Chapter 70 Two Eye-Catching Bags (2/2)



She was also quite polite.

However, some sword cultivator elders noticed the key point: "You can control a sword, but you're only at the Foundation Establishment stage? No... aren't you a pill cultivator?"

Tian Ning: "I am a sword cultivator, but I only know a little about alchemy."

"..."

Unexpectedly, she was a genius who cultivated both sword and pill refining skills.

Some elders looked at Tian Ning with increasing fervor. A genius who could cultivate both paths was extremely rare. It would be wonderful if they could take him under their wing!

Even the sect leader of the Tai Chu Sect regretted it a bit. It would be a great honor to have such a genius in his sect.

The third round of the competition involved a pre-determined formula for the pills. The Yunyue Sect had prepared the materials well in advance, and the top twenty contestants were required to refine the Longevity Pills within the specified time.

Longevity pills may not seem like much to cultivators who have lived a long life, but they are extremely valuable to powerful beings who are nearing the end of their lifespan and are only a few years away from breaking through to a higher realm. High-quality longevity pills, in particular, have always been in high demand.

However, the Longevity Pill is not only very difficult to refine, but also requires expensive materials. This time, the Yunyue Sect directly prepared twenty sets of materials for them to refine, which shows that they have spared no expense.

Although it was the final, there was no suspense for Tianning.

Following her usual alchemy steps, she once again produced a full batch of top-grade pills. She was twice as fast as the others. After finishing, she sat there obediently reading a storybook and waiting quietly.

If you ignore the jarring title of the book, the little girl's well-behaved appearance is truly deceptive.

Now there's no need to wait for others to finish refining; with a furnace full of top-grade longevity pills, who can compete?

When the Yunyue Sect Master announced Tian Ning as the first place winner of this year's alchemy competition, he had an extremely kind smile on his face. He said, "I think young friend Tian Ning has a special affinity with my Yunyue Sect. It would be perfect for him to become a disciple of my sect!"

Other sects: "..."

Tianning: "I..."

"No!" The Sect Master of Tai Chu Sect thought she was going to agree. He had already forgotten the initial unpleasantness and now he genuinely wanted to invite Tian Ning to join the Tai Chu Sect. So he shamelessly said, "I think young friend Tian Ning has great talent in the alchemy lineage. He must not be buried. He is perfect for me to personally teach him!"

Who doesn't love talented people?!

Other sects: "..."

Hehe—I wonder who was targeting them all along?

Tianning: "I..."

One of the sword cultivator elders objected: "I saw that when my young friend Tianning broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, his abundant spiritual energy made him perfect for practicing swordsmanship with me!"

“What’s so special about your swordsmanship? You might as well follow me!” another sword cultivator elder said.

"Neither of you can compare to my skill."

"What did you say, you old fool? Your lousy swordsmanship is nowhere near as good as mine!"

...

Tianning: "..."

I'm done talking. Go ahead and try to interrupt me if you want.

This scene seemed somewhat familiar; the elders and the sect leader were almost at each other's throats, but Tian Ning habitually pulled out some melon seeds and started snapping them up.

Everyone: "..."

Seeing her grandfather about to fight the sword cultivator next to him for the sake of an outsider, and seeing Tian Ning's indifferent attitude, Lan Siran was furious!

"They're almost fighting over you, and you're just sitting here eating sunflower seeds!" Lan Siran said anxiously, "Why aren't you going to stop them!"

“You’ve reminded me,” Tianning took two steps back to maintain a safe distance: “We can’t let them accidentally hurt me.”

Lan Siran: "..."

Just how afraid of death is she?

"Grandpa! Stop! Stop!" Lan Siran was furious, but she could only patiently go over and persuade them: "Please stop fighting!"

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