"You only need a little over two hours to refine a level-11 mystic breakthrough pill?" Why did he keep hearing other people exclaim excitedly that such-and-such great master worked his heart out for three days and two nights to refine a level-10, level-11 mystic breakthrough pill, and it only took a minute for it to be snatched away at auctions for a high price?
Consequently, Qiao Mu rolled her eyes at Duan Yue. "You want to tire people to death by needing more than two hours to refine a level-11 mystic breakthrough pill? What I mean is, refining the mystic breakthrough pill and blood stasis dispersing pill will probably take a little over two hours all together."
Mo Lian's mouth twitched, but he also couldn't help but be amused upon catching a glimpse of Duan Yue's mouth gaping wide open from shock.
"You're so ignorant. Look at who we're talking about. Could other people even compare to my wife's gift for pill refining?" Mo Lian harrumphed, rebuking Duan Yue.
