The Pill King looked at Su Mu, who was speaking with such confidence, and his face turned from green to purple with anger. Yet, he couldn't refute him, as it was he who had agreed to refine pills for Su Mu and become an honorary pill refiner for Canglan's Guild. Most importantly, Su Mu hadn't said anything wrong.

But to think that he, the dignified Pill King, had fallen to the point where he needed guidance from a junior in pill refining and was even scolded to his face—it was truly pathetic.

"Canglan, have you ever refined the Nine-Pattern Spirit Nurturing Pill?" The Pill King took deep breaths and asked.

Su Mu shook his head. No? The Pill King couldn't understand. How could he know so much about temperature control if he hadn't refined it before?