Iron Stomach Pill
William waited patiently while Yuming gathered the ingredients. Soon, each material was positioned on his table.
William picked up the most important ingredient, the Iron Root, and began to inspect it. He frowned, noticing a small blemish on one side of the Root, almost invisible to the naked eye.
He raised his hand, to which Elder Tianshen walked over. "What is it, Disciple William?"
"I need a higher quality Iron Root. This one is not enough."
"Not enough?" Elder Tianshen mumbled. He looked at the blemish that William pointed out and frowned. It truly wasn't up to par, but that didn't make sense.
"Disciple Yuming, can you come over here?"
"Yes Elder." Yuming ran over from across the stage.
"Can you replace this Iron Root? It's damaged."
Yuming was confused. He looked at the Iron Root as well to find the issue, but confirmed Elder Tianshen's words to be true. "Right away, Elder."