pill!"