"Dang!" Not long after Mo Wuji completed his extraction, a bell chime sounded. This bell chime seemed to have a physical effect on Mo Wuji's mind, causing it to buzz for a moment.
Following which, Mo Wuji could smell a burnt smell. Because of this bell chime, a small number of pill refiners who had yet to complete their purification failed. Mo Wuji secretly rejoiced in his heart. Luckily he was a little earlier, and did not attempt a second purification. Otherwise, he would be dead for sure.
This Five Elements Pill Competition really did not give any face, using such a crude method to stop pill refiners from continuing.
Ming Ning walked back to the round altar and said in a clear voice, "The time for the first round is up. May all pill refiners close their pill furnaces, and place the jade vases on top of the pill furnaces."
She did not even need to stop those pill refiners who had yet to complete their purification, because the bell chime had already caused them to fail.
Mo Wuji closed his pill furnace, then carefully placed the jade vases on top of the pill furnace. He seemed to notice Pill Master Ming Ning's gaze sweeping across his right hand, but Mo Wuji did not mind. No matter how strict the rules were, he could not get injured while concocting pills.
A few pill refiners near Mo Wuji saw Mo Wuji's right hand, and could not help but laugh out loud. This was the first time they had seen a pill refiner refine his hand to such an extent.
Mo Wuji acted as though he did not notice the gazes around him, and continued to stare at his own jade vase. His jade vase was number 632.
Roughly two minutes later, Mo Wuji felt a light breeze, and the jade vase he placed on top of the pill furnace was carried away by the breeze.
A moment later, he saw rows of jade vases on the judging table. Behind the judging table sat four people. Including Pill Master Ming Ning, who was standing on the round altar, there were exactly five people.
At this moment, Mo Wuji finally dared to swallow a healing pill. His hand was burnt by the fire, but the Tier 3 Mortal Pills on him were able to control the injuries very quickly. In a few minutes, his hand started to recover.
After keeping the jade vases, Pill Master Ming Ning also sat behind the judging table. The five judges opened the jade vases, and each of them checked the medicinal essences within.
In less than an hour, the five of them had finished checking more than a thousand jade bottles. Three hundred jade bottles were selected and placed aside.
Pill Master Ming Ning stood up once again and walked to the centre of the round altar. At this moment, everyone's attention was on her. This was because she was about to announce the three hundred pill refiners who were qualified to participate in the second round of the competition.
Pill Master Ming Ning's gaze swept across the thousand over pill refiners before she said in a clear voice, "After the first round of the competition, the top 300 have been decided. Alchemists whose number I've called out, please stay. Those who haven't, please leave the venue. "
"Number 18, Number 39, Number 176, Number 98, Number 244 …" Every time Pill Master Ming Ning's number was announced, the hearts of all the pill refiners present would jump. They were all hoping that their own number would be announced.
Mo Wuji felt the same way. He was also looking forward to his number being reported. However, as Pill Master Ming Ning called out more and more numbers, Mo Wuji's heart sank.
After all, his cultivation level was the lowest. In the end, he had to rely on stir-frying to purify the Iron Core Bodhi Fruit. As for the purity of the fruit, Mo Wuji had no confidence in doing so.
"Number 34, Number 711 …" Pill Master Ming Ning was still calling out numbers. Mo Wuji's hands were trembling slightly. Now there were only ten over names left.
"Number 491, Number 56." Pill Master Ming Ning finally stopped reporting the numbers.
Mo Wuji's fists were clenched so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. The wound on his right hand, which had not fully recovered, tore open again. He did not hear the number 632.
Just as Mo Wuji was about to despair, he felt Pill Master Ming Ning's gaze land on him. Before Mo Wuji could react, Pill Master Ming Ning's voice rang out once more, "Number 632, Number 21, Number 2, Number 80 …"
Mo Wuji did not hear the last number at all. He only heard the number 632. He had succeeded. As long as Pill Master Ming Ning called out his number, it would mean that he had passed the first round and entered the top 300. As for why Pill Master Ming Ning had to wait for a period of time before calling out his number, it was completely ignored by him.
When Mo Wuji calmed down from his excitement, he heard Pill Master Ming Ning continue, "... The pill refiners whose numbers I have called out will continue with the second round. The rest of the pill refiners, please leave."
Those pill refiners whose numbers were not called out all left the venue with incomparably desolate looks on their faces.
Zhen Shaoke, who was watching from afar, clenched his fist tightly and waved it in the air. Mo Wuji succeeded. He actually managed to remain in the top 300. Only he knew how difficult it was for Mo Wuji to achieve this. A Channel Opening Stage Tier 3 Mortal Pill Refiner actually managed to survive the Iron Core Bodhi Fruit refinement test. This was simply a miracle.
"Eh, isn't that person …" A girl in the crowd saw Mo Wuji and exclaimed in surprise. Previously, Mo Wuji did not stand out amongst the crowd of over a thousand people. Now that 800 to 900 people had been eliminated, and there were only 300 left, she recognised Mo Wuji in a single glance.
"Wan 'Er, do you recognise anyone amongst those pill refiners?" Standing beside Qu Wan 'Er was a black bearded elder. When he heard Qu Wan' Er's exclamation, he hurried to ask.
