Looking at the names scrolling on the formation screen, Lu Zhiqian's smile grew wider and wider. She believed that as long as Liu Chengfeng stepped forward, Su Jinyue would definitely be eliminated.
The names of the contestants entering the second round have almost been announced. The names of the remaining dozen or so contestants also slowly scrolled across the formation screen one by one: Zhang Zhixun, Liu Yantao, Gu Zhiping... Yan Junyu, Zhou Ziyun...
"There are only two names left, and Su Jinyue definitely can't be one of them." Lu Zhiqian said happily. She would soon see Su Jinyue's frustrated look, and just thinking about it made her feel happy.
Yan Bingwu, Su Jinyue. Seeing the last name appear on the formation screen, Lu Zhiqian was stunned. "How is that possible? How could Su Jinyue possibly enter the second round?" Didn't Liu Chengfeng go to find the organizers? He was the Young Lord of Nanling City. How could the organizers not even give him face?
Hearing footsteps behind her, Lu Zhiqian quickly turned around and saw that it was Liu Chengfeng. "Master Liu, what's going on? Why wasn't Su Jinyue eliminated?"
Liu Chengfeng snorted coldly, walked to the chair with a gloomy face and sat down, "Is there something you didn't tell me?"
"No." Lu Zhiqian shook her head.
"What level of immortal pill master is Su Jinyue?" Liu Chengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Seventh...seventh-level immortality pill master." Lu Zhiqian said stubbornly. Liu Chengfeng hadn't asked before, so she naturally wouldn't go out of her way to tell him. As long as Su Jinyue was eliminated, even if she was a seventh-level immortality pill master, it didn't matter.
"Bang!" Liu Chengfeng slammed the table angrily, and the table in front of him instantly turned into nothingness.
Lu Zhiqian took a few steps back in fear, her heart filled with anxiety and fear. She couldn't bear the consequences of angering Young Master Liu.
"Do you think I'm easy to fool?" Liu Chengfeng's voice gradually turned cold.
"Liu... Young Master Liu... I didn't mean to fool you. I just forgot to tell you. Please believe me, I really didn't mean it," Lu Zhiqian defended herself. She only wanted Liu Chengfeng to let her go; she didn't ask for anything else, and she no longer wanted to deal with Su Jinyue.
"Take her away and lock her up. We'll deal with her after the competition," Liu Chengfeng instructed his men. Perhaps he could use Lu Zhiqian to establish a good relationship with Su Jinyue. Once the competition was over, he would hand Lu Zhiqian over to Su Jinyue. If Su Jinyue was pleased, she might even be willing to help him refine a few furnaces of Level 7 Immortal Spirit Pills.
"Young Master Liu, please let me go, Young Master Liu, I beg you, Young Master Liu..." Lu Zhiqian begged, but was ruthlessly dragged away by Liu Chengfeng's men.
On the stage, Su Jinyue was writing down a pill recipe. In the first competition, she recognized all one hundred immortal herbs that appeared on the screen, but she didn't write them all down, choosing only eighty. Unexpectedly, she still won first place in the first competition.
Su Jinyue selected half of the immortal herbs and wrote out ten pill recipes. She was betting her success on the final match. She had just used her clairvoyance to scan everyone's pills. The highest-level recipe was only level seven, so she only needed to refine a level eight immortal pill in the final match to win.
"The competition is over, everyone please put down your pens," the elder announced.
Everyone on the stage put down their pens. Some were excited, some were expectant, and some were dejected.
The elder collected everyone's recipes and said, "After your recipes have been reviewed and approved, you can choose one to practice. Now everyone, please rest where you are and wait for the results of the competition."
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