At the front desk of the VIP seat, Famo stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were locked on the gray-robed boy in a remote corner of the square. Looking at Fang's refining medicine, he frowned and murmured in a low voice: "A skillful technique is definitely impossible to have without decades of hard practice... This person is indeed very strange, but why haven't he heard of this advanced alchemist in the Izumo Empire when this appeared? Could it be a new one?"

"Let's see if he can pass this level first..." Sighed. Famo turned his gaze to Xiao Yan and the other two again, and said softly: "I hope you can pass too... Don't be careless."

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As time passed slowly, some contestants with good strength on the square had already begun to extract the needed medicinal ingredients. After hesitating for a moment, they gritted their teeth and poured the essence into the medicine cauldron, and began the final refining.

Xiao Yan stared at the medicinal herb that was churning in the purple fire. Because he was worried about some sudden problems, this time, his refining speed was quite slow, so many contestants refined the medicinal herbs. And he was still carefully refining it without any haste.

"It seems that there is no problem..." After a while again, Xiao Yan looked at the material that had turned into a pile of lilac powder in the smoke of purple fire, murmured, lifted the cap, absorbed the lilac powder, and then put it into the jade bottle.

His eyes slowly swept over the nine jade bottles in front of him. The materials needed to refine the "Fengxing Pill" have been completely refined by him, and the next step is to fusion.

Xiao Yan slowly stroked the cool jade bottle on the surface, and pondered for a moment. Finally, he stopped hesitating. With a wave of his hand, he wanted to throw the materials in the jade bottle into the medicine cauldron. However, at this moment, a slight muffled sound suddenly came from a bluestone platform not far away in front of him. Xiao Yan looked up and saw that there, an alchemist was foolishly looking at the pile of black and gray discharged from the bottom of the medicine cauldron. It was obvious that this was the product of the failed refining...

"Really, these people like to play such tricks!" The movements on Ban's hands were in sync with Liu Ling.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Naturally, he didn't understand refining medicine, but his grasp of the soul had reached its peak.

For a mere third-grade pill recipe, he can follow his divine consciousness and only needs to simulate Liu Ling's movements, so he can naturally perfectly avoid the traps.

This is caused by the different heights of the station. Just like a player who is at a full level practicing trumpet, he will naturally be able to handle it.

I just don’t know if Xiao Yan and the others can detect it.

Even now he simulates Liu Ling, but even if Liu Ling blows up the furnace, he can perfectly refine it. The Sharingan production is so willful, it is no longer just a perfect restoration, but better than the original.

"How is it possible? Didn't I follow the prescription completely? How could it fail?" the alchemist murmured in confusion. After the tablet, he had no answer and only attributed this failure to his failure to control the flames. So he quickly cleared the ashes, and then he skillfully put the last medicinal material into the medicine cauldron for refining.

Looking at the alchemist's actions with a slight narrowed his eyes, Xiao Yan's palm holding the jade bottle slowly fell down. He stared at the latter's every move. This alchemist, Xiao Yan had seen during an internal test. He had the strength of a third-grade alchemist. According to common sense, when refining third-grade elixirs, there should be no low-level errors of improper control of the fire. However, although this is said, the fact that appeared in front of him did confirm that he failed to refine...

"It's a little wrong..." murmured in a low voice. Xiao Yan tried hard to calm himself down and glanced at both sides. He found that the little princess and Liu Ling were already starting to fuse the materials.

As time slowly progressed again, slight muffled sounds suddenly sounded from the medicine cauldron one by one on the huge square. The failed alchemists looked at the dark ashes that came out of the bottom of the medicine cauldron with surprise. The blank eyes made everyone know that they didn't seem to know what was wrong with them.

Looking at the alchemist who suddenly became stupid and looked at him, the audience began to whisper.

"Bang, bang..." There were two slight dull sounds coming from both sides of Xiao Yan. He turned his head and looked at Liu Ling and the little princess' ugly faces slowly breathed.

Seeing this, he suddenly thought of something. Looking towards Uchiha Madara, he saw that he was still refining and fusion without any haste. His technique was very similar to Liu Ling, but...

Xiao Yan turned his head in surprise, and Liu Ling looked confused. He had already stopped and exploded the stove in front of him. "Damn, what's the situation? Uchiha Madara really can't refine medicine?" Xiao Yan's heart became even more messy, and he was confused.

"It seems something is wrong?" In the VIP seat, Concubine Ya looked at the alchemists in shock who had almost become fools in the field and said softly.

"It's true... Although I'm not an alchemist, I can also know that refining according to the prescription can undoubtedly greatly improve the success rate. But the people below, including Liu Ling and the little princess... all failed..." Nalan Yanran frowned slightly.

"This test question... seems to be mysterious." Yao Yexiu put his long right leg on his left leg and stared at the square with a strange atmosphere.

"Bang..." Another explosion sound suddenly came from not far ahead of Xiao Yan. The previously failed third-grade alchemist still ended in failure in this fusion. At this time, he was looking at the dark ashes sprinkled from the bottom of the medicine cauldron with a blue face.

