C158 An Invisible Slap to the Face

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Xuan glanced at the pill in his hand. When he saw the number of pill marks on it, his expression didn't change at all. He said to the crowd in a loud voice:

"Everyone, listen up. The quality of the Void Spirit Pill I'm refining has reached the fourth grade, sixth grade."

"Master Zhong, congratulations. That young man is too ambitious