In the venue of the Alchemy Conference.
Lu Changsheng was the only one who hadn't handed over the pills yet.
Everyone watched as this person began to refine pills in the last incense stick of time.
Then, he completed the pill refinement at an unbelievable speed.
Could this pill succeed or not?
Almost everyone thought that there was no way to succeed.
Even Zhong Li, Xie Yuanren, and the others who had completed the refinement thought the same.
Mu Wan'er looked at Lu Changsheng's back and asked, "Uncle Li, do you think Uncle will succeed?"
Without thinking, Uncle Li shook his head and said, "The alchemists in the family need some time to refine it even though the Fire Return Pill is only a Mystic-Tier pill."
"Even though this person is fast, concocting pills is a meticulous process after all. There can't be any mistakes."
"So …"