But in fact, this is precisely Ning Zhuo's greatest dilemma—he really doesn't have enough time!
Sun Lingtong understood Ning Zhuo's situation very well, so he wasn't surprised to receive such a response from him.
He couldn't figure out anything, but still had a way to deal with it. Immediately, after just one glance, he said, "During the refining, the heat was over by three parts, and the potency was reduced by at least twenty percent."
He shook his head slightly.
The gray-robed cultivator: "..."
He didn't understand either!
Sun Lingtong did not comment on the pill fragrance or pill pattern, only mentioning the alchemy heat and potency. These things are implicit and very difficult to estimate for someone who isn't an alchemist.
Sun Lingtong gambled that the gray-robed cultivator had no significant achievements in alchemy.
He guessed right.
