Unexpectedly, a disciple was able to refine a Heaven-rank Gathering Spirit Pill, surpassing his own level. Without a doubt, the first place winner has been determined.
Unless the remaining two people can refine a Heaven-Rank Gathering Spirit Pill with the only remaining medicinal herbs, which is no easy task.
This is, to say the least, an extremely difficult task.
Time is up.
The two ultimately failed to complete the Gathering Spirit Pill.
Mo Lan's herbs were ruined, but Duanmu Qi was starting to look promising.
"Alright, I believe the result is already obvious."
Wuwei stepped forward and picked up the Gathering Spirit Pill refined by Ning Hongze. He had refined five pills from one set of medicinal materials. Whether it was the success rate, the speed of refining, or the quality of the pills, they were undoubtedly the best.
"Wait a minute, I think he must have known the formula beforehand."
Mo Lan was somewhat unconvinced.
"That's not fair."
“Well—I do know the formula.”
Ning Hong did not deny it.
"I once saw it in an ancient book."
"So, this kind of competition is completely unfair. Don't you agree?" Mo Lan believed that Duanmu Qi must also be unwilling to accept it.
"What's so unfair about this?" To Mo Lan's surprise, Duanmu Qi actually chose to stand on Ning Hongze's side.
“Duanmu Qi knows the formula, but we don’t. This competition is not fair at all.”
"That's not entirely true."
Duanmu Qi shook his head, his voice carrying a hint of cold indifference.
"Competitions and exams are all about accumulating knowledge over time. He won because he had accumulated a lot of knowledge. I have no objection to him taking first place." Duanmu Qi glanced at the pill with golden patterns and nodded silently. "I am only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. Even if I knew the complete pill formula, I probably still wouldn't be able to refine a Heaven-rank pill."
Duanmu Qi bowed to Ning Hongze and said, "Senior brother is truly amazing."
"you--"
Mo Lan was somewhat taken aback.
She had heard of Duanmu Qi's reputation. She had long heard that this person was so straightforward that it was a headache, and she didn't expect it to be true.
"Young friend Ning, is this your first time refining this Spirit Gathering Pill?"
Judging from the process he just went through, he didn't seem to be very skilled at it.
"Yes, although I know the recipe, this is indeed my first time refining it."
"On the first attempt, we were able to produce a Heaven-Rank Gathering Spirit Pill."
Wuwei looked at the box in his hand.
Five: one Heavenly Grade, two Mid-Grade, and one High-Grade.
There wasn't a single inferior one!
The success rate of this pill is extremely high.
"Senior brother is indeed amazing."
Duanmu Qi praised again. Duanmu Qi was genuinely impressed; at least around him, no one had ever produced a Heaven-Rank pill on their first attempt at alchemy.
A little excitement caused Duanmu Qi's face to flush slightly, adding a touch of color to her usually cool and aloof expression, making her small face even more beautiful.
She's becoming more and more like a girl.
Ning Hong won first place, and Chang Xu was so happy he almost jumped for joy. He couldn't understand how someone with such a chubby figure could be so agile.
When they were taken in, many people in the Hengshan Sect were waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.
Of course, on the one hand, the brother and sister were in a slightly disheveled state at the time.
Especially Ning Hongze, that brat. Despite his low cultivation level, he concealed his aura extremely well. Even though he had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he looked just like an ordinary person.
Cultivators naturally prefer to take children as disciples, as they are more malleable.
They generally don't accept ordinary young people like Ning Hongze.
However, they must be kicking themselves now!
They used to look down on the three of them and ignore them, but now they are the ones who can no longer reach them.
Hehe, next time those people come asking for pills, he'll have to give them a good hard time.
The people of the Yokoyama sect did indeed have some regrets.
None of them knew that Ning Hongze was such a powerful alchemist.
Especially the long-bearded fellow disciples, at that time, they wanted the spot given to their disciple by the long-bearded disciple, but the long-bearded disciple refused to give it to them no matter what.
They even had an argument.
It's a good thing they didn't give it to them, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to guarantee that their disciple would win first place in the competition.
Next up is the weapon crafting competition.
The winner of the weapon-refining competition was a disciple of the Heavenly Sect.
As expected of a major sect, the items refined by this disciple were immediately sought after by buyers.
They certainly made quite a splash.
The elder of Tianxia Sect nodded in satisfaction, but his gaze drifted to Ning Hongze, who was sitting in the audience.
He had just heard that the child had only been practicing for ten years.
To achieve such success in such a short time speaks volumes about one's talent.
Their Tianxia Sect desperately needs a pill refiner like him.
Of course, Duanmu Qi from Changsong Sect is also quite good, as for Mo Lan—
Looking at Mo Lan in the audience with an inscrutable expression, the elder of Tianxia Sect shook his head. This girl is no good. She is too narrow-minded. No matter how talented she is, she probably won't go very far.
"Mo Lan, don't be angry."
Long Lin comforted him.
"I'm not angry."
Mo Lan shook her head. In a competition, there are winners and losers. If she had only lost to Duanmu Qi, she wouldn't have cared. But losing to Ning Hongze made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Duanmu Qi is from a prestigious family and is a disciple of an elder of a major sect. It is only natural that she lost to him. However, Ning Hongze is just a disciple of an elder of Hengshan Sect, and can be said to be an unknown person.
Even though she lost to someone like that, she could feel her fellow students secretly laughing at her.
Her master had four disciples.
She was the last to join the class, yet she was also the most favored by her master.
Originally, this spot should have been given to her senior brother, who had the highest cultivation level and was just one step away from becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator, but that step had taken him a long time.
For a full fifteen years, they were unable to break through.
He had hoped to gain some insights from this competition.
Unexpectedly, the master overruled all objections and gave the spot to Mo Lan.
This left him somewhat resentful—
Mo Lan didn't even dare to lift her head, feeling that everyone was mocking her for overestimating herself.
"Mo Lan, you've actually done very well. Brother Hongze has always been very talented in herbs, from childhood to adulthood."
Long Lin spoke again, but his gaze passed over everyone and landed on Ning Hongze—Ning Xiaocao beside him.
Seeing Yan Wu sitting next to Ning Xiaocao, the two of them talking secretly, Ning Xiaocao's eyes crinkled into crescents. She didn't know what Yan Wu was saying.
A sweet smile—
Long Lin's hands clenched slightly.
It seemed like he hadn't seen Xiaocao smile like that in a long time.
For a moment, my vision blurred.
After he insisted on leaving them, they never saw him again. Every time Xiaocao saw him, he was always wearing a fake smile.
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