Wei Qinghe was about to take the medicinal herbs when a young woman beat him to it.
Before Wei Qinghe could say anything, the woman arrogantly sized up Wei Qinghe and Hongqi Daozun, then curled her lips in mockery.
"Do you understand the principle of first come, first served? Don't assume that the pills you refine in the City of Never Sleeps will be accepted by the city lord, and don't even dream that you can enter the secret realm to cultivate."
Wei Qinghe raised an eyebrow. Could it be that the alchemists were rushing in just to enter that so-called secret realm for cultivation?
Seeing that Wei Qinghe did not react, the woman became even more smug. "It is a good thing for a person to know his own limitations. If you leave now, you might not lose so much face."
"Looks like you're a very skilled alchemist?" Wei Qinghe didn't usually pay much attention to the alchemist rankings.
The woman wasn't wearing any clothing that indicated her identity, so Wei Qinghe didn't know who she was.
The woman was quite impolite and arrogantly said, "I am Mei Wushuang, the personal disciple of the Eighth Elder of the Spirit Pill Pavilion!"
"So you're a disciple of the Lingdan Pavilion, the number one alchemy sect. No wonder..."
No wonder they're so arrogant and disdainful of everyone.
Wei Qinghe spoke in a normal tone, without offering any flattery or envy.
After saying that, he turned around and quickly selected the medicinal herbs that he and his apprentice needed.
The number one alchemy sect doesn't produce the number one alchemist, and the best pills don't come from the Spirit Pill Pavilion. What's there to brag about?
Watching Wei Qinghe's retreating figure, Mei Wushuang snorted angrily, then took the medicinal herbs and returned to her master's side.
The Eighth Elder of Lingdan Pavilion, Daoist Minghua, did not hear the conversation between Wei Qinghe and Mei Wushuang. Seeing his disciple return unhappy, he assumed that Wei Qinghe must have said something unpleasant.
“Disciple, don’t bother with these alchemists who have no status. We are from the Spirit Pill Sect, and we will make them kneel in submission when it comes to alchemy.”
Mei Wushuang smiled confidently, "Master is right. Although that woman is arrogant and rude and doesn't know what's good for her, and her master isn't much better, this is the Alchemist Competition. We must prove them wrong in alchemy."
After saying that, Mei Wushuang looked at Wei Qinghe and his apprentice with increasing disdain. "That old beggar doesn't look like much at all. I don't know how he has the nerve to bring his apprentice to participate in the Alchemist Competition. Does he also want to enter the secret realm and get a share of the pie?"
It was clearly a secret realm, yet the master and disciple wished that no one but themselves could enter.
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