In her eyes, for a man to be so close to Bingqian…. He must not be simple at all.
Ye Zifeng took a firewood from the servants and put it under the cauldron. After lighting it up, he turned to Yang Jing and smiled at her.
“A pill like the Pure Yang Dan is considered a low-mid tier pill. However, do you know why it’s so hard to concoct the pill? Did you master ever tell you why the success rate is so low?”
Yang Jing thought about it and shook her head. She was curious. Failing to concoct a pill is very normal. What reason was there?
Ye Zifeng smiled, “Experts don’t think that this pill is worth their time and beginners don’t know how concoct the pill. As for the people in the middle, they’ve heard too many rumors about this pill and have never truly researched a proper concoction method.
“If i’m not wrong, your master doesn’t want you to understand this. This is why he probably made it look like it was hard to concoct the pill in front of you guys. He wants you guys to figure it out yourselves.”
“This……” Yang Jing had thought about this already. However, if her master wants this, it was for her own good anyways.
“Then how about you? What are you? An expert? A beginner? Or someone in the middle?”