"Grandfather."
Sensing Liao Zhenshan's arrival, Liao Sisi called out respectfully.
Liao Zhenshan didn't look too good. He stared at Lu Zijia, who was in the arena, with his sharp eyes. "That girl surnamed Lu is refining the Mystic Golden Core Pill?"
"Yes, Grandfather."
Liao Sisi nodded and didn't think much of it. "But I'm pletely sure that her alchemy skills haven't reached the Earth level."
If Lu Zijia hadn't reached the Earth Grade, it meant that she couldn't refine the Mystic Golden Core Pill at all.
After all, even her grandfather, a mid-level Earth Grade alchemist, found it a bit difficult to refine the Mystic Golden Core Pill, let alone a Mystic Rank alchemist.
However, after hearing her affirmative words, Liao Zhenshan's expression didn't improve. Instead, it became even gloomier. "Just because you're not an Earth Grade Alchemist doesn't mean you can't refine the Mystic Golden Core Pill."
As an Earth Grade Alchemist for decades, Liao Zhenshan naturally knew that the Mystic Golden Core Pill wasn't an Earth Grade pill, but a high-level Mystic Rank pill.
"Grandfather?"
Liao Sisi looked at her grandfather in confusion, apparently not understanding why her grandfather, who had never taken Lu Zijia seriously, would suddenly worry about her.
"Sisi, you've tripped up this time."
Liao Zhenshan shook his head and couldn't hide the disappointment in his tone. "You shouldn't attack rashly before you pletely understand the strength of the enemy."
Liao Sisi knew that her tricks couldn't be hidden from her grandfather. She just didn't expect her grandfather to not think highly of her plan.
"Grandfather, I don't think I did anything wrong."
Even though Liao Sisi lowered her head, her words were obviously stubborn. "I just underestimated her strength. But this time, I definitely believe that Senior Brother Helian won't lose."
Because she had already seen that Helian Qiguang had the Wood Spirit Fruit powder in his hand. Coupled with the soul-strengthening pills he took before, she firmly believed that Helian Qiguang had a high chance of winning.
In fact, if he didn't know the information he found out, Liao Zhenshan would also be as confident as his granddaughter, confident that his eldest disciple wouldn't lose.
And yet…
"Grandfather underestimated her before too."
Liao Zhenshan's expression gradually became a bit solemn. "My people have already investigated. The three Mystic Golden Core Pills that Du He obtained before came from that girl. Du He sold the three Mystic Golden Core Pills to the head of the Du family in exchange for five sets of spiritual plants to refine the Mystic Golden Core Pills. Those five sets of spiritual plants finally landed in Lu Zijia's hands. Sisi, do you know what this means?"
Liao Zhenshan had never dreamed that his alchemy skills, as the dean of the Alchemy Institute, would be inferior to someone of the same generation as his granddaughter.
He couldn't believe such an oute at all, nor could he accept it!
Liao Sisi subconsciously wanted to deny it, but suddenly, she thought of something and her pupils suddenly constricted as she looked at Lu Zijia in the arena in disbelief.
"If Lu Zijia really has five sets of spiritual plants to refine the Mystic Golden Core Pill, why would she ask others in public?" Liao Sisi said with a trembling voice.
Looking at his granddaughter, Liao Zhenshan knew that she had already guessed it.
However, he still said, "There are two possibilities. One, she has an Earth Grade alchemist behind her. She passed the five sets of spiritual plants to that Earth Grade alchemist. Two, she has already turned those five sets of spiritual plants into pills."
"No, no, it's definitely not the latter. Impossible, impossible!"
Liao Sisi widened her eyes and clenched her fists, her sharp nails digging into her palms.
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