Qin Yichen naturally knew that he would attract a lot of trouble by standing here.
He dared to stand here because he was fully prepared.
As long as he won first place and qualified for the Pill Pagoda's test, no clan would dare to touch him!
They would not be able to withstand the wrath of the Pill Pagoda.
Hence, Qin Yichen was still as carefree as ever. Even though Wang Muyu, who was beside him, was about to explode in anger, he did not even look at him.
He had been completely ignored!
Soon, a set of herbs was placed on each of the bluestone platforms. Each herb was covered with a thin piece of paper.
Qin Yichen picked up the paper and glanced at it. He was shocked to find that it was a level one elixir formula. What made Qin Yichen speechless was that the formula was very messy. It was obvious that someone had casually copied it.
Generally speaking, a traditional formula would clearly state the amount of ingredients and ingredients needed to be eaten. However, the formula in his hand was a complete mess. Some of the ingredients and ingredients were not even written down.
Then, when the competitors' gazes landed on the herbs in front of them, most of them were stunned!
That was because the medicinal ingredients in front of them were actually dozens of different medicinal herbs and ingredients mixed together … They even saw that there were ingredients that didn't even appear in the formula in this mixed medicinal ingredients.
What was this?!
Many of them were confused. The formula did not state the quantity and the herbs were a mess. They did not know what to do.
"Interesting."
Qin Yichen only glanced at it and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
This formula seemed to have no clue how to combine herbs, but it was actually a test of their basic skills in many aspects.
One of them was the familiarity of the formula.
A normal formula was usually composed of ten to twenty different herbs. Coupled with the precision of the quantity, it was very troublesome to memorize it. Many alchemists were not willing to memorize it.
After all, there was a formula to follow.
The formula in front of them was a formula that was basically useless. It was the formula for the Drifting Cloud Pill.
This Flowing Cloud Pill actually didn't have any effect. It only helped with sleep. How could ordinary alchemists come into contact with it?
This, without a doubt, increased the difficulty even more.
The second was the differentiation of medicinal herbs.
Inside, there were many herbs that looked very similar. Even the smell was similar. However, if one used the wrong one, it would lead to failure.
The third was the basics of alchemy.
It seemed like a mess, but only a few people could see the truth behind it.
It seemed that most people would be eliminated in the first round.
"So it's the Flowing Cloud Pill …"
On the other high platform, Wang Muyu was able to identify it quickly.
In order to please his father, he had specially refined a lot of them. Who would have thought that they would be of help to him now?
"Looks like some people can't even pass the first round."
Wang Muyu looked at Qin Yichen and saw that the latter was still staring at the formula in his hand in a daze. He could not help but sneer.
He wanted to see how this kid would get off the stage when the time came!
Although this place was the center of attention, if one did not have the ability to stand on it, he would be ridiculed by everyone in the end.
After many alchemists had finished refining, Qin Yichen frowned and put down the formula in his hand.
To him, refining the Flowing Cloud Pill was not difficult at all. He even had many ways to improve it.
His expression was just that of hesitation, wondering if he should improve it.
"Bang! … "
While he was still thinking, a light sound came from a green stone platform not far away. A perfectly round pill flew out and was then skillfully placed into a wooden box by the alchemist.
"A third grade pill!"
Suddenly, a sharp-eyed person exclaimed.
In such a short period of time, not only did the alchemist identify the formula and the medicinal herbs, but he also successfully refined a third grade pill. All of this showed that the alchemist's ability was extraordinary.
However, it seemed that the first alchemist to successfully refine the pill was not from the Celestial Qilin Kingdom.
Although he was not like Wang Muyu and the rest who were standing on the high platform, his eyes were filled with disdain for the alchemists around him.
At this moment, Wang Muyu, who was second only to Zhou Tianwei, was still refining.
The gap between the two of them was very obvious.
"Bang!"
Not long after, Wang Muyu successfully refined the pill.
He wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked at the pill in his hand, feeling quite pleased with himself.
In such a short period of time, he had successfully refined a second grade pill. This was something to be proud of.
However, the cheers and praises that he had imagined did not come. At this moment, Wang Muyu realized that everyone's eyes were on the inconspicuous little green platform.
There, a man who was obviously younger than him stood there leisurely with a small wooden box in front of him.
"How is this possible?"
He could not believe that someone was faster than him when he was familiar with the formula.
Then, our Grand Young Master Wang met the second person who ignored him within a day.
Just like Qin Yichen, the alchemist from another kingdom ignored his existence.
"Luckily, he's not from another kingdom. I only need to become the number one alchemist in Celestial Qilin …"
Soon, Wang Muyu looked away with a gloomy face. Instead, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.
He did not care about the Pill Pagoda's quota!
This was because, in his opinion, even if he got it, it would just be a trip to the Central Region. He did not think that he would be chosen by the Pill Pagoda.
Then, Wang Muyu looked at Qin Yichen who was beside him again.
At this moment, Qin Yichen had already started to throw herbs into the cauldron.
Unlike the others, he did not separate out all the medicinal herbs first. Instead, he directly picked out the ones he wanted from the mess of medicinal herbs and threw them into the pill furnace.
"Is this guy planning to go all out?"
Wang Muyu was stunned at first. Then, a cold smile appeared on his face.
How could an ordinary alchemist be able to refine a first grade pill?!
However, just as he was sneering, Qin Yichen had already chosen the herbs and closed the cauldron.
"Poor!"
After seeing Qin Yichen's shabby little cauldron, this word appeared in Wang Muyu's mind.
A good alchemist, other than talent, had to have a good cauldron!
A cauldron could be said to be the alchemist's second life.
Without a good cauldron, the pills refined would be greatly reduced no matter how strong one was.
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