Chapter 924: We Really Are Refining Divine Pills

Neither Silver Moon Chant nor Red Phosphorus could tell exactly how many Dao Patterns were on the Condensing Medicine Cup; a closer inspection was needed to discern their number. They did a rough estimate in their heads and figured there were at least two hundred or so. That's a ton of Dao Patterns... Didn't the Condensing Medicine Cup used to have just two? How come there are suddenly so many now? Silver Moon Chant and Red Phosphorus were perplexed. Maybe this isn't even the real Condensing Medicine...