"Haotian, the competition is about to begin!" Nangong Ziyan was somewhat surprised by the grand scene. Although there were few pharmacists in the world, it was quite a sight to see them all gathered together!
"Okay! Go ahead and compete if you want." Bei Ming Haotian didn't say much more. Whatever she wanted to do, he would clear all obstacles for her.
"Do you really want Yan'er to go? If Yan'er gets first place, won't you feel pressured by the halo and her pretty face?"
Nangong Ziyan tilted her head back, beaming with a radiant smile.
"It is the competition that fuels passion. If you think your face is the most charming in the world, then let me tell you, you are wrong. There are countless beauties in the world..."
"Ugh!" Bei Minghaotian groaned as the pain in his toes caused him to cry out.
Nangong Ziyan smiled smugly, "Look, a woman can be this willful. So what if there are beauties all over the world? I, Nangong Ziyan, am one of a kind. If you dare to fantasize about other women, you'll lose your life."
Nangong Ziyan said in a low, smug voice, but no matter how softly she spoke, everyone around her could hear her.
"Yan'er, don't be silly."
Nangong Ruichen quickly spoke up to stop him, but he was actually quite happy inside. The Demon Lord was very indulgent towards Yan'er, his sister, and all he wanted was for her to be happy.
"Okay!" Nangong Ziyan obediently sat down.
Sima Jiaorong, however, was absent-minded, glancing unintentionally at the crescent-shaped mutton-fat jade pendant on Bei Minghaotian's body from time to time.
"Huh, why are so many people leaving?" Nangong Ziyan looked at the people who kept getting up, completely bewildered.
"They failed to refine the potions. Some people, in order to win, often choose potion formulas that are higher than their own cultivation level, but this often backfires. In the end, only two or three people can refine the potions that the judges write down."
Nangong Ruichen spoke up to explain.
"Oh! I see." Nangong Ziyan nodded as if she understood.
Baili Yuechan glanced at Nangong Ziyan; she had witnessed their entire interaction.
However, before killing Nangong Ziyan, she wanted to see what level this so-called pharmacist was at. Seeing her smug look made her angry.
"Wow! It hasn't even been half an hour yet, and there are already only two or three people left. This is too exaggerated." Nangong Ziyan looked at each person who came down from the stage, and their faces were full of disappointment. They had come from afar, and this result was a huge blow to them.
The crowd erupted in waves of cheers, each louder than the last, some angry, some furious, and some delighted.
The ten judges on stage were also whispering among themselves, some even shaking their heads in regret.
"The Fengyun Competition is extremely tough. Unless you can truly stand out from so many people, years of preparation will all be in vain."
Nangong Ruichen further explained that he actually hoped Yan'er would give up the idea of competing. After all, not many people knew Yan'er's identity, but once Yan'er stepped onto the stage, most people in the world would recognize her. With the Demon Lord by her side, those people wouldn't dare to act rashly. If she lost her protection, he really couldn't imagine what would happen...
"In the first round, there are three winners. They have each refined a potion formula for a Venerable, namely Martial, Spirit, and Profound. The potions have been delivered to the three Venerables. The results will be announced after the second round of the competition. Now, the second round of the competition begins."
Hua Yubo personally oversaw the entire process.
Nangong Ziyan frowned. How could there be no Heaven-level alchemists among so many people?
At this moment, Baili Yuechan stood up, walked to Nangong Ziyan, and said with a smile, "Miss Nangong, it's time for the second round of the competition. I heard that Miss Nangong is also a pharmacist. Why don't you go up and have a match?"
Although Baili Yuechan had a smile on her face, her eyes were full of provocation. When she turned to Beiming Haotian, her face was full of tenderness and honeymoon. Anyone who saw it could tell what she was thinking. Not only Nangong Ziyan saw this, but Baili Jun'ao also noticed it.
Baili Jun'ao smiled and said, "Baili Yuechan, you are also a person with emotions and desires." He thought her heart was made of stone, and that she could kill as many people as she wanted without even blinking.
"A friendly spar?" Nangong Ziyan looked up at Baili Yuechan.
Did she want to spar with her? Nangong Ziyan smiled confidently, and in that instant, Baili Yuechan suddenly felt that Nangong Ziyan was more capable than she had imagined.
Nangong Ziyan suddenly leaned close to Baili Yuechan's ear and said, "It's fine if the princess wants to have a friendly competition, but the princess's skills in seducing men have reached a new level."
Baili Yuechan listened with her smile unchanged, and said softly, "Does Miss Nangong dare?"
Nangong Ziyan smiled disdainfully, "Why wouldn't I dare? Princess, please. I'll be there shortly."
"I've been waiting for Miss Nangong."
Before turning around, Baili Yuechan gave a slight bow and bid farewell to Beiming Haotian.
Nangong Ziyan turned around and glared fiercely at the culprit.
Bei Ming Haotian looked at her innocently. He hadn't done anything, yet he had still managed to make her furious.
"Yan'er, do you really want to go up and compete?"
Sima Jiaorong asked with some concern.
As a woman herself, how could she not see through Baili Yuechan's thoughts? It's not a problem if she has thoughts, but it's a problem if she interferes and causes harm to Yan'er.
"Yes, Mother."
Nangong Ziyan nodded. She wanted to show Baili Yuechan her abilities so that she wouldn't always look down on her.
"Yan'er, don't force yourself. Just do your best. I know you don't care about these titles, but this is also an opportunity to learn."
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