"Can I really refine a second-grade Mysterious Pill today?"
Yin Xirou had long since forgotten Hao Gaoxing's existence. Right now she was still incredulously mulling over what Ye Haochuan had just whispered in her ear.
A second-grade Mysterious Pill—that was a goal she had tried hundreds, even thousands of times for, and still never managed to reach.
Ye Haochuan had tossed out one light, casual sentence and said he could help her refine a second-grade Mysterious Pill today; it made everything feel a bit unreal to her.
"It's just a second-grade Mysterious Pill, it's not as hard as you imagine!"
Ye Haochuan smiled easily and said, "But you absolutely have to keep my Alchemy a secret for me!"
"I've never really understood this. Anyone with eyes can see that the Spirit Meal you cook clearly uses some Alchemy techniques. What's the point of having me keep it secret?" Yin Xirou was a bit puzzled.
