Is This Young Friend Really... An Alchemist? (3)

The approaching dark clouds were ferocious and dense, or rather, viscous, resembling a mass of ink that sprawled menacingly across the sky.

This scene left onlookers astonished, prompting them to lift their gazes in unison.

Even many alchemists who were taking a break were stirred. They stepped out onto the balconies outside their respective alchemy chambers, gazing up at the sky.

"What a dense calamity cloud!"

"Which grandmaster is concocting pills?"

"This pill must be at the ninth-level grandmaster level, right? No, it must be a supreme-rank pill. A ninth-level pill wouldn't be able to gather such a terrifying calamity cloud."

"Supreme-rank pill! Which grandmaster-level peak alchemist is concocting it?"

"I think that ever since Grandmaster Wang Teng made a supreme-rank pill half a year ago, no other grandmasters have made a supreme-rank pill, right?"