Chapter 659

Bruce turned purple in the face as he stared at the pill, unable to get a word out. Even a layman would be able to tell the difference between the two Spiritual Pills. There was nothing Bruce could say, be it in defense or in denial. The other businessmen and cultivators stared at Wilbur dumbly, unable to believe that this alchemist was so young. He was young, and he had made such a perfect Spiritual Pill… no, ten Spiritual Pills in one go! This man was practically a genius. Eliam's master could hardly compare to Wilbur, let alone Eliam himself. Eliam, Jon, Amon, and the rest turned to look at Bruce amidst their shock, waiting for him to say something. It was clear that Wilbur had proven himself, and he had not been exaggerating about his skills in the slightest. Now that the Spiritual Pills were completed, it was time to judge if the Fleeceflower was actually real or not. Of course, these men knew that the Fleeceflower would not be able to pass the inspection for sure. I