Zhan Yihan smiled and nodded to everyone, "Thank you all for your kindness, but it's not necessary." Favors are easy to owe, but not so easy to repay, and their sect doesn't need any more places.
Seeing that Zhan Yihan really didn't want it, everyone had to give up and turned to look at the stage below.
At this moment, the first alchemy competition had begun on the stage. This first alchemy competition was not about refining the elixir, but about memorizing the alchemy formula. Each participating alchemist had one stick of incense stick to memorize the alchemy formula that appeared on the formation screen. However, they could not use their spiritual sense to scan the formation screen, and could only memorize it with their brains. This was not an easy task for cultivators who were accustomed to using spiritual sense.
As the elder on the stage announced the start of the competition, dense spells immediately appeared on the formation screen.
Su Jinyue glanced at the spells on the formation screen and raised an eyebrow in amusement. "It's indeed difficult to remember this." Because each page of spells on the formation screen only stays for a second or two, it means that within the time of an incense stick, at least over 4,000 pages must be memorized. Scanning with spiritual sense is certainly no problem, but memorizing by rote is extremely difficult.
"Indeed." Zhan Yihan nodded in agreement. To prevent contestants from cheating, the screens were equipped with a shielding array to block spiritual awareness, so there was no other way except rote memorization.
At the beginning of the competition, everyone on the stage could remain calm, but as time passed, most people's faces changed. The strong memory intensity made many people pale, and some even vomited and fainted.
Su Jinyue glanced at the contestants and finally her eyes fell on Song Qingfeng. She saw that he looked calm, and every time a formation spell appeared on the formation screen, he would quickly glance at it, close his eyes, and then open his eyes to start memorizing the next page, in a very regular manner.
With a faint smile on her lips, Su Jinyue nodded with satisfaction, "That Song Qingfeng is no ordinary person. He will become a great man in the future."
"Yeah." Zhan Yihan nodded. He had been paying attention to Song Qingfeng. He was indeed very different from other alchemists.
Song Qingfeng stared at the formation screen, his mind rapidly memorizing. He had always had a good memory, and his master often called him a genius in cultivation, but he spent most of his time refining pills. He hoped to one day become a ninth-level immortal pill master.
"Time's up!" With the elder's announcement, the alchemy technique on the formation screen disappeared.
Most of the contestants had expressions of disappointment, loss, and frustration on their faces.
The elder glanced at everyone and said, "Now, everyone, please look at the formation screen and answer the questions that appear on it. There are ten questions in total, each worth ten points. At the end, you will be ranked according to your scores."
As the elder finished speaking, the formation screen lit up again.
Seeing the first question, most people's faces turned even uglier. The question was: What's the 203rd word on page 3? It was incredibly difficult for them to answer.
"How do you answer this question?"
"Forget the 203rd word. I can't even remember the third one."
"If it really doesn't work, it seems I can only write one at random."
Before anyone could answer, the formation screen flashed again, the first question disappeared, and the second question appeared.
Seeing the question on the formation screen, everyone was dumbfounded again.
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