Lan Siran basked in the gazes of everyone around her, proudly holding her head high as she walked away, leaving Gao Yue looking completely bewildered.
Gao Yue was puzzled: "Fellow Daoist Tian, I recognize every single word she said, so why can't I understand what she meant when we put them together?"
He doesn't even know this Lan Siran, so why did he suddenly come over and say those things?
Tianning guessed: "Could this be Danxiu's quirk of expressing friendliness?"
Gao Yue still didn't understand: "She looks only nine years old. How can she have such strange quirks at such a young age? What will she be like when she gets old! What kind of temper will she have?"
Lan Siran, who hadn't gone far, was speechless.
Are they crazy?
If it weren't for Gao Yue suddenly appearing and stealing her spotlight, Meng Xian's attention would have always been on her!
But it doesn't matter. Lan Siran is extremely confident. Next is her area of expertise. She will definitely be able to win over Meng Xian and become the unforgettable white moonlight in his heart!
Tianning and Gao Yue couldn't reach a conclusion, and the second round of the competition was about to begin.
It was truly a spectacular sight to see thousands of alchemists refining pills in one place. To maintain order, an elder stepped forward and had everyone take their places in turn before announcing the rules.
The second round is free alchemy. Participants have one hour to choose which pills to refine. After one hour, those who fail to refine pills leave the competition venue.
After this competition, the elders will select the top twenty to advance to the third round.
The entire competition is recorded by a recording stone, and cheating by preparing elixirs in advance is strictly prohibited!
Although they can freely choose which pills to refine, most people find it a headache! If they choose low-grade pills that are easy to refine, their ranking will be low, and they may not even be able to get into the top twenty; but if they choose higher-grade pills... wouldn't it be even worse if they failed?
Lan Siran had made ample preparations for today's match.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she took out the top-grade alchemy furnace that her grandfather had specially passed down to her. Almost the instant the furnace appeared, the audience gasped in amazement!
"It's actually the Blue Cloud Treasure Cauldron!"
"Sect Leader Lan actually passed on a top-grade alchemy furnace to her...and she's only nine years old!!"
"Everyone says that Lan Siran is a once-in-a-millennium alchemy genius. There must be a reason why Sect Leader Lan passed on the family's most precious treasure to her!"
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Lan Siran didn't even need to look; she knew everyone was watching her, and she believed Meng Xian would too!
The more such highlight moments she has, the more points she gets, which allows her to buy more items to help her defeat Meng Xian.
Unbeknownst to her, Meng Xian had been secretly watching Tian Ning out of the corner of his eye.
This heartless fellow, a sword cultivator participating in the alchemy competition is one thing, but he even got involved with that unfortunate little sect, Lingyun Sect. You see… Lingyun Sect was completely wiped out by demonic cultivators in his past life. Meng Xian didn't witness it firsthand, but he heard the scene was extremely gruesome. Those demonic cultivators were incredibly cruel, not even sparing infants, and even brazenly beheading everyone in Lingyun Sect and hanging their heads at the main gate as a show of defiance…
Meng Xian did not want Tian Ning to get into trouble with the people from Lingyun Sect.
At least... she was the first woman to help him without any ulterior motives.
Tianning is completely unaware of these psychological activities; her biggest problem now is that the space is too small.
Just as everyone was marveling at Lan Siran's possession of the Blue Cloud Cauldron, she abruptly raised her hand: "Excuse me, could you please give me a slightly larger seat?"
"My alchemy furnace is a bit too big; it won't fit here."
The disciple in charge of the competition looked around at Tian Ning, who was surrounded by alchemists competing. He couldn't get so many people to give her a place, so he could only say, "Why don't you squeeze in? If it's really not possible, you'll have to go to the back of the field."
That disciple meant well.
How big can a furnace for alchemy be?
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