After the figures of the Four Vajras vanished from sight, Wang Bosong, Silver Granny, Old Jiu, and the others quickly gathered around, their eyes filled with urgency and curiosity.
"Ye Chen, are you truly able to refine Pill of the Heavenly Grade now?" Wang Bosong could not hold back his question, his voice carrying a subtle, imperceptible tremor.
In the cultivation world, a Heavenly Grade Pill is an extremely rare existence. Its value cannot be measured in money; for cultivators, it is a treasure of which they dream.
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