"Also, every time I see her at Danhui, no matter what she's doing, she's always the first to notice me coming. She'll even stop what she's doing, too nervous to look up... Don't you think this counts as evidence?"

The more Zheng Hui spoke, the more confident he became, almost beaming with joy.

Qi Danshi felt something was wrong. "These are just your feelings, right? Did she tell you anything in person? And she said she has a husband and a daughter. It doesn't seem fake..."

"She didn't say anything to me, but is there any need to say it? When it comes to things between men and women, isn't it just a look from her and a look from me, and we just need to understand each other?" Zheng Hui asked back.

Master Qi Dan was speechless.

He now seemed to understand why Master Ren Dan turned around and left.

Because it seems a bit difficult to communicate with Master Zheng Dan.

So he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. Instead, he turned around and left.

"Look, Master Qi Dan also agrees with what I said." Zheng Hui raised his eyebrows and said to another female alchemist who was watching the fun next to him.

The alchemist gave a dry laugh as a perfunctory response, then turned and left.

After thinking about it, she went to find Ren Muqing and repeated Zheng Hui's words to her.

Ren Muqing opened his mouth in astonishment after hearing this. "Ah... that's not what I meant! That day in the lecture, he said something wrong without realizing it, and I thought it was funny. But he saw me, and I felt it was impolite, so I lowered my head... And I didn't say anything when I saw him, because his eyes were so... I was so uncomfortable under that kind of gaze, I had to avoid him."

The female alchemist was amazed. "So that's how it is. He's really good at making up his own mind... Master Ren, I don't think he'll understand what you're saying. If you want him to give up, why not bring your husband here directly? If you don't have a husband, you can also find a male cultivator to pretend to be your husband."

"I really have a family now, and a daughter..."

"You're not going to say your daughter is that President Ning, are you?" The female alchemist found it amusing. "No wonder Danshi Zheng didn't believe it after hearing it. Even I think this excuse is too outrageous. You should find a more plausible excuse to reject him."

Ren Muqing sighed helplessly.

The exchange meeting will start soon.

There were too many people present. The presidents of various cities had all come and were all sitting down below. It was so crowded that it was almost impossible to keep track of them.

The person from the General Dan Association stood on the stage, first motivated everyone, and then talked about the arrangements for this exchange meeting.

Today's event is purely for communication, openly conducted at the fourth level of Tiandi Xuanhuang. Everyone is welcome to speak freely, focusing solely on topics related to the Dao of Alchemy. Whether you have new discoveries or questions, feel free to ask and share.

Those who perform outstandingly will be awarded extra points, while those who perform poorly or do not speak at all will be deducted points.

They are all colleagues, and you can tell whether they are good or not as soon as they open their mouths. You can't pretend. If you just want to fish in troubled waters, you will also be counted as a poor performer.

In this way, everyone will speak more frequently in order to show themselves, and the more they speak, the more their level will be exposed.

Therefore, today's communication is to test the basics. It is easy to test whether the foundation is solid.

The elixir will be refined tomorrow, and will be done for three consecutive days. It will depend on both your skills and your physical fitness.

The reason why it depends on physical fitness is that real magic grass will also be very tiring, and people with poor physical strength will collapse halfway.

If you can't bear it now, then Xiancao Club will be even worse off.

Feng Lai was sitting in the audience, and next to her sat several young boys and girls who were her good friends, all of whom were also extremely talented.

"Feng Lai, will the Ning Zhishui you mentioned come too?"

The girl in yellow thought of something and leaned over to ask.

Feng Lai shook her head. "No way. She is a very powerful weapon master. Although she knows a lot about alchemy, she may not be able to refine pills."

Everyone who can come here has a rank, the lowest being the yellow rank, or someone who can break through to the yellow rank soon.

Although Ning Zhishui is very capable, she is already a weapon master. Can she still pass the exam to become a yellow-level alchemist?

Feng Lai felt that Ning Zhishui probably acquired her knowledge from reading books, and she was probably not capable of actually refining the elixir.

"What a pity. You said she could guide you in writing the recipe for the elixir. If she could come, then our Jiang Baizhou Immortal Herb Society would have a better chance." The girl in yellow sighed.

"We'll probably come in last place again at this year's Immortal Grass Festival."

The young man next to him was not optimistic. "There are too many geniuses in the other two continents. Compared with us, they are almost overwhelming! I heard that there is a ten-year-old who can create his own pill formula. I don't know if it's true. If it's true, what level of monster must he be!"

Feng Lai couldn't help but gasp.

She was already considered a treasure by her family because she could create her own pill formula at the age of twelve, but someone else was already...

There is always someone better than you.

Dad is right. I can't be impetuous. I have to be down-to-earth and serious.

"Who says we're incapable? Although we don't have a ten-year-old who can create his own pill formula, we do have a fifteen-year-old Xuan-level president!" The yellow-shirted girl chuckled, "Creating a pill formula is nothing. Being able to refine the pill is a real skill. Maybe that person is not as good as President Ning in terms of martial arts skills!"

"President Ning...why is his last name Ning?" Feng Lai tilted her head. "I wonder if it's related to Ning Zhishui."

"How is it possible? They both have the surname Ning. Could they be sisters? Which family is so powerful that they can produce two geniuses with different paths?" The male cultivator shook his head.

Feng Lai also thought it was impossible, "It must have been a coincidence."

Soon, topics corresponding to the four grades came up.

Since it is a communication, we must first have a topic to start with, so that everyone can extend their discussion and reduce awkward moments.

As usual, the topic chosen was the fragments of the elixir recipe.

There are many lost recipes for pills that have not been passed down. The selected fragments were either incomplete when they were passed down, or not even incomplete. Only the name of the pill, the efficacy, and one or two main ingredients in it were known. Then, the power of many heavenly-level alchemists was gathered to fill in the gaps, but none of them were complete.

Bringing these out for discussion can not only test whether people are knowledgeable, but also give people a chance to try their luck.

There was once an exchange meeting in history where everyone brainstormed and successfully completed the incomplete text and deduced the real recipe for the elixir!

Well, that exchange meeting was not Jiang Baizhou’s, but Cang Qingzhou’s.

The three levels of alchemists, Earth, Xuan and Huang, were separated, each level in one area, and they did not interfere with each other.

There is at least one heaven-level alchemist in charge of each area, and several earth-level alchemists and many seniors from famous and upright sects will also watch and give scores.

Because of the small number of Heavenly Grade Alchemists, the communication time is scheduled for the end, and must be completed after the third level of the Earth Xuanhuang Monitor has completed the communication.