Everyone selected the medicinal herbs in an orderly manner and then returned to their seats. Qin Feifei glanced at Mu Ruyue and took out the alchemy furnace with a sneer.

A red alchemy furnace appeared in front of her, and then she raised her palm slightly, and a cluster of bright flames began to dance on her palm.

"This time, I must defeat that woman."

Otherwise, how could she have the face to stay here?

As the alchemy began, everyone had already focused their attention on the elixir, so no one noticed that the man in black robe quietly took out a porcelain bottle. A trace of colorless and odorless gas came out of the porcelain bottle, and after the colorless and odorless gas passed over the medicinal materials, the herbs actually withered little by little.

“What…what happened?”

"Why did my herbs wither?"

"It's over, it's all over now..."

Everyone was shocked, and despair appeared on their faces.

If they were too late to prepare the herbs, would they lose the game before it even started? How could they accept this?

"What's going on!" Old Huo's face darkened slightly and he stood up from his seat. He glanced at the man in black robe and his gaze darkened little by little.

"Just now I felt that this man in black robe was strange. Could it be that he was the one who did this?"

But without evidence, even Old Huo had no solution. Moreover, not only the other people's herbs, but even the black-robed man's own herbs had withered. If his herbs hadn't withered, it would be fine...

The man in black robe sneered. No matter whether the organizer had time to prepare the medicinal materials or not, he would not let these people start preparing the potion successfully. The winner of this competition could only be him!

"No!" Qin Feifei looked at the withered herbs in front of her, her delicate face suddenly turned pale. She bit her lips tightly and her body trembled. "Why...why is it like this? I can't accept it! I didn't even get into the top three in the first three times. I wanted to wash away my shame this time, why did I not even qualify for the competition?"

She was really unwilling to give up. The Alchemy Conference would only be held every few years. If she missed this one, she would have to wait a few days for another chance.

"Ahem," Huo Lao coughed twice, looked around with sharp eyes, and said lightly, "Everyone, since something unexpected has happened in the game, then this game will be postponed until..."

“Wait!”

Before he finished speaking, Ling Tian took two steps forward. Under the black robe, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "As an alchemist, I have to deal with unexpected events by myself. In this case, there must be a way to solve the withering of medicinal materials."

"What do you have in mind?" asked Old Huo with a gloomy face.

Ling Tian sneered and walked back to his seat without saying anything more. He slowly raised his hand.

His fingers were long and beautiful, with distinct bones. A faint green light lingered on his palms and gradually penetrated into the medicinal herbs. After a while, the originally withered herbs showed a glimmer of life.

"The legendary method of nourishing medicine with Qi!" He Lao stood up with a bang, looking at Ling Tian with a sullen face, "You are that person's disciple!"

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"Yes, I am that man's disciple, and my name is not Ling Tian." His face was always shrouded by the black-robed man, so no one could see his expression. "You should be familiar with my name, that man's favorite disciple, Ling Ye."