After this sound came out, the jade mirror in front of the stone platform of the third-grade alchemist suddenly lit up a red light. Obviously, because of the exhaustion of two materials, the last chance had been lost.

In the square, people looked at the alchemist who was the first to appear. Seeing his fate, some people who had been impulsive in their plans to refine them immediately were scared and calmed down and did not dare to waste the last piece of material at will.

His whole body was trembling. The alchemist put away his medicine cauldron with a pale face and then rushed to the outsider with a full of confusion and anger. When passing by Xiao Yan, the latter could vaguely hear his sweet voice saying: "Bastard, how could he fail again? I clearly have a good grasp of the heat, why just don't they merge?"

Watching the alchemist leave, Xiao Yan gently stroked the warm jade bottle, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he suddenly poured the materials in the bottle into the medicine cauldron. He now needs to feel what the reason was that all the contestants could not successfully refine the elixir.

With his eyes fixed on the churning purple flames, Xiao Yan methodically put the materials contained in the nine jade bottles in front of him into the medicine cauldron one by one, then made purple fire, separated them, and finally took a deep breath and began to merge carefully...

Because of the lessons from so many people, Xiao Yan was almost more careful and cautious than anyone else this time. The power of soul gushed out, covering every inch of purple fire. The special effects and reflections generated by the soul power fusion of each medicinal material will be sent back to his mind very on time.

When Xiao Yan began to fusion of fire, some alchemists around him, including Liu Ling and the little princess, turned their attention. There was no way, they could only expect that this young man who had the best score in the internal test could solve this problem...

Of course, some people turned their attention to Uchiha Madara, and they all took a deep breath after seeing his skillful technique.

Especially Liu Ling, he felt like he saw another self, but how could this be possible? And what is he doing? This method of refining medicine is really refining medicine?

Ignoring the gazes around, Xiao Yan was fully controlling the purple fire, and under the smoke of the purple fire, various materials were being fused smoothly.

"Three tailed wind leaves...the integration went smoothly!"

"Yuncao...combination smoothly"

"Litu Fruit...the integration went smoothly!"

...

Various materials were successfully integrated without any resistance while Xiao Yan's soul power was keenly aware of Xiao Yan's soul power.

"Haotuzhi..." Xiao Yan's brow suddenly frowned slightly, and his face suddenly changed. The flames rising from the medicine cauldron churned violently, and then a slight muffled sound came from it, and some black ashes fell down.

"Oh..." Hearing this dull sound, everyone around him sighed disappointed.

After slowly opening his eyes, Xiao Yan looked at the dark ashes on the stone platform, and was slightly silent, with a little bit of his fingers on it. He rubbed it with his fingertips, and his mind flashed quickly with some unusual fluctuations that had been teleported through the soul power when he was fusion.

The silence lasted for a moment. Xiao Yan's rubbed fingers suddenly froze. His eyes suddenly stopped on the roll of medicine on the stone platform. He pursed his lips slightly. His palms tightly clenched. He murmured softly: "Damn...there is something wrong with the medicine..."

"Hey, a group of mediocre talents..." A sarcastic laughter suddenly sounded, causing everyone to glar.

He glanced at the sound and Xiao Yan found that the person who made the sound was actually the gray-robed boy in the corner. At this time, there was a pile of black medicine ash on the stage in front of him. It seemed that the first time he had failed.

The young man in gray robe ignored those angry eyes, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly quickly threw the last medicinal material on the table into the cauldron. His faint laughter echoed in the square: "It seems that I am ahead of this round. The alchemist of the Gama Empire. But that's it..."

"Irritable!" Suddenly, a voice came, and the man in the gray robe let out a muffled groan. No one knew what had happened. His face changed suddenly, and he could no longer suppress his mouthful of blood and his face turned pale quickly.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, could it be that the old injury has occurred?"

"Hehe, deserve it, so arrogant."

"I guess I've been retribution."

Many participating alchemists made gloating sounds, and no one sympathized with him.

The man in gray robe quickly took out a pill and put it into his mouth. His face regained a hint of rosy, and he slowly exhaled his breath.

He looked at Uchiha Madara with lingering fear, and never dared to say anything more, and focused on the second refining.

And it was his gaze that made more people notice Uchiha Madara.

So far, he is the only one who has not fried the furnace.

Famo and others were also stunned in the VIP seat. The alchemist president subconsciously exclaimed, "It is impossible. He obviously poured the wrong medicinal materials into it. It is impossible for this situation to be successfully refined, but why, he has not yet exploded the furnace?"

Uchiha Madara ignored others and kept using Sharingan to deduce Liu Ling's subsequent refining movements, but his soul power was surging, suppressing the extremely irritable pills with even more irritable power and kneading them into a ball.

Just a pill, dare to throw a tantrum in front of me?

Xiao Yan withdrew his gaze at this time. He did not understand Uchiha Madara's refining method, because according to his deduction, with that technique, the elixir in the furnace should have exploded long ago.
Chapter completed!