After Ye Chenfeng also extracted five drops of medicinal solution from the Starry Sky Grass.

Sun Changnian Liang Kang'an and Jiang Anzhi's faces instantly became ugly, and the other contestants were all refined. In the end, Ye Chenfeng, Yuan Jia and Luo Qibai tied for the first place in the number of refinings.

The VIP room of Formation Pavilion.

Zhao Xingtu breathed out and said, "It's so thrilling. I thought the Pavilion Master could not even extract a drop of medicine. Who knew that there was a Jedi counterattack in the end. With the Pavilion Master's fourth-grade alchemist, he could also extract five drops of medicine. The Pavilion Master's talent for refining medicine must be much stronger than that of Roqibai."

Leng Zuolong, Liang Xiamei and other nine pavilions also agreed with what Zhao Xingtu said.

Only Xue Wanqing, Yun Rong and others frowned from beginning to end. In their opinion, Ye Chenfeng was a seventh-grade alchemist, and it was absolutely impossible for them to extract five drops of medicine from the Starry Sky Grass. They were puzzled.

In the competition venue in the middle of the square.

Roqibai's stiff face slowly returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Ye Chenfeng, this is interesting. If you can't even enter the finals, then I really feel it's boring. Now we can really compete in the refining of medicine."

Yuan Jia hugged Ye Chenfeng's arm regardless of the occasion. Seeing Ye Chenfeng successfully extracting five drops of medicine, she was happier than she extracted it herself.

Sun Changnian's eyes were gloomy and said, "The results of the first project have come out, the top three are left behind, and the rest can retreat."

After the other participants withdrew from the competition venue unwillingly, Sun Changnian's eyes froze on Ye Chenfeng, Luo Qibai and Yuan Jia, especially the gaze that looked at Ye Chenfeng had a faint murderous intent.

After all, Luo Qibai is his disciple of Sun Changnian, and the incident outside the Medicine Spirit City is still vivid in my mind. Sun Changnian has no favoritism for Ye Chenfeng.

"Next, you three will conduct the second assessment directly. This second assessment is the final assessment. This is the pill recipe of the Purple Spirit Pill. You will each refine a furnace of Purple Spirit Pill according to the pill recipe. Whoever refines the Purple Spirit Pill has a high efficacy will be the final winner of this alchemist competition."

Sun Changnian said expressionlessly, and waved his arm. Three white papers that recorded the purple spirit pill recipe appeared in the hands of Luo Qibai Yuanjia and Ye Chenfeng.

When Yuan Kun and Gao Deming heard that the final assessment was to refine the Purple Spirit Pill, their eyes immediately condensed. Because of the matter outside the Medicine Spirit City, Sun Changnian had an objection to them, so they had no idea about the assessment content in advance.

This purple spirit pill is a real fifth-grade pill, and it is a very difficult fifth-grade pill to refine. In the eyes of Yuan Kun and Gao Deming, Ye Chenfeng is just a fourth-grade alchemist, but the final assessment is to refine fifth-grade pills. This is obviously Sun Changnian is helping Luo Qibai.

Perhaps Ye Chenfeng still has a fight when refining the fourth-grade elixir. Now he refining the fifth-grade elixir, doesn’t this mean that Ye Chenfeng will definitely lose. How can a fourth-grade elixir be refined?

Yuan Kun walked out, his voice neither high nor low, but it was enough for everyone in the square to hear it: "Old ancestor, your assessment is probably inappropriate, right? The contestant Ye Chenfeng is only of the fourth grade alchemist level, but you are assessing the refining of fifth grade pills, which is unfair to the contestant Ye Chenfeng."

Gao Deming immediately frowned and stood up and said, "Old ancestor, I agree with what Lao Yuan said. This competition is included in the Tianxuan Festival. We must be fair and just."

Seeing that Yuan Kun and Gao Deming dared to stand up and refute on such occasions, Sun Changnian, the ancestor of the Alchemy Pavilion, had his face changed constantly, and a suffocation in his chest was quickly accumulating.

Pavilion owner Liang Kang'an said: "Old Yuan Lao Gao, is this your attitude towards the ancestor? This assessment content was decided by us and the ancestor. I don't feel that there is anything unfair. Luo Qibai and Yuan Jia are both fifth-grade alchemists. Why can't the final assessment be determined by fifth-grade alchemists? Do we have to accommodate a weak alchemist?"

