C44 Is It That Hard?

Wang Shan had been in the Pill Refining Room for half an hour, and from the outside, it appeared to be the epitome of tranquility. Since trading ten worthless scraps of paper for the long-lost Pill Prescription Collection from the Pill King, Wang Shan's pill refining success rate had skyrocketed to 99%. With his deft and fluid technique, the Dragon Tiger Pill was now nearing the completion of its refinement.

For anyone else, attempting to refine such a rare pill would result in a 99% failure rate, and at the final stage, that rate would be an inevitable 100%. Yet Wang Shan finished the process with ease, declaring, "I succeeded."

As the Dragon Tiger Pill reached completion, its aroma permeated the entire estate, accompanied by the echoing sounds of dragons and tigers. The servants, convinced a Divine Beast had descended, knelt in awe, creating a spectacular sight.

Qin Meimei and Meng Fazhen, who had been waiting in the garden, were struck by the potent fragrance and the mythical roars. Meng Fazhen, in particular, was visibly overwhelmed. He was acutely aware of the challenge in refining the Dragon Tiger Pill, having faced failure after failure over the last five years. His experience had taught him the true extent of its difficulty.

Now, here was Wang Shan, a mere 15-year-old, flawlessly completing the Dragon Tiger Pill on his first attempt within an hour. Meng Fazhen couldn't help but wonder if Wang Shan had secretly mastered the process through countless prior attempts.

"Junior sister, let's go see for ourselves!" Meng Fazhen urged, his legs barely carrying him. The Pill Refining Room, which should have been a stone's throw away, felt like it was miles apart.

Qin Meimei could hardly believe that her eldest senior brother's legs could be so weak. Was it the shock of Wang Shan's alchemical prowess that had affected him so?

Ten minutes later, Qin Meimei and Meng Fazhen entered the Pill Refining Room to find the Dragon Tiger Pill resting peacefully in the Pill Refining Furnace. They were once again astounded by the perfection of the pill before them.

"It's actually a perfect Supreme Grade Pill. No wonder it triggered such an extraordinary event. This is indeed the hallmark of a Supreme Grade Pill," Meng Fazhen remarked, realizing he could no longer regard Wang Shan as just another alchemist.

The hierarchy of pill quality ranges from Low Grade to Middle Grade, High Grade, and then to Supreme Grade.

Meng Fazhen was acutely aware that only a genuine Two-star Pill Refining Master could produce a Supreme Grade Pill.

Could it be possible that Wang Shan, at just 15 years old, had already achieved the rank of a Two-star Pill Refining Master?

If so, Wang Shan would be on par with his mentor, the Pill King Qin Weiqiang.

But the challenge of crafting a lost pill such as the Dragon Tiger Pill was even greater. Qin Weiqiang himself had never managed to produce even a Low Grade Dragon Tiger Pill.

Yet, Wang Shan succeeded in creating a Supreme Grade Dragon Tiger Pill effortlessly.

It was clear that Wang Shan's alchemical talent was nothing short of terrifying.

He was at a loss for words to describe such an extraordinary prodigy.

"Please hold on for a moment; I'll bring my brother over immediately," Meng Fazhen said, his heart leaping with joy at the prospect of his brother's legs being healed.

Wang Shan offered a slight smile, "Go fetch your brother. I am completely confident in the pill I've crafted. Once your brother ingests the Dragon Tiger Pill, his legs will surely be restored."

"You're boasting, how shameless," Qin Meimei retorted, though she was already convinced of his claim.

After Meng Fazhen departed, Qin Meimei astonishingly discovered two additional Dragon Tiger Pills inside the pill furnace.

With a mix of emotions and astonishment, she gazed at Wang Shan and asked, "Did you really produce three Supreme Grade Dragon Tiger Pills all at once?"

"Yes, is that supposed to be hard?" Wang Shan replied nonchalantly.