At the Lecture Hall, Elder Deng watched the Sect Elder at the front from a distance with a serious expression on his face.
The other disciples quickly noticed his presence and tried to greet him, but upon seeing his expression, they all acted as though they didn't even see him.
"What am I getting all worked up for? There's no way he can foresee the results of a pill just from the smell alone…"
Although he thought that, Elder Deng still had doubts in his head.
The process of creating a pill is profound and almost incomprehensible to those that are not Alchemy Masters and requires countless hours of practice to concoct even the simplest of pills.