The four people: "..."
Gao Yue, who was also participating, exclaimed in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Tian...you, aren't you a sword cultivator?"
The four members of Lingyun Sect, who had been relieved for a night, were suddenly on edge again!
You must know that the Immortal Island Secret Realm can identify the profession of the cultivators who enter. Lying is useless and will only get you kicked out of the Secret Realm in the end!
Tianning was still eating her scallion pancakes, her reserve food. Since the alchemy competition only lasted one day, the schedule was quite tight. Early in the morning, as soon as the sun rose, they started calling out names of the contestants to prepare for the first round.
"Don't worry, I am indeed a sword cultivator."
Tianning knew what they were worried about and comforted them, "I only know a little about alchemy. By the way, a friend of mine needed the mung bean grass prize for the top twenty, so I came to participate."
Tianning had already seen the list of prizes.
Green bean grass, a spiritual plant that is neither precious nor rare, is usually used as a prize in alchemy competitions. The top twenty in this competition will all receive green bean grass.
The four of them breathed a sigh of relief...
If you only know a little bit, then there's nothing to worry about.
It's common for impoverished sword cultivators to suddenly decide to refine pills or draw talismans, and for weak, helpless pill cultivators to switch to swordsmanship. Such things are perfectly normal. Usually, it's just a fleeting interest, and they give up after a few days. Tian Ning is likely no exception.
Her claim of "knowing a little" is definitely just for the sake of saving face; everyone knows that!
Her actual skill level must be that of an amateur.
"I never expected Fellow Daoist to be so diligent and eager to learn!" As their sugar daddy who supplied them with spirit stones, Pang Yi praised him against her conscience.
The other three, having received a look from their senior sister, immediately gave her a thumbs up.
"Not at all," Tian Ning said modestly, "As the saying goes, Heaven rewards diligence, and we cultivators should be even more diligent!"
Such familiar rhetoric must have made Zhou Han so angry she wanted to hit someone!
The disciples in charge of the competition were still counting the number of participants. Gao Yue, who was originally a little nervous about the alchemy competition, relaxed a lot when he saw that Tian Ning was so confident in his level.
He said to Tianning in a friendly manner, "Fellow Daoist Tian, don't worry, if I can make it into the top twenty, I will definitely give you the mung bean grass!"
Tian Ning: "If you guarantee I'll make it, I'll withdraw from the competition."
Gao Yue: "???"
Did he say something wrong?
Gao Yue has always been a timid and tongue-tied person. He is not good at socializing and can only try his best to find things to talk about.
"So... what kind of pill do you plan to refine for the free-for-all in the second round of the competition that day?" He chuckled sheepishly, "I plan to refine my best healing pill. Healing pills are very practical; you only need to submit one for evaluation in the competition, and the rest can be used by the senior brothers and sisters..."
He thought Tianning would choose a low-grade pill with a high success rate.
Tianning had already made up his mind.
"The Love Elixir".
There were exactly half of the materials left unused.
Tianning plans to ask the supplier for more information when he returns this time.
At that moment, a supplier far away on the eastern continent felt a chill run down their spine for no apparent reason...
Long Han was startled. Could it be that crazy girl again?!
Long Han felt his scalp tingle whenever he thought of Tian Ning, and wished he never had to see him again!
However, when he returned to the Wenren family from the Dragon Palace, he learned that Wenren Xue and Tian Ning had broken off their relationship. As a result, Wenren Xue suffered greatly, was expelled from the Wanjian Mountain sect, and even lost her right hand that held the sword. If it weren't for Wenren Xue's master, Qin Mingcheng, finding the ninth-grade spiritual plant, the Rejuvenation Grass, and refining it into a Rejuvenation Pill and sending it over, she would have been saved.
Otherwise, even if Xue'er went out now, she would be afraid of being pointed at and gossiped about...
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