"Heh, it's nothing, it's nothing," Xiang Yan purposefully said. He was wearing a fake expression of calm and modesty as if he didn't want to be congratulated.
Meanwhile, Situ Tang was completely stunned. He poured the alchemical pill out before carefully examining and smelling it. His expression became increasingly fervent, and even his beard was starting to shudder.
He had already spent billions of years to perfect the ancient pill recipe for the Winds and Fires Nine Clouds Pill. In fact, he had even engaged in numerous arguments with Xiang Yan over the direction of the pill recipe. It was also because of this that they had become opponents and adversaries.
He had been extremely confident that he was correct, and he had also been certain that he could definitely succeed in refining the alchemical pill at some point in time. However, who would have thought that his opponent would succeed in refining it before him?