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The elder in charge of monitoring turned to look at Ning Yue: "...Of course, it has nothing to do with you."

Ning Yue nodded: "Okay, that's good."

The supervising elder looked at her with disdain.

Even a top-tier alchemist cannot produce top-tier pills every time, nor can they attract lightning tribulations every time.

Unless the quality of the elixir is exceptionally high.

She's really being arrogant; it'll be embarrassing if she doesn't attract any heavenly lightning later.

The supervising elder watched Ning Yue's retreating figure and cautiously pursed his lips.

Ning Yue had no interest in looking at the elder. After asking his question, he carried the alchemy furnace and spiritual plants into the small cubicle.

Jiang Yishen followed behind Ning Yue, wanting to go to the room next to hers.

Ning Yue sincerely tried to stop him: "It's a bit dangerous, why don't you stay away from me?"

Jiang Yishen didn't speak, just quietly looked at her.

"I'm serious," Ning Yue looked at him, "when the lightning comes, it will definitely strike the neighbor's house too."

"It's alright," Jiang Yishen insisted.

"Alright then." Ning Yue stopped refusing. "Just remember to hide."

Anyway, she had already advised him that if he got hurt, it wouldn't be her problem.

On the other side of Ning Yue's cubicle was a girl whose eyes lit up when she saw Ning Yue walking in this direction.

She looked at Ning Yue with a bling-bling expression.

Ning Yue couldn't stand the star attack, so he took the initiative to greet her.

The girl was so excited she could hardly speak, she exclaimed.

"Hello, hello, hello! I'm Fu You, a disciple of the Crimson Cloud Sect! You even gave me flowers before!"

Ning Yue recognized her; she was one of the girls who spoke up for her during the sword cultivator competition.

"Of course I remember you!" Ning Yue looked at her with bright eyes.

Fu You almost jumped up from her seat to hug Ning Yue, when she heard Ning Yue say...

"Refining pills next to me might be a bit dangerous, why don't you move to another spot?"

"No!" Fu You shook her head decisively. "I just want to be closer to you!"

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Ning Yue had no choice but to give in, "...Alright then."

Ning Yue thought seriously, "This little girl needs to be kept in line."

If she gets injured, make her some healing pills.

Anything Ning Yue makes is bound to be of high quality!

"The competition is about to begin. Everyone return to your respective cubicles and are not allowed to communicate unless absolutely necessary."

The elder in charge of monitoring urged them on from the side.

Fu You watched Ning Yue reluctantly as he entered his cubicle, only turning her gaze away after his figure disappeared from sight.

Suddenly, a deep gaze fell upon her.

Fu You looked over in confusion—

It turned out that Jiang Yishen was staring at her, and although his gaze wasn't malicious, it wasn't exactly friendly either.

Fu You narrowed her eyes, looking back defiantly: "What are you looking at?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yishen withdrew his gaze, said nothing, and turned to enter his cubicle.

Ning Yue didn't care about what was happening outside.

Qi Gathering Pill...

Taking it helps absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, accelerating the pace of cultivation.

This group is probably made up of intermediate-level alchemists.

There are only a handful of cultivators in the entire cultivation world, and now most of them have gathered here.

She raised her hand to look at the herbs in her hand, and had to admit that they were completely different from the herbs with abundant spiritual energy in her consciousness space.

Ning Yue summoned Little Flower in his mind and commanded it to go into his consciousness space to pick herbs.

Xiao Hua looked reluctant, but in the end she obediently picked the herbs.

"Isn't this a competition? Do you think you can just switch the herbs?"

Ning Yue thought Xiao Hua was criticizing him for not following the rules.

So he said nonchalantly, "You don't actually think I can refine Heaven-grade pills only because of top-quality herbs, do you?"

"Even if you give these herbs to other people, they won't be able to refine them."

"Of course I know," Xiaohua said, looking at her strangely.

