"Just a piece of trash…" Shen Haoran's words echoed in Liu Yan's ears. Liu Yan's face turned a furious shade of purple, his expression so thunderous it looked like rain could fall at any moment. This Soul Capturing Pill was a Fifth Grade Elixir he had only succeeded in refining after countless failures. Now, a mere Fourth Grade Alchemist was calling it trash—and this Alchemist was from the Human Race, the very people he looked down on the most!
