The inner disciples were all pleasantly surprised and looked at Li Huilong with admiration.
Ye Feng, who was meditating and practicing his internal energy, suddenly opened his eyes.
Just now, on a whim, he suddenly felt a sense of unease.
"It seems someone is plotting something against me. Is it those fairies from the Minghui Sect? No, no, no, this is the territory of the Sun Sect after all. No matter how bold they are, they wouldn't dare to pull any tricks here."
"In that case, it can only be Li Huilong? Tomorrow's competition will not be smooth sailing."
Night Wind muttered to itself, but there was no worry on its face; instead, a smile appeared on its lips.
Daylight broke.
Ye Feng and Zhao Ruyan arrived at the dining hall together.
As expected, they encountered Li Huilong and those inner disciples again.
Upon seeing Ye Feng, Li Huilong immediately walked over with a cold smile.
"Feng Ye, you were in big trouble yesterday. You only managed to refine the Soul Cleansing Pill when the time was almost up. You might not pass the test today if you're like this," Li Huilong said sarcastically.
The inner disciples following behind Li Huilong also began to mock him.
"It takes so much effort to refine a sixth-grade spirit pill. Can you even refine a seventh-grade spirit pill today?"
"Don't take on a job you're not qualified for. You should pack your things and get out of here."
"Perhaps what we're saying isn't pleasant to hear, but we're doing this for your own good. If you leave now, at least you can save face. But if you're eliminated from the alchemy competition, you'll really lose face."
Zhao Ruyan was very dissatisfied with what Li Huilong and these outer disciples said, and felt indignant on behalf of Ye Feng.
But she was just a Qi Movement Realm martial artist, a mere outer disciple of the Sun Sect, and dared not offend these people, so she could only endure it.
Ye Feng, however, didn't seem to care at all and said calmly, "Well, thank you all for your concern, but I'm not leaving. Since I'm already here, I'll stay and continue at the Alchemy Conference."
"You can't reason with a damned devil!" an inner disciple sneered, speaking without any politeness.
Li Huilong laughed and said, "Feng Ye, since you want to continue participating in this alchemy competition, I won't stop you. Just don't complain when you get eliminated."
After saying that, Li Huilong walked right past Ye Feng and strode away into the distance.
Those inner disciples also gave Ye Feng a cold look before leaving without any politeness.
Zhao Ruyan sighed and said, "Master Feng, don't let them affect your mood. Just do your best."
"Don't worry, I'm not that bad at handling pressure. Li Huilong and the others' sarcastic remarks won't affect me much," Ye Feng said with a smile.
Zhao Ruyan blinked and looked at Ye Feng curiously.
Pressure resistance?
Why does this Master Feng always come up with some seemingly nonsensical yet surprisingly insightful words?
How novel!
Could these words be the dialect of Master Feng's hometown?
Zhao Ruyan was very curious about where Ye Feng was from, but such matters were quite secretive, and casually asking about them would be tantamount to probing into someone's background.
So after a moment's thought, she suppressed her curiosity and gave up on asking further questions.
In the central square, most of the alchemists had already arrived.
Although there were no qualified alchemists yesterday, and some of them left in a huff, they were only a very small minority.
The vast majority of alchemists are here, even those who didn't pass yesterday are waiting here to observe alchemy.
"Brother Feng, you must succeed!" Wang Lin shouted to the night wind.
Night Breeze smiled and nodded at him in response.
Wang Lin's voice was loud, attracting the attention of many people, who then looked towards Ye Feng.
Among them were several fairies from the Minghui Sect.
The fairies of the Minghui Sect were all furious, looking at Ye Feng with cold faces. Only Li Xiuzhen, the eldest disciple of the Minghui Sect, remained calm, glancing at Ye Feng before looking away.
Ye Feng didn't even glance at the group of fairies, treating them like they were invisible.
"Everyone has arrived, Elder Li."
Chen Xinghe stood on the stage and bowed to Li Tianfeng.
Li Tianfeng nodded in satisfaction and announced loudly, "The second round of this alchemy competition is about to begin! Today's topic is the seventh-grade spiritual pill, the Wind-Moving Cloud Pill, and the time limit is also two hours! I already explained the rules yesterday, so I won't repeat them today!"
As soon as Li Tianfeng finished speaking, many outer disciples presented medicinal herbs to the alchemists present.
One of the female disciples glanced at Li Huilong on the platform as she passed by.
Li Huilong nodded slightly to her.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately looked away; the whole process was very brief.
However, Chen Xinghe still noticed this scene.
At first, Chen Xinghe didn't realize the problem. He just thought that the female disciple might have some kind of affair with Li Huilong. But when he saw the female disciple carrying a tray and heading towards Ye Feng, he immediately understood what was going on!
Chen Xinghe's heart jumped into his throat.
The medicinal herbs have now been delivered to Ye Feng, and the next step is to inspect them.
Ye Feng picked up the medicinal herbs on the tray and examined them. A barely perceptible sneer appeared on his face.
"Is there a problem with the medicinal herbs?" Hong Lunhai asked.
"Um."
The night breeze nodded slightly.
Several of the medicinal herbs in the tray had problems, with significant loss of their medicinal properties.
If any other alchemist were to use such medicinal herbs to refine pills, they would definitely fail; there would be absolutely no chance of success.
However, these medicinal herbs are completely different in Ye Feng's hands.
With Ye Feng's abilities, he could completely refine and concentrate these medicinal herbs to the maximum extent, thereby extracting all their medicinal properties.
With this in mind, refining the Wind-Moving Cloud Pill will be no problem at all!
Not only can Ye Feng do it, but Hong Lun Hai can do it too. Hong Lun Hai is, after all, a tenth-grade alchemist. Although he is not as good as Ye Feng, he is not far behind.
"Should we change the medicinal herbs?" Hong Lunhai asked again.
Ye Feng looked up at Li Huilong on the high platform and said, "No need. Li Huilong is clearly plotting against me. Proposing to change the medicinal herbs will probably cause more trouble. Although these medicinal herbs have lost a lot of their medicinal properties, they are not unusable yet. Let's just make do with them for now."
"Damn Li Huilong," Hong Lunhai cursed.
“He will pay the price, and I promise I will make him die in front of you,” Night Wind said.
Hong Lunhai finally suppressed his anger.
The inspection process was over, and none of the alchemists present raised any objections, indicating that there were no problems with the other people's medicinal materials.
On the high platform, Chen Xinghe looked puzzled.
Why didn't Feng Ye suggest changing the medicinal herbs? Could it be that I'm overthinking things, and Li Huilong didn't arrange for that female disciple to secretly sabotage Feng Ye?
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