As he spoke, Hua Yubo delivered his speech with great emotion.
Behind him, ten elderly men with dignified and otherworldly bearing came up on stage one after another. Nangong Ziyan looked at them one by one and saw that her master, Tian Nanxing, was among them. It was really strange that her master was a pharmacist judge.
Tian Haoze also perked up and secretly sent a message to Bei Minghaotian.
"Haotian, I've been at the island lord's mansion for two days and haven't been able to find any trace of Beiming Yaowei. Beiming Yaowei is very vigilant."
Bei Ming Haotian glanced at Tian Haoze and replied in secret, "It's alright. He's like a frightened bird right now, he'll soon slip up."
"I'm sure everyone is familiar with the competition rules. Every year there are competitions for both potions and cultivation. Today is the potion-making competition. What our world lacks most is potion-makers. Very few people have the talent to become potion-makers. Behind me, the island lord, are high-level potion-makers who have passed through the Heavenly Tribulation. They are the judges for each year's potion-making competition. The potions you all concoct will be rigorously reviewed by the ten potion-makers behind me. The top three winners will be fortunate enough to become the judges' apprentices. And today, we are fortunate to have the young lords and city lords from various continents here as well. They have the potential to become highly respected potion-makers in their respective continents. Those with potential will also become students of our Lingxian Island Academy and learn potion-making from the other five potion-makers."
Hua Yubo turned around and looked at the ten elderly men behind him. He nodded to them before turning back to look at the audience.
"Now, all participating pharmacists, please come to the stage. Each of the ten judges has a wooden box in front of them with the level and name of the potion to be refined. The necessary medicinal materials are all on the stage. If your cultivation level exceeds the level set by the judges, you may use the medicinal materials you brought to refine a more precious potion to participate in the competition. Pharmacists for the first round, please prepare to go on stage."
After Hua Yubo finished speaking, many people went up on stage, each with a confident expression on their face.
Nangong Ziyan squinted at Hua Yubo. In truth, this Fengyun Competition wasn't very interesting. However, the fairest thing about it was that no one was distinguished by status or identity. As long as you had talent, courage, and ability, you could participate in the alchemist competition. Those with potential would be kept in their Lingxian Island academy for various reasons, firstly for their studies, and secondly to expand the strength of Lingxian Island. For some people who had no place to stay, they would be extremely grateful to Hua Yubo.
One after another, pharmacists began to prepare to go on stage to start the competition. The venue was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of pharmacists, but many pharmacists would not choose to compete in the first round. Instead, they would wait until they were eliminated in the first round before slowly going on stage to compete.
After the first round of competition, it is usually the pharmacists from each continent who compete, and the winners from each continent can demonstrate the strength of their respective continents.
"Yan'er, didn't you also want to participate in the competition?" Nangong Jingqi leaned forward and asked Nangong Ziyan in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, Nangong Ziyan felt a little guilty. She was already a high-level Heavenly-grade pharmacist. If she wanted to advance further, she would have to pass the Heavenly-grade level and become a Saint-grade pharmacist. However, not every pharmacist could safely pass the Heavenly Tribulation, especially someone with a low cultivation level like her. Moreover, there were almost no people who had passed the Heavenly-grade level at her age. For a moment, she didn't know what to do. The main problem was that her parents and two brothers didn't know that she was already a high-level Heavenly-grade pharmacist. During this time, with the medicine formulas left by Master Nanxing and the guidance on the formulas, she was able to refine medicines with ease. Her family always thought that she was still at the mid-level Profound-grade pharmacist level. She didn't know if it was appropriate to rush into it like this.
"Second brother, let's wait and see! Look, there are tens of thousands of people participating in the competition. If Yan'er can't stand out from the crowd, how embarrassing would that be!" Nangong Ziyan stuck out her pink tongue. She didn't need anyone to recognize her abilities. She didn't have to participate in the competition either. The bigger the tree, the more the wind blows. She had lived two lifetimes and couldn't possibly not understand this principle.
"Yan'er, go! Although Master Nanxing is already your master, it's still important to prove your abilities, and it will also bring honor to the South Sea Glazed Palace. Our South Sea Glazed Palace's pharmacists have never won first place."
"Shut up. The competition between the continents is just for mutual learning, not for showing off. Yan'er is still young, and she will have plenty of opportunities in the future."
Nangong Ruichen did not think it was a good thing for Nangong Ziyan to go on stage to participate in the competition. Given Yan'er's current status, it was not appropriate for her to show her face in public.
“Brother, strength is the face of each continent! Our South Sea Glazed Palace has never won a single alchemist competition, and we can only get third place in the cultivation competition. We have to think about the South Sea Glazed Palace!” Nangong Jingqi said, unwilling to give up.
Bei Ming Haotian sat between them, feeling very uncomfortable. If it weren't for Nangong Ziyan sitting next to him, he would have been unable to sit still long ago. Moreover, the piercing gazes behind him made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"Qi'er, shut up." Sima Jiaorong scolded. As she passed Bei Minghaotian's waist, a jade pendant caught her attention. Her heart pounded. How could he have that jade pendant?
"Mother, what's wrong?" Nangong Ziyan asked immediately with concern when she saw her mother's sudden change in expression.
"Ah! Yan'er, Mother is alright." Sima Jiaorong concealed her emotions and said with a forced smile.
Nangong Ziyan clearly didn't believe what she said. Did her mother see something?
With a "ding-dong," the stage was already filled with rows of pharmacists. Most of them had already selected their medicinal materials and were preparing to concoct potions, which also interrupted Nangong Ziyan's thoughts.
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