Chapter 1110: Chapter 1111: Deanor of the Strong
Although he has to refine an extra batch, it doesn’t matter to soone like Lin Yifan who has the strength.
Because he wasn’t prepared for the materials of this round, he needs to go to the herb room to collect them first.
The herb room is open to the public, and all disciples can co here to take herbs; therefore, there aren’t many rare herbs here, which is why the dicine garden is opened during the alchemy competition.
Those disciples who need to refine high-grade elixirs have to go to the dicine garden to get the herbs they want.
For the first round, Lin Yifan only wants to refine a Fifth Grade elixir.
The herb room should have Fifth Rank materials, right? He doesn’t need too many, just a few types will do.
After finishing his al, he went to the herb room and requested eleven types of herbs from the pharmacist there.
Based on what was written in Lin Yifan’s herbal list, the pharmacist managing the herb room could see what kind of elixir Lin Yifan wanted to refine, which was a Fifth Grade Primordial Nourishing Pill.
Luckily there are plenty of Seven-leaf Lingzhi and Undying Grass here, otherwise Lin Yifan would have to and his formula.
While packing the herbs for Lin Yifan, the elderly pharmacist in the herb room curiously asked, “Are you the disciple recently taken in by the Valley Master who’s been causing quite a stir?”
“Yes!” Lin Yifan responded, then asked, “Is there a problem, Elder Pharmacist?”
“Nothing, just curious, don’t misunderstand.” The elderly pharmacist replied benevolently.
Lin Yifan didn’t take it to heart, perhaps the other was rely curious and ant no malice.
After obtaining the herbs, he returned to his room to calmly await the start of the competition.
The competition began at two o’clock in the afternoon.
As one of the competitors, Lin Yifan stepped onto the stage.
Xiao Fang didn’t participate in the alchemy competition, so when she saw Lin Yifan take the stage, she shouted from the stands, “Yifan! Go for it! I believe in you! You can do it!”
Her unusual behavior attracted quite a bit of attention.
When people on Senior Brother and Master Brother’s sides saw Lin Yifan on stage, they all showed disdain.
“This kid is quite strong in cultivation, but who knows about his alchemy skills.”
“Put in the first round, must be weak beyond asure.”
“Have you noticed, there aren’t any stars on his clothes.”
“Eh! Really! Isn’t he an alchemist? Can he participate? And in a high-level competition too!”
“The elders are so unfair, letting a cultivator without any alchemy level on stage, are they trying to provoke public outrage?”
“Exactly, they shouldn’t have let him compete.”
“Well, it’s not really a big deal; if he doesn’t have the skills, he’ll still fail the first round. We’ll just wait and watch him embarrass himself.”
“Right, watching him make a fool of himself is enjoyable too.”
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While most people weren’t optimistic about Lin Yifan, only Xiao Fang, who deeply understood Lin Yifan’s strength, remained calm and confident.
The first round of the competition for Lin Yifan wouldn’t be much of a problem, as long as he didn’t make a major mistake, he would definitely advance to the next round.
Du Yuze in the audience, seeing Xiao Fang’s confident expression towards Lin Yifan, knew that Lin Yifan would definitely advance to the second round.
He hadn’t encountered a worthy opponent for a long ti and truly wanted to compete against Lin Yifan.
When Fifth Martial Brother Hu Jun noticed that Lin Yifan’s clothes had no stars, he showed contempt: “Competing for green salvia? Don’t tell you’re going to refine a Sixth Grade elixir right now? If that’s the case, I’d love to slap you.”
He thought that Lin Yifan would waste the precious green salvia, so if he saw that scene, he would truly be very angry.
Not just the Divinity Transformation Realm disciples, but many Breaking Mortal Realm disciples were very angry when they saw that Lin Yifan’s clothes had no stars.
As soone without an alchemy level, a cultivator is not qualified to participate in an alchemy competition; because that’s the rule.
However, perhaps Lin Yifan hadn’t had the opportunity to grade his alchemy level, so those disciples not too critical of Lin Yifan soon let it go.
Undoubtedly, Lin Yifan beca the focus of everyone’s attention.
In the elder’s seating area, all the elders were discussing whether Lin Yifan could pass the first round.
“Do you think the Valley Master’s disciple can advance to the next round?”
“A disciple chosen by the Valley Master wouldn’t be lacking in both alchemy and cultivation skills, should be able to advance, otherwise it wouldn’t be the Valley Master’s style.”
“I agree.”
“He has extraordinary talent, should be able to succeed.”
Many elders believed in the Valley Master’s insight, and they looked at Lin Yifan with the sa confident deanor.
On the alchemy stage, the Four-star Alchemists competing against Lin Yifan felt insulted.
They were actually competing against a disciple without any alchemy level, was this mocking their lack of skill or looking down on them?
Feeling the strange gazes from everyone, Lin Yifan remained calm and unaffected.
Although he had no stars, he was fully confident in defeating everyone present.
The competition quickly began, and as everyone frantically added water, started fires, and put the herbs for refining elixirs.
Lin Yifan first closed his eyes and ditated for a while, waiting until he had replenished his Vital Energy before leisurely adding water, starting a fire, and refining the elixir.
Seeing his unorthodox behavior, everyone showed mocking smiles: “Has he already given up?”
“So slow, if soone produces a Fifth Grade elixir first, he’ll be crying.”
“Don’t know whether he’s arrogant or hiding his incompetence.”
“Pretending, let’s see how long he can keep it up.” Hu Jun sneered repeatedly with disdain.
He did not believe Lin Yifan could refine a Fourth Grade or a Fifth Grade elixir; it was a gut feeling.
Despite all the mocking, Lin Yifan still followed his own steps, refining bit by bit.
Alchemy is an art that requires careful and relaxed handling, rushing and over-tightening would backfire. This was a truth Lin Yifan had realized after refining elixirs thousands of tis.
The herbs were thodically arranged, the fire was started, Lin Yifan sat cross-legged, closing his eyes, staying calm, and leisurely controlled the heat, adding herbs when appropriate.
Most people were frantic, yet Lin Yifan was leisurely and composed, puzzling many in the audience.
Was this because of strength or was it an act?
Soon, they got so answers.
They saw a wisp of orange smoke rise from Lin Yifan’s pill furnace faster than any Four-star Alchemist present, shocking everyone.
“Damn! How so fast? This is practically breaking records!”
“How is this possible? He was progressing very slowly, why did he produce orange smoke before those progressing fast?”
“Unbelievable, really unbelievable!”
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