The elixir that Wu Gang needed Lin Chang'sheng's guidance on was merely a Second Grade Elixir—this was laughably easy for Lin Chang'sheng.
After three hours of guidance, the elixir had already reached the condensing stage.
The refining process went off without a hitch.
When Wu Gang finished condensing the elixir and lifted the furnace lid, three dark red pills lay quietly inside.
On the pills, strands of divine patterns drifted about, suffused with a rich, potent medicinal scent.
"Success... it worked?"
Wu Gang could barely believe his own eyes.
With Lin Chang'sheng's guidance, he had managed to refine an elixir far beyond his own usual level?
It was almost too incredible, and his admiration for Lin Chang'sheng grew even greater.
"Elder Lin, if it weren't for you, I'd probably never manage to refine a Second Grade Elixir in my whole life. Let these two pills be my payment, and I'll keep the last one to study further!"