One must know that pill refiners who could make it out of the first round were not simple people. For Wan 'Er to know one of the pill refiners, this was definitely not a bad thing for them.
Don't simply look at how the Heavenly Temple was a first rate sect in the Xing Han Empire. However, when placed in the entire Lost Continent, the Heavenly Temple was not outstanding. Moreover, the Heavenly Temple was not a sect that relied on pill refining as its foundation. The Earth Pill Refiners that they had were mostly old fellas who were over a hundred years old. In terms of nurturing the younger generation of pill refiners, the Heavenly Temple could not even be compared to some of the Earth grade pill refiners. On the other hand, the Five Elements Desolate Domain Pill Competition was the world of the young genius pill refiners.
Qu Wan 'Er nodded her head, "I guess I know him. He was just a mortal back then. Because of his indomitable character, I casually helped him twice. That was about half a year ago."
Qu Wan 'Er really did not expect that Mo Wuji would appear here to participate in the Five Elements Pill Competition, and even pass the first round. She said that she helped Mo Wuji twice. The first time was when Shao Feng wanted to kill Mo Wuji, but she and Tan Zhen forcefully stopped him. The second time was in Chang Luo City, when Mo Wuji wanted to buy some drug refining equipment. She found an excuse to help Mo Wuji again.
"You said that he's a mortal?" The black bearded elder asked in surprise.
Qu Wan 'Er hesitated slightly before saying, "He can't be considered a mortal. He has spiritual roots, but it's just that it's very poor. Previously, I saw him kill two Six-footed Lightning Crocodiles. He probably did not cultivate before, and only succeeded by risking his life. "
When she asked Mo Wuji, he did not say that he did not have spiritual roots. He only said that his spiritual roots were poor. Thus, Qu Wan 'Er did not know that Mo Wuji was truly a mortal with mortal roots.
The black bearded elder nodded his head, and said in a lecturing tone, "Wan 'Er, you're still a little too naive. Do you think that a person who did not cultivate before could kill two Six-footed Lightning Crocodiles by risking his life? Do you think that a person who did not cultivate half a year ago could stand here and participate in the Five Elements Desolate Domain Pill Competition, and even pass the first round? "
"Master, you're saying?" Qu Wan 'Er looked at the black bearded elder in disbelief.
The black bearded elder said with certainty, "Not only did he cultivate, he also has his own secrets. It's precisely because he doesn't want others to know about his secrets that he pretended to be a mortal. However, how many of us cultivators who are able to make a name for ourselves don't have our own secrets? "
Qu Wan 'Er was slightly suspicious of her master's words. When she first saw Mo Wuji, he did not seem to be pretending to be down and out. However, the difference between Mo Wuji and now made her feel that her master's words were not without reason.
"Wan 'Er, if that person is able to get into the top 100 of the pill competition, can you invite him out for a meeting?" The black bearded elder asked again.
"Master, you want him to help me get a placing?" Qu Wan 'Er understood her master's intentions.
The Heavenly Temple's Pill Dao was not very impressive to begin with. Even if there were some exceptional young pill refiners that could fight their way into the top 100, there were still too many monks and too little porridge. This was because the Heavenly Temple was an incomparably large sect with many factions and countless genius disciples. It would not be easy for Qu Wan 'Er to request for a placing to enter the Traceless Desolate Domain.
The black bearded elder nodded, "If he can fight his way into the top 100, even if we can't get a placing, it would not be a bad idea to form a good relationship with him. Such a young pill refiner would definitely have a bright future ahead of him. "
Qu Wan 'Er pursed her lips and did not say a word. Back then, she gave Mo Wuji a few hundred thousand gold coins to lend her a stalk of spiritual herb. It was indeed because of Mo Wuji's perseverance that she admired. She could not help but feel a tinge of pity. She was not willing to see a man that she admired be stumped by a mere few hundred thousand gold coins.
The affairs of the world were unpredictable. In such a short period of time, she was already begging Mo Wuji for help. Even Qu Wan 'Er herself did not expect this.
At this moment, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart. There was a moment where she even hoped that Mo Wuji would not charge into the top 100. That way, she would not have to lower her head to beg Mo Wuji for anything. Even if she only wanted to catch up with Mo Wuji, she did not want Mo Wuji to give her a placing.
This was not just because of her pride. More importantly, she knew that even if Mo Wuji obtained a placing, it would be difficult for him to give her a placing. This was because Mo Wuji would definitely be representing a sect in the Five Elements Pill Competition. If he won, the placing would not be given to Mo Wuji.
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At this moment, the eliminated pill refiners had left the stage. Mo Wuji and co. were also brought to a place to rest. The pill furnaces in front of the round altar were quickly cleared away. In a short period of time, there were 300 more things that looked like flower pots.
Pill Master Ming Ning stood up and said, "Pill refiners participating in the second round, please stand in front of your own medicine pot."
So these things were called medicine pots. Mo Wuji quickly found his medicine pot number 632.
Pill Master Ming Ning saw that all the pill refiners were standing in place. She then said, "The second round of the Five Elements Pill Competition shall begin …"
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