As Tang Rao imagined, his first batch of elixir pills, under his skillful hands, directly produced more than thirty pills with different uses.
The pills, varying in shape and purpose, coming from a single batch, is a craft that, apart from Tang Rao, others wouldn't even dare to dream of.
"Wow, such lousy craftsmanship, yet they are all fourth-grade pills, not a single third-grade, more than thirty pills, heavens truly favor me."
Tang Rao almost knelt on the ground, thanking the heavens for gifting him extraordinary talent.
"For the second batch, I'm going for some fifth-grade pills."
He knew well that haste makes waste; to craft top-notch elixir pills step by step, he needed to practice with pills of other grades first. That way, getting to the sixth grade or even attempting the seventh would be an easy feat.
