"Song Wenhao, Greater Sublime Creation Pill, lower second grade!"
Along with Cui Tong's announcement, everyone marveled in admiration.
Compared to Ye Yuan's true grade, this was naturally nothing.
But this result was sufficient to overpower his peers.
"Song Wenhao this boy grew stronger again!"
"Really well-deserving of being Heavenly South's number two genius! His potential isn't the slightest bit worse than Jiang Li!"
"That Song Minzhe probably already refined it into a ruined pill, right? Huhu, Third Hall Master is really going to get his face slapped with this!"
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After the heavyweights marveled with admiration, there were mocking voices about Ye Yuan.
Seeing Ye Yuan get deflated was what they wanted to do most right now.
Even Song Minzhe himself also turned ashen pale after he saw this result.
He felt that he was probably unable to surpass it.