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Chapter 1896

The gods-transfiguring pill was not complicated to create for Fane. He had tried doing it many timesbefore, and he was so familiar with the process that it was almost habitual. Even if he wassurrounded by people watching him, his progress was not affected at all.

Before an incense stick's worth of time had passed, half of the pill's shape slowly solidified. A herbalscent wafted from the stove and suddenly spread to its surroundings, and everyone's eyes went big.

Even if they could not personally verify if this was truly a third-grade premium pill, they could tell thatit was no ordinary pill from the scent alone. It was a third-grade intermediate pill at least!

"It's done! It’s truly done! Oh my God! I thought he was just boasting! I didn't think he was truly athird-grade premium alchemist!"

"That's right! I didn't think he would be so skilled at such a young age! We can't even easily findthird-grade premium alchemists during this day and age!"

The crowd burst into chatter, and Fane extended his hand to summon the gods-transfiguring pillfrom the stove into his palm without batting a lash. It was as though the pill had a spirit of its own. Itspun around when Fane took it, making everyone release a cry of surprise.

On that day, they were introduced to new horizons. After all, although most of the crowd werealchemists themselves, many of them had never seen higher-grade pills. Everyone knew theformula for the gods-transfiguring pill, but as their skills were limited, they had no way to create it,much less see it.

A youth whose face was full of pimples inhaled rabidly, as though he were a wild dog that hadspotted a bone. He practically sucked in all the medicinal scents he could to increase his cultivationlevel.

Although the people who saw this felt a little disgusted, they did not think that this was strange. Afterall, that was a third-grade premium pill. Taking a whiff of it would strengthen one’s body andincrease one's lifespan.

Goatee, who had been ridiculing him, felt as though someone had whacked him across the head.He stared at the pill in Fane's hand, and he did not dare to question anything anymore.novelbin

After all, the reality was right before him. If he tried to run away, Fane would probably not even needto teach him a lesson— everyone around him would give him a few slaps.

Kevin could not help but laugh when he saw that Goatee was stunned into silence. His roughfeatures were scrunched together so tightly, and he pointed at Goatee and said, "Go on! You go on.You just couldn't shut up just now, why aren't you saying anything now?"

How could he dare to speak? The goatee was extremely embarrassed. He had dared to questionFane before so many people. However, he had simply thought that Fane was boasting; what third-grade premium alchemist during this age would put up signs on the streets to recruit disciples.

He did not think that he would actually see one! He was truly unlucky.

Goatee sucked in air through his nostrils. "I ... You...you're truly a third-grade premium alchemist?”His question was something so obvious that everyone stared at him with contempt.

After all, the young man had already created the pill. Was he being dumb, still asking an obviousquestion?

Goatee gave a small cough and tried to avoid the glares pinned upon him. "You’re truly recruitingdisciples?"

Goatee's question finally hit the nail, and everyone suddenly fell silent once more. Before, everyonehad come over to see what was going on, and they had not considered this question at all.

After all, from their perspective, a third-grade premium alchemist was practically someone whowalked on the clouds. They

would never meet one on a usual basis, much less one who was recruiting disciples.

As Goatee asked this question, everyone’s eyes suddenly grew wide as they waited for Fane'sanswer.

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