"Immortal Gu, how many pills were formed?" Some of the big shots, being far away and having their view blocked by Dongfang Yuxi, couldn't help but inquire curiously.
If it weren't inconvenient to use Spiritual Sense in the Pill Workshop for fear of misunderstanding, they might have considered directly using it to spy.
"Formed pills..." Gu Hanyu lifted her gaze as she spoke, giving Wang Shouye a peculiar look, "Eight pills. Quality, excellent."
"What?! Eight pills?! And the quality is still excellent..."
The big shots present were instantly in an uproar.
Yuwen Jinghong, Qian Jingde, and other big shots exchanged glances and then all looked at Wang Shouye with peculiar expressions.
Forming eight pills, that is something only a veteran Third Grade Alchemist could achieve.
Dongfang Yuxi forming seven pills at the age of thirty-seven or thirty-eight already counts as a genius, yet Wang Shouye, who is even younger, can form eight pills. Isn't that a bit excessively impressive?
