"Mysterious Profundity Ninth Layer? Pfft."
The guests in attendance burst into collective laughter.
"Kid, even though I don't know which family's son you are, please come down now, don't embarrass yourself."
"A Mid Fifth-grade pill recipe, even the geniuses from the Hu, Zhong, and Zhou families step back at the sight."
"You, with your Ninth-layer Mysterious Profundity Cultivation, let's not even say whether you are an Alchemist. Even if you were, at best, you could only reach Peak of Fourth-grade, how could you possibly refine it successfully?"
The crowd shook their heads, some out of kindness advised Xiao Yi,
lest he lose face in public.
Others, taking delight in his misfortune, directly said, "Failing the refining and wasting the materials is a minor issue."
"I'm just afraid this kid will waste the City Lord's time."
"Kid, come down, don't waste everyone's time," said the guests discontentedly.
On the stage, Hu, Zhong, and Zhou chuckled to themselves.
