Divine Thought Hall, Alchemy Pavilion, inside an Alchemy Room.
"Deacon Gu, are you sure this is a tier-two elixir?"
A middle-aged man in a white robe, seething with anger, glared at Deacon Gu.
This person, named Shen Yufeng, was a tier-two Alchemist.
However, he didn't exhibit the transcendent quality of an alchemist; instead, he looked somewhat disheveled, with his pristine white robe stained with a considerable amount of black ash.
"It should be."
Deacon Gu wasn't too certain either.
Originally, Ling Chen simply left the elixir recipe, and he wasn't an alchemist, so he really couldn't judge whether it was a tier-two elixir or not.
"Master Shen, please calm down. I have already sent someone to invite that person over."
Just then, there was a knock at the door from outside.
"Come in!"
Shen Yufeng said irritably.
A young man in a green robe strode in.
"Deacon Gu, you wanted to see me?"
Ling Chen asked.
"Young Master Ling, you've finally arrived."
