Zheng Ping handed over his pill with satisfaction.

Master Xuan and another alchemist both began to appreciate it.

Xu Xu, a hint of joy appeared in Master Xuan's eyes and said, "Zheng Ping is worthy of being a famous genius in the Mirror Moon Empire. This second-grade spiritual pill, according to my rating, is at least level seven!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present changed their faces.

Level 7!

Zheng Ping is only seventeen years old. It is indeed a talent to be able to refine such a level of spiritual pill!

The alchemist of the Beiming Empire also nodded and said, "It is indeed worth the seventh level assessment!"

Zheng Ping showed a plain smile on his face at this moment, as if he was saying: This is just a basic operation!

But after hearing this, Ming Yong and Ming Yu and his son were not surprised at all.

The evaluation of the seventh level? Is it very high?

And at this moment, a buzzing sound slowly rang.

A sound came slowly above the earth at this moment.
Chapter completed!