"Hmm, it's somewhat competent."
Ling Feng said indifferently.
"You... what grade of elixir are you going to refine? With your current cultivation, it would at least have to be a fifth or even sixth-grade elixir to be effective, right?" Yang Huanzhi swallowed hard, not daring to assume more.
After all, Ling Feng was too young; those alchemy grandmasters were at least forty or fifty, if not seventy or eighty-year-old geezers.
"Seventh-grade elixir, Xuanhai Ningshen Pill."
Ling Feng said with a calm look, seemingly indifferent. Tuoba Yan, standing to the side, had long understood Ling Feng's accomplishments in alchemy, so she wasn't surprised.
"What did you say?"
Only Yang Huanzhi was almost shocked enough to jump up, "Sev... Seventh grade? Then you must at least be a sixth level Alchemist? How is that possible?"
"I suppose it's sixth level."
Ling Feng pursed his lips and said lightly, "Alright, I'm off to refine elixirs now. Remember not to let outsiders disturb me."
