"How is it?" When it came to elixirs, he was no match for his three friends.
The Great Elder's voice was grave. "Upper Grade!"
The elixirs they'd been given were Upper Grade. The moment the three of them saw them, they could hardly believe it. The elixirs contained not a single trace of impurity, so perfect it was almost preposterous. Even the three of them together could never refine such a flawless elixir.
Hearing the Great Elder's unhesitating assessment, Elder Lynch was inwardly stunned. For him to declare it "Upper Grade" meant it was, without a doubt, Upper Grade.
'I seem to recall that everyone attending the grand opening of The Myriad Pill Tower today received one of these complimentary elixirs. So many Upper Grade elixirs... Is The Myriad Pill Tower really willing to spend such a fortune?'
