The mere aroma was so pure that it caused the stagnant, chaos-ridden meridians of the surrounding Golden Core elders to violently throb, injecting a sudden, rushing wave of clear, cooling vitality straight into their anxious minds.
Cao Yan gasped loudly, his eyes widening to the size of saucers. His hands shook so violently he nearly dropped the vial as he stared down at the flawless, gleaming pill.
"This... this fragrance...!" he stuttered, his voice breathless with sheer, unadulterated shock. "Ninety-five... no, ninety-six percent purity?! Heavens, how is this possible?!"
"Ninety-six percent purity?!" Cao Yan stammered, his vision blurring from the sheer, overwhelming weight of the discovery. He looked up at the stranger, his hands cupping the vial like a holy relic. "Senior... this... this isn't an Iron-Cleansing Pill. What divine medicine is this?"