"What I mean is, using these herbs here will inevitably attract lightning, is that alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Ning Yue waved her hand, "I'm just here to show off this time."

"Who cares if it's outrageous or not? Don't worry, I'll protect the others."

After Ning Yue finished speaking, he began refining pills according to his usual steps.

It's unclear whether it's due to her improved cultivation level or her increased familiarity with Refining Heaven-grade pills.

Unlike before, this time, my spiritual energy wasn't completely drained.

They handled it with great ease.

She was completely focused on the alchemy furnace in front of her.

The aura of successfully refined pills wafted around him. Ning Yue could sense that the people around him were leaving the cubicle one after another.

The supervising elder glanced at the hourglass in the air and said with a hint of schadenfreude, "Time's almost up."

Jiang Yishen frowned as he looked at Ning Yue's cubicle; there was no trace of any medicinal pills inside.

Has something gone wrong?

Fu You looked at the hourglass with concern; it was almost empty!

She then turned her gaze to Ning Yue's cubicle and stomped her foot in place.

If you don't come out soon, you'll fail. If you fail to refine the elixir within the specified time, you'll be eliminated.

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Apart from Jiang Yishen and Fu You, the other disciples' eyes gradually changed from expectant to indifferent.

She had probably already made up her mind about Ning Yue.

That's all there is to it.

The elder's smile widened, and he made no attempt to hide the contempt in his eyes.

Looking at Ning Yue's cubicle, he mocked, "Where's the Heavenly-grade Pill? Where's the Heavenly Thunder? I'm waiting for you."

It seems to be nothing special after all. Perhaps the Heavenly-grade pill from last time...

"Elder!" Jiang Yishen suddenly interrupted him, his face cold and stern. "Words can be dangerous. Do you know who you're spreading rumors about?"

The elder in charge of monitoring looked at the hourglass with an air of arrogance and snorted coldly.

"You don't even have the qualifications to compete, so what are you afraid of what others will say? Blame it on your own lack of ability but your insistence on showing off."

"You!" Jiang Yishen gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and was about to take a step forward, but was suddenly pulled back by Fu You beside him.

Fu You's expression was also cold. She calmly said, "Ignore him. Anyway, the time hasn't come yet, so Ning Yue hasn't lost his qualification."

"The time hasn't come yet?" The supervising elder seemed to have heard something ridiculous.

Only a wisp of sand remained in the hourglass in the air, almost invisible, and it was still slowly sliding down.

"There's no need for that, it makes no difference." The supervising elder raised an eyebrow and was about to lift the curtain of Ning Yue's cubicle.

There are restrictions in the cubicles; if an elder touches them from the outside, it means that the disciple has lost their qualification.

Fu You stood in front of the elder in charge of monitoring: "Elder, the hourglass hasn't finished running yet. Isn't it too early to lift the curtain now?"

"Morning?" A disciple who didn't recognize him sneered.

"Hurry up, how long have we been waiting here? I don't need to tell you how precious an alchemist's time is."

"Are we just going to wait here like this? Just wait and waste time?"

Fu You frowned: "It'll be quick, it won't take long at all, why rush it?"

"What difference does a few more seconds or less make? If you can't refine it, you can't refine it. Let's get it over with as soon as possible."

Most of the disciples kept their eyes down and did their own thing, paying no attention to these disputes.

Jiang Yishen stood expressionless in front of Ning Yue's cubicle.

"According to the rules, the time has not yet come, and the elders are not authorized to lift the disciples' curtains at will."

"Hmph," the supervising elder glanced at him sideways, his expression full of mockery.

"Fine, I'm not going to argue with you. I'll just wait a few seconds."

A profound silence fell over the air.

Almost everyone looked up at the hourglass at the same time.

finally--

The last grain of sand is about to fall to the bottom of the bottle.

The elder in charge of monitoring smirked with excitement and announced loudly, "Ning Yue failed to meet the deadline within the stipulated time..."

"Boom—!"

A loud noise came from the distant horizon!