"That Feng Ye succeeded in refining the pill?" Li Huilong asked in disbelief.

The inner disciple who came to report the results bowed and said, "Yes, the alchemist named Feng Ye did indeed succeed."

"How is this possible..." Li Huilong's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty.

Chen Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely.

"Hahahaha... Senior Brother, why are you so surprised? Do you think Feng Ye will definitely fail? Or is there some inside story?" Chen Xinghe asked provocatively.

Li Huilong snorted and said, "I'm just surprised by Feng Ye's strength. Feng Ye is a peak Transcendent Realm martial artist with strong combat power, and he's also so proficient in alchemy. I can't help but be surprised."

"Is that really all there is to it?" Chen Xinghe said meaningfully.

Li Huilong would never admit to tampering with the equipment, unless he'd lost his mind!

The competition had come to an end, and Ye Feng and Zhao Ruyan left together.

They hadn't gone far when Wang Lin caught up with them.

"Brother Feng, you really succeeded! I knew you would keep your word!" Wang Lin said, beaming with joy.

"The Wind-Moving Cloud Pill is just a seventh-grade spiritual pill; it's not difficult for me to obtain," Ye Feng said calmly.

No sooner had Ye Feng finished speaking than a disgruntled woman's voice came from behind: "Nothing difficult? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue in the wind?"

"Exactly! We only managed to refine it successfully with just a quarter of an hour left before the final deadline. Is this what you mean by 'no difficulty'?"

"If it were really not difficult, why weren't you the first to refine the Wind-Moving Cloud Pill?"

Ye Feng and Wang Lin looked over and saw that the group of fairies from the Minghui Sect had returned, and the leader was still Li Xiuzhen.

In fact, Ye Feng was the first to refine the Wind-Moving Cloud Pill in today's competition, but it wasn't him who made the move; it was Hong Lun Hai.

But there's no difference at all.

Ye Feng's alchemy skills are even higher than Hong Lun Hai's, after all, his Void Returning Realm cultivation level is undeniable, and Hong Lun Hai can't even come close to him.

If he does it himself, it will be even faster!

"No matter how long it took me to refine the Wind-Moving Cloud Pill, I succeeded, so I won the bet. Ladies of the Minghui Sect, shouldn't you fulfill your bet and apologize to me and Wang Lin?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

So all the fairies from the Minghui faction turned pale.

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Yes, Brother Feng won, and you all lost. According to the bet, you should..."

Before Wang Lin could finish speaking, he was interrupted sharply by a fairy.

"Shut up!"

"You have no right to speak here!"

Then the fairies all looked at Ye Feng, and one of them said coldly, "I admit I underestimated you, but yesterday's bet can't end like this!"

"So what do you want?" Ye Feng asked.

“Let’s continue betting! Best two out of three, so you win the first round!” the fairy said emphatically.

Night Wind said meaningfully, "Best two out of three is fine, but the stakes need to be raised."

"What do you want to bet on?" the fairy asked.

Ye Feng said, "If you want to fulfill your bet now, all you need to do is apologize. But if you want to continue betting, the stakes will have to be higher! How about this, if I win, you will all have to kneel down and kowtow to apologize. If I lose, I will also kneel down and kowtow to apologize to you. How about that?"

"good!"

"Let's do it this way!"

"Then it's settled!"

The group of fairies shouted one after another, staring at Ye Feng with fierce eyes, as if they wished they could devour him alive.

Li Xiuzhen remained silent, just as she had the day before.

Just as Ye Feng and Zhao Ruyan were about to leave, Li Xiuzhen suddenly spoke up: "Master Feng, will you also succeed in refining it tomorrow, with only a quarter of an hour left before the deadline?"

Did Li Xiuzhen see through my hidden strength?

Night Breeze paused for a moment, but quickly recovered.

Even if she sees through my concealment of strength, so what? This woman poses no threat to me whatsoever.

Night Breeze simply ignored her and strode away.

Chen Xinghe arrived not far after they had walked.

Just like yesterday, Chen Xinghe used casual conversation to tell Ye Feng the topic of tomorrow's competition, which was the third competition, through telepathic communication.

"An eighth-grade spiritual pill, the Spirit-Returning Longevity Pill!" Chen Xinghe said through telepathy.

"Thank you for informing me," Ye Feng said with a smile.

Chen Xinghe then asked, "Brother Feng, was there something wrong with the medicinal herbs that female disciple brought you today?"

“There is indeed a problem; the medicinal properties of some of the herbs have been lost. However, it doesn’t affect me much, so I didn’t suggest replacing them,” Ye Feng said.

"If a problem is found, the medicine should be replaced. There's no need to force it. If this happens again, never try to be brave," Chen Xinghe advised.

"Understood." Night Breeze nodded.

Chen Xinghe chuckled and said, "Brother Feng, I admire you more and more. I hope you will live up to my expectations, overcome all obstacles, achieve good results, and join our Sun Sect."

"I will try my best," Ye Feng said with a smile.

Some are happy, some are sad.

In Li Huilong's cultivation cave, the female disciple was kneeling on the ground, her face covered in tears.

"Did you really deliver the problematic medicinal herbs to Feng Ye as instructed by Senior Brother Li?"

"Can you swear you're not lying?"

"If you really sent the problematic medicinal herbs to Feng Ye, why didn't Feng Ye fail?"

Several inner disciples took turns interrogating her. The female disciple trembled with fear, and tears streamed down her face like broken beads.

Li Huilong turned around and looked at the female disciple, saying, "You really sent it over?"

“I delivered it. I did deliver the problematic herbs to Feng Ye as you instructed, Senior Brother Li. I don’t know why he was able to succeed. I really don’t know…” The female disciple shook her head, crying.

Li Huilong forced a smile and helped the female disciple up from the ground, comforting her, "Then it's not your fault. Don't be afraid. Your senior brothers didn't blame you. They were just too angry, so don't mind them."

The female disciple was terrified and dared not utter a word.

She nodded repeatedly, then hurriedly ran outside.

After the female disciple left, Li Huilong slowly said, "It seems that this Feng Ye is indeed quite capable. Even with inferior medicinal materials, he can successfully refine the corresponding pills."

"Then next time we'll give him even worse pills. I don't believe he can conjure up elixirs out of thin air!" an inner disciple said, clenching his fist.

"No."

Li Huilong shook his head and slowly said, "Using inferior medicinal herbs to pass off as superior ones as Feng Ye is already a violation of the rules, and I feel that Chen Xinghe has noticed it. If we repeat the same trick tomorrow and send Ye Feng even worse medicinal herbs, Chen Xinghe will probably expose us directly."