But the next moment, someone helped him ask, "Fellow Daoist, is there some mystery to the pill you just refined? I feel like that scent is different from ordinary top-grade pills."
"It should be a Perfect Pill," Lu Chang'sheng replied.
No one knew if Wang Futian was telling the truth, but at least it had some basis.
He'd thought Zhong Ming didn't know about the Perfect Pill, but as soon as he heard it, Zhong Ming exclaimed, "It really is the Perfect Pill!"
"That's it, what else but a Perfect Pill could satisfy an Immortal from Heaven-Burning Valley so much?"
He glanced at Lu Chang'sheng, full of frustration.
This is just a little improvement?
Zhong Ming felt a twinge of defeat in his heart, doubting himself for the first time.
