At this moment, the Elder Yao at the forefront exclaimed in shock, "This mud ball looks ugly, even with a stench of sweat, but upon closer inspection, it has five spirit patterns on it."
"This is obviously not a mud ball, but an elixir!"
"An elixir crafted by a First-Grade Pill Master only has one spirit pattern, which means he... is a Fifth-Grade Pill Master!"
Yao'er blinked her eyes and said, "He didn't craft it; he rubbed it off his body."
What!
Everyone was shocked again.
The process of crafting an elixir is exceedingly complex, yet he did not craft it, instead, he directly rubbed off a Fifth-Grade Elixir from his body.
This is simply unimaginable!
Elder Yao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, staring unblinkingly at the mud ball.
The more he looked, the more intense the shock in his heart grew.
The wonders contained in this mud ball exceeded his knowledge and experience.
