"Is there something wrong with my sense of smell?" Tian Xiaogui blinked and asked with uncertainty.
Feng Wenshan didn't argue with him for once, and shook her head. "I don't think so. I smell it too."
"But isn't this the Martial Arts World?" Tian Xiaogui was still in disbelief.
As far as they knew, the cultivation resources and the level of alchemists in the Martial Arts World were much worse than in the Upper Martial Arts World.
To the people of the Upper Martial Arts World, the pills refined by the alchemists of the Martial Arts World were like trash.
Of course, although this analogy was a bit exaggerated, according to their observations after arriving here, the level of alchemists in the Martial Arts World was indeed not good.
However, the two pills in Qiu Ming's hands instantly subverted their previous understanding.
