When the alchemy process entered the nurturing stage, the shabby old man reached out and called for a large pill furnace lid, slamming it heavily on the pill furnace. A puff of white smoke drifted from the lid, straight up through the roof.
"Kid, what grade of elixir pills can you forge?" The shabby old man stared at Chen Nan and asked.
Wanting to match his cultivation in Foundation Establishment yet also showcase his talent in alchemy, Chen Nan replied, "Elder, I can forge eighth-grade elixirs; if not for insufficient cultivation, I would dare to try seventh-grade too."
"Good kid!" The shabby old man laughed heartily, "Considering your cultivation, being able to forge eighth-grade elixirs is truly remarkable. Didn't think Moon River Valley really picked up a treasure."
"From now on, stay in the pill room, no need to go to the medicine hall. Being an alchemist has more future prospects than medical cultivation, doesn't it?"
