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The crowd seemed to heave a sigh of relief at this as if they had expected this to happen.

‘There would be nothing special about alchemy if anyone could master it just like that! Eliam stood up. "Are you saying that you failed at pill-making, then?" Everyone looked at Wilbur, waiting for him to speak up.

Eliam's wrath would be unleashed on Wilbur the second he admitted he had failed. There was no way the chairman was going to let this shameless young man go either, not until he drew his last breath.

Amon and the others were practically on the edge of their seats. They would have rushed over if they were not wary of

Wilbur's Ambience level power. This man Was out to ruin their plan, and there was no way he was getting out of there alive.

Just as everyone was waiting for Wilbur to speak up, he said, "They might be defective, but they're far better than the shit your master made." He tossed the pill he was holding back into the cauldron after that. According to his Dragonsoul's memories, there were supposed to be some runes on the pills after they were completed to improve their overall quality and shelf life.

His Dragonsoul's memories deemed any.

pill without runes on them useless. A truly brilliant pill might even have a small formation formed by the runes to protectit.

Such pills could not be consumed without the permission of the pill maker and consuming them by force would cause the pills to explode.

Although the Spiritual Pills that Wilbur had made were considered defective to his Dragonsoul, they were miles ahead of the garbage that Eliam's master had made.

Wilbur's powerful spirit energy and spiritual energy control had completely stripped the pills of their impurities, condensing all of the medicinal powers in their purest forms. That alone was probably something that no one in this day and age was capable of.

Wilbur's words shocked everyone else.

Was he telling the truth? Eliam was furious, marching up to the cauldron and snatching up one of the Spiritual Pills init. He refused to believe that Wilbur knew a thing about alchemy.

Eliam had dedicated his life to alchemy but was still incapable of producing a complete Spiritual Pill. How could this young man have done it?

Yet just as he took a closer look at ‘Wilbur's Spiritual Pill, Eliam's expression froze before turning into one of shock.

Bruce, Amon, and the others were looking at the Spiritual Pill in Eliam's hand as well. The other people in the room crowded over, wanting to take a look for themselves.

The Spiritual Pill Eliam was holding was a ich yellow in color. It emitted a faint glowand a tantalizing fragrance that lingered, filling one with comfort at the slightest whiff.

Just then, the cultivators who had managed to get one of the Spiritual Pills made by Eliam's master took another look at their purchase. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

These pills were dull and did not glow, even tasting slightly bitter. It was clear they were on a different level from Wilbur's.

What an embarrassment.

‘The bidders began to regret spending all that money on Eliam's Spiritual ills Seven million dollars was no small amount of money. They were far better off buying Wilbur's.

Leonard was in shock himself, staring at the Spiritual Pill he had just bought. The comparison was something he could hardly believe.

Catelyn clapped a hand over her mouth, unable to get a word out. She was a part of the industry as well and was more than capable of telling a good pill from a bad one. Wilbur's Spiritual Pill was in a league of its own compared to the one made by Eliam's master. How had he done it? ‘The two ladies next to Leonard were dumbfounded, staring at Wilbur blankly.

Bruce's expression turned stern. He strode up to Eliam, taking the pill from him and looking at it closely.

Wilbur chuckled. "How's that? Not bad,

huh?"