Another deputy secretary, Jiang Anzhi, also shouted righteously: "We did not arrange this game for Ye Chenfeng alone. When we arrange the assessment projects of our entire Alchemy Pavilion, do we have to consider it for an ordinary contestant? Let's talk about who is this contestant named Ye Chenfeng? What qualifications are he qualified to receive this kind of treatment? Let him, a fourth-grade alchemist, enter the finals directly. This is already a favor to him."

Yuan Kun and Gao Deming's chests were fluctuating. Listening to Liang Kang'an and Jiang Anzhi's high-sounding words, they knew in their hearts that Luo Qibai had known about the content of this assessment for a long time. Luo Qibai was the champion who was designated by Sun Changnian and others.

Sun Changnian was completely out of the mood to talk, and shouted: "The second assessment begins immediately now. Those who don't want to participate can go out immediately."

A medicine cauldron and a spiritual herb that refines the purple spirit pill appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, Yuan Jia and Luo Qibai.

The medicine cauldron and spiritual herbs are of the same quality. It seems that Sun Changnian and others have only arranged one opportunity and must refine the purple spirit pill within one opportunity.

Sun Changnian announced without saying anything about the second finals.

Ye Chenfeng's face was wafty, and he showed a smile in his heart. This method seemed too ridiculous to him, an eighth-grade alchemist.

And after Sun Changnian announced the start of the second assessment.

There was another rumor in the audience.

"It seems that Ye Chenfeng has no hope of winning the championship. He is just a fourth-grade alchemist. How can he refine the fifth-grade purple spirit pill?"

"Yes, even a fifth-grade alchemist, the chance of refining the Purple Spirit Pill is not 100%.

"Oh, it's such a pity. I want to watch Ye Chenfeng rise all the way. This is much more interesting than watching others shine. It seems that Ye Chenfeng's light will completely dim from today. Such a genius is destined to fall in the Tianxuan Festival."

...

The VIP room of Formation Pavilion.

Zhao Xingtu and Leng Zuolong and other ten deputy pavilions were so angry that they jumped. Liang Xiamei said, "This alchemy pavilion can be so unfair, and she said such righteous words, which is simply unbearable. Even though they knew that the pavilion master was a fourth-grade alchemist, they finally assessed the fifth-grade pill. Didn't this just eliminate the pavilion master before the start?"

Xue Wanqing, Yun Rong and others were not worried. They knew that Ye Chenfeng could definitely beat Luo Qibai easily.

Zhao Xingtu and others are not considered outsiders, and they will sooner or later know the grade of Ye Chenfeng's alchemist.

So, Xue Wanqing said: "Senior Zhao, don't be impatient. In fact, this alchemist competition is equivalent to a joke for Chenfeng. Chenfeng will definitely win this game. In fact, Chenfeng is not a fourth-grade alchemist, he is a seventh-grade alchemist."

Zhao Xingtu and others were jumping with righteous foot, and after they were slightly stunned, they widened their eyes at the same time: "What?"

Xue Wanqing repeated again: "Dear seniors, Chen Feng is actually a seventh-grade alchemist. You don't have to worry about this game."

A seven-grade pharmacist?

Zhao Xingtu and others couldn't believe their ears anymore. They could still accept Ye Chenfeng's fourth-grade alchemist, but Ye Chenfeng was a seventh-grade alchemist. This is simply a ghost. How old is Ye Chenfeng? The most important thing is Ye Chenfeng or the formation master who surpasses them.

Yun Rong also spoke, "Old Zhao, don't doubt it. The Tiantian Pills that were auctioned before were all refined by Brother Ye."

"Brother Ye didn't intend to conceal his identity as a seventh-grade alchemist. He planned to find an appropriate time to tell you. I think this time is good, so let Wanqing tell you the same."

After hearing Yun Rong say so.

Zhao Xingtu, Leng Zuolong and others would not think that this was a joke. The heads of these ten deputy heads of the Formation Pavilion were temporarily short-circuited, and their eyes were dull.

Leng Zuolong took a deep breath and said, "Old Yun, let's take a good time. We can't accept this suddenly. This is nothing different from a fantasy."

...To be continued.
Chapter completed!