After the murmurs subsided slightly in the square, the old man continued, "The rules for this selection are simple: the one who successfully refines a Heart-Protecting Pill within two hours, and whose pill is of the highest quality, will be the final winner! Now, I declare the alchemist selection officially open!"
As the old man finished speaking, three people stepped out from the crowd. The appearance of these three alchemists attracted everyone's attention.
An elderly man named Zhao Feng walked slowly to a pill furnace with steady steps, picked up the scroll on it and examined it carefully, nodding and shaking his head from time to time.
Thirty-year-old Sun Yue appeared in everyone's sight in a hurry. She was agile and walked with a brisk pace. She quickly walked to the alchemy furnace, picked up the scroll on it and examined it. Her eagerness made it seem as if she would miss the opportunity if she started refining a moment later.
Chen Lin appeared silently, like an ordinary old man, his entire body shrouded in a black robe. He stood quietly in front of the alchemy furnace, picking up a scroll and flipping through it.
After hearing the old man's voice, Yi Ting glanced at Qin Luo meaningfully before slowly walking out of the crowd.
Her graceful steps accentuated her slender figure to the fullest. Her voluptuous silhouette was perfectly outlined by a pale yellow dress.
When the people around saw Yiting, they couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
Amid the gasps of amazement, many felt a burning desire for her voluptuous figure, an attraction born of primal visual instinct.
Many people were surprised by her youth. After all, in everyone's understanding, alchemists need a long time to accumulate experience and hone their skills, and it was hard to believe that this gentle woman could stand in this selection place.
When Yi Ting saw everyone's eyes focused on her, her face turned pale. This was the first time she had been watched by so many people, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
But when she saw Qin Luo's encouraging gaze, her heart warmed. She then took a deep breath and walked straight to one of the alchemy furnaces, her eyes shining with determination.
As time passed, Zhao Feng, Sun Yue, and Chen Lin put down their scrolls and began to seriously engage in alchemy.
Zhao Feng stood before the alchemy furnace, his gaze calm and composed. He first swiftly formed hand seals, and a stream of spiritual energy slowly flowed from his palms into the bottom of the furnace. Instantly, flames roared within the furnace, and the temperature gradually rose.
Afterwards, Zhao Feng methodically picked up a Spirit Void Grass and examined it carefully. Then, he gently placed it into the alchemy furnace, simultaneously forming hand seals to control the flames and evenly envelop the grass. Under the scorching heat of the flames, the Spirit Void Grass gradually became transparent and began to release a faint glow of spiritual energy.
Sun Yue acted swiftly. She immediately tossed the prepared Spirit Void Grass into the alchemy furnace, then quickly infused it with spiritual energy to ignite the flames. The flames instantly intensified, melting the Spirit Void Grass into a liquid.
Chen Lin's approach was the most peculiar. He first slowly circled the alchemy furnace several times, then took out a strangely shaped stone and placed it at the bottom of the furnace, before channeling spiritual energy into it. The stone, under the influence of the spiritual energy, ignited with a cold, blue flame.
Then he slowly picked up the Spirit Void Grass, put it in, and closed his eyes, seemingly sensing the special connection between the herb and the flame.
Yi Ting looked at the scroll in her hand with some surprise. Although the method for making the Heart-Protecting Pill was incomplete, she had just learned the method from her master in the past two days.
This made her feel that it was too coincidental, but she trusted her master the most. She shook her head and put these thoughts aside, and began to pick up the Lingxu Grass from the medicine shelf to prepare to refine the pill.
At this moment, the crowd gasped in surprise, as Sun Yue's side had encountered several unexpected incidents.
Sun Yue looked anxious and added the remaining medicinal herbs before the Spirit Void Grass was fully refined, causing the liquid in the furnace to become chaotic.
Anxiety flashed across her face as she tried to salvage the situation but became flustered. Ultimately, a pungent odor emanated from the furnace, signaling the failure of her alchemy attempt.
Sun Yue stomped her foot in frustration, looking at the alchemy furnace with resentment in her eyes.
"waste!"
Lin Yong's eyes turned red with anger at the sight. He never expected that the alchemist he had spent so much money to invite would be the first to be eliminated. He felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head, and he was filled with rage.
He began to regret that he had only listened to some one-sided information before deciding to invite her over. Now, not only had he lost face, but he had also lost so many resources. Thinking of this, his gaze towards Sun Yue was full of resentment.
Upstairs in the attic, Lin Cheng's smile widened as he watched this scene, and he said to the old man behind him:
"Old Xu, what do you think are the chances that Zhao Feng will successfully refine the pill this time?"
The old man paused slightly, then cautiously replied:
“Young Master Lin, although Zhao Feng was the first to learn the method of making the Heart-Protecting Pill, judging from his recent success rate, it is still very slim. After all, a third-grade pill is not so easy to make.”
"That's alright, as long as he can hold on until everyone else fails to refine it. Then, among the short ones, the tallest one will be chosen, and I will still be the winner in the end."
As he finished speaking, the crowd in the square gasped once again.
As Chen Lin added the Xuanbing Spirit Dew, the blue flames and the cold nature of the Xuanbing Spirit Dew resonated with each other, failing to blend them completely with the medicinal liquid. Instead, they began to clash and repel each other, completely disrupting the already fragile balance of the medicinal power.
Despite his constant attempts to change the temperature of the flames and the rhythm of his spiritual energy output, he was ultimately unable to reverse the decline.
As time passed, there was still no sign of successfully refining pills in his alchemy furnace. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and look at the furnace with dejection.
Despite the frequent mishaps of the alchemists ahead of her, Yi Ting remained calm. She gently raised her hand, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and then put down the scroll in her hand.
After taking a deep breath, I began to mobilize the spiritual energy within my body.
In an instant, the surrounding air became scorching hot. Yi Ting raised her hands, and the spiritual energy within her body rapidly gathered, slowly revealing a faint, emerald-green furnace in front of her.
The Spirit Flame Furnace looked extremely deep and mysterious, with the spirit flames burning fiercely within, and countless emerald green spirit flames dancing around it, making it look quite extraordinary.
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