A Spirit Pill's status among elixirs was akin to a Spiritual Artifact's status among Profound Soldiers—they were exceedingly rare finds. Even a Pill King wouldn't casually attempt to refine a Spirit Pill, as the failure rate was far too high.
A Pill King who managed to refine a Spirit Pill more than three times in their life would have enough to look down on the entire Pill Realm. In the current Azure Sky Realm, however, Pill Kings were virtually extinct. At least, no one in the Southern Domain had ever heard of anyone becoming a Pill King.
And now, someone was standing before the Ninth-Grade Alchemist Yur Piaoyun, claiming he could refine a Spirit Pill—and this person was a youth not yet twenty years of age.
'If I'm not dreaming, then this kid is insane.'
Yur Piaoyun's dark, bearded face twisted with anger. He pointed a finger at Qin Ya and roared, "You brat, Qin Ya! How dare you mock us like this? Refine a Spirit Pill? Do you take us for three-year-olds?"
