No one believed that Gao Neng truly possessed any advanced Alchemy skills.
Elder Qin naturally didn't believe it either.
Because if Gao Neng's Alchemy was truly so advanced, Li Tiannan wouldn't have kept pestering him to help refine the "Celestial Thunder Extremity Pill."
The atmosphere in the exhibition hall was somewhat intense.
The sects and ancient families stared at the high-grade attribute materials covering the display area, their eyes burning with desire. Yet, at a time like this, they couldn't just take them by force.
Inside the Celestial King Group.
Fang Yuan and the three directors were also on edge. On one hand, they hoped Gao Neng really had some ace up his sleeve, but on the other, they felt it was completely impossible.
Alchemy—how could there be a shortcut to mastering it?
This sort of thing was built up through experience, one attempt at a time. More importantly, to become a master Alchemist, you first needed a master for a teacher.
