Roy Whitehead narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Your arrogant attitude is exactly like Martha Evans."
Ethan Smith couldn't help but feel wronged.
He thought he had been low-key enough, yet he was still accused of being arrogant.
"Are you sure you can do a Clear-heart Pill?" the Pavilion Master asked.
Ethan Smith nodded, "For me, there's not much difference between any Pills."
Besides alchemy skills, the key to success in pill refinement lies in the strength of one's divine sense.
During his training with Drexel, Ethan's divine sense had become extremely powerful.
"Start then, go pick your own herbs on the mountain," Roy Whitehead said coldly.
After speaking, he turned around and walked out.
"Go," Pavilion Master said to Ethan Smith.
Ethan Smith uttered a sound of agreement. He turned and quickly walked out of the Valley, making his way to Herb Mountain.
The mountain was full of herbs, all growing vigorously.