Evenly Matched!

The scale soared all the way, straight up to ninth grade!

Everyone held their breath, staring fixedly at the Cloud Mount Mother Stone.

Only two people were aloof and indifferent.

One was Cang Yongning; a hint of an arch appeared at the corner of his mouth, already feeling certain that it was impossible for Ye Yuan to reach ninth grade perfection.

While the other was Ye Yuan himself; it was as if nothing could move him.

Or should one say, that was confidence.

It was just that this confidence was so laughable when it landed in Cang Yongning's eyes.

Did this guy really think that ninth grade superlative was so easy to achieve?

What kind of pain Cang Yongning himself experienced in the process of ninth grade to ninth grade, only he himself knew.

Without endless tempering, without willpower and perseverance, it was simply impossible to achieve!

How many complicated procedures were there in a pill refinement?