Currently, the Sun had just risen, shedding down faint gold light that engulfed the entire Shang Qing Sect.
A silhouette in white sliced across the sky like a shooting star. He left behind a white mark in midair and slowly disappeared from the world.
He appeared to be around 17 to 18 years old. Though his face was ordinary, his temperament was extraordinary. He had the otherworldly vibe of an immortal.
It was Ling Xian.
His expression was very calm and there was not a trace of arrogance. Because he didn't think winning the competition was a big deal.
Though he didn't spend too much time on crafts, the inheritance from the Immortal of Crafts, Duan Shan He, was an unparalleled technique. Plus, his soul was extremely powerful. Therefore, in the three months before the competition, he had already leveled up to the fifth realm.
Or else he wouldn't have made the Qi Testing Dial of the fifth realm in front of everyone.
Therefore, winning the competition was within his expectations.
"I need to speed up. Or else the competition for the Path of Alchemy will end soon."
Ling Xian mumbled and flew towards the Path of Alchemy at full speed.
Though one could participate in the competition regardless of whether they arrived early or late, if they arrived after the competition ended, then they wouldn't have the chance to participate. Therefore, after he won the title of the Path of Crafts, he rushed towards the Path of Alchemy without stopping.
Though he had been in isolation for the past 10 years and didn't spend much time on alchemy, in the three months before the competition, he spent some time enlightening himself with the Encyclopedia of Alchemy.
This Encyclopedia was Liao Cang Qiong's lifelong study. There was no need to elaborate on its mysteriousness. After his breakthrough, his soul became even more powerful. Therefore, he was now a Fifth Realm Alchemist.
And don't forget, his most powerful opponent was someone he had defeated before.
Therefore, Ling Xian flew at full speed and tried to get to the Path of Alchemy before the competition ended.
Just as he was rushing towards the Path of Alchemy, the competition had already begun. It could even be said that it was almost over.
Similar to the competition venue for the Path of Crafts, the venue for the Path of Alchemy was very simple.
On the empty ground, there was a giant transparent barrier. In midair, a few giant silhouettes floated. Around them were crowds of spectators.
Inside the barrier, more than 10 silhouettes were sitting in a lotus position. Before everyone was a cauldron. Their expressions were serious as they brewed the medicinal Dan inside the cauldron.
There were both men and women among them, and each of them had an extraordinary bearing. Without a doubt, the most eye-catching person was the strongest descendant of the Hong Clan, Hong Zhuang Luo.
She was dressed in a red robe. Her face was devoid of any makeup, but her beauty was enough to cause the downfall of a country. Moreover, her temperament was even more extraordinary. There was a hint of nobility and coldness like a snow lotus on an iceberg, as well as an otherworldly fairy from the Nine Heavens.
Whether it was her appearance, temperament, or her own ability, all of them made her the most eye-catching person in the crowd.
Coupled with her background, she became even more extraordinary. She could truly be called a Heaven's Favorite and was revered as a goddess by countless male cultivators.
However, Hong Zhuang Luo still had a shadow in her heart.
That shadow originated from Ling Xian.
She would never be able to forget the image of that man with the perfect Dan above his head, like a God descending to the mortal realm.
To her, it was a blow, a defeat, and a humiliation.
In order to avenge herself and defeat Ling Xian when they meet again, this Heaven's Favorite left the Hong Clan and traveled around Yuezhou in search of her own fortune.
She did acquire a fortune, and it was because of this fortune that she was forced to join the Shang Qing Sect.
Currently, Hong Zhuang Luo was completely focused on brewing the medicinal Dan inside the cauldron.
Waves of fragrance floated out of the cauldron and filled the entire protective barrier in the blink of an eye. As much as everyone felt refreshed, they couldn't help but reveal astonishment on their faces.
Based on the aroma alone, everyone was certain that the Dan Hong Zhuang Luo was brewing was of the fifth realm and that it would be at least of the seventh rank!
Without a doubt, everyone here was very far away from this realm. The highest level among them was merely of the sixth realm. Even the Dan they brewed could not reach the seventh rank.
Therefore, when they determined that the Dan Hong Zhuang Luo brewed was a Dan of the fifth realm of the seventh rank, they all had complex expressions on their faces.
There was shock, unwillingness, and bitterness. But most of all, they understood.
They had predicted that Hong Zhuang Luo's realm was very high and that the Dan she brewed would be extraordinary as well. Therefore, they didn't reveal too much of an expression of shock.
After Hong Zhuang Luo opened the cauldron, a Dan the size of a dragon's eye flew out. It was emitting dense light and aroma.
Everyone's gazes became sluggish. It wasn't because of the light the Dan was emitting, it was because of the carvings on it.
Eight carvings!
There were eight carvings!
On top of that Dan, there was already a ninth carving. Though it was only half a carving, it was enough to prove how capable Hong Zhuang Luo was.
A Dan that was close to the ninth rank was not something anyone could brew.
Therefore, after being stunned for a moment, everyone let out cries of shock.
"It's an eighth rank Dan and it's only one step away from the ninth rank. We have underestimated Miss Hong."
"Yeah, it is no wonder she is the strongest descendant of the Hong Clan. Her alchemy skills sure are dominating."
"That's right. We can only look up to her but we cannot surpass her."
Everyone was in awe and exclaimed over Hong Zhuang Luo's powerfulness.
Even the elders who were watching from the outside were admiring her. It was no wonder this woman was the strongest descendant of the Hong Clan. She was powerful.
"You have flattered me." Hong Zhuang Luo softly smiled. There was some happiness on her beautiful face.
She didn't really care about the title of winning and she didn't care about the 50,000 contribution points. However, the chance to train at the Cliff of Enlightenment for a day was something she had to get.
Right now, the championship was already in her hands. Naturally, she would be happy about it.
"Haha, you are far too humble. You have been recognized as the winner of the Shang Qing Sect for a long time. Even we admire you. "
"That's right. You are the winner of the Path of Alchemy. You deserve it and you deserve it."
"Haha, well said. Fairy Hong's alchemy skills far surpass mine. Out of all the descendants from the Path of Alchemy, you are one of the best. "
Everyone chimed in. Other than congratulations, their words were full of flattery.
They had predicted that Hong Zhuang Luo would be the winner. Therefore, from the beginning, they had no intention of fighting for the title. This woman was beautiful and had a powerful background. The first day she entered the Sect, she became the goddess of all the male cultivators.
Therefore, of course, everyone complimented her in hopes that they could leave a deep impression in their goddess' heart.
Just as everyone was complimenting Hong Zhuang Luo and the atmosphere was peaceful, a bright laughter arose from afar, making everyone frown.
"The winner hasn't been announced yet. Isn't it too early to congratulate her?"
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