The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy, so thick with hostility you could smell it from streets away. Standing to one side, Yao Wuchen frowned. As the Hall Master of the Medicine Hall, he shouldn't interfere, but Shen Haoran was the one who had won the title of Pill Emperor. Not only that, during the third round of the test, he had refined a Seventh Grade Elixir—one that produced a Pill Cloud—in a single day. This made Yao Wuchen appreciate his talent greatly.
But just as Yao Wuchen prepared to step forward and speak on Shen Haoran's behalf, Shen Haoran—who had been shielded by Long Xiaotian and Xuan Potian—slowly dragged himself forward. He looked up at Bai Zhennan in the sky, a cold smirk touching his lips.
