Six hours later, Long Chen left with a new status plate. He Ziyu stared at a starry medicinal pill in his hand with a blank expression.

“What a monster.” An elder appeared beside He Ziyu.

“Institute head, why have you come?” He Ziyu jumped in shock and hastily greeted him.

This elder was the one in charge of the Pill Institute. He then received the medicinal pill in He Ziyu’s hands and stared at it.

“I was drawn over by the aura of a treasure pill.”

“At such a young age, Long Chen couldn’t possibly refine such a pill. I don’t understand. Let alone disciples, even Elders that have been cultivating the Pill Dao for centuries can’t refine a furnace of treasure pills so easily.” He Ziyu shook his head.

In the immortal world, other than the standard grades for medicinal pills, there were also three classifications representing three different l...