The Sacred Martial Void Elixir.
Just hearing this name caused everyone on and off the stage to become restless.
"It's the Sacred Martial Void Elixir. Oh my god!"
"That's a genuine Sacred Grade elixir. It's too difficult …"
"I don't think anyone will be able to refine the real Sacred Martial Void Elixir in this year's competition."
Many people in the audience were whispering to each other.
The faces of many alchemists on the stage instantly darkened. To them, this question was simply hopeless.
Some alchemists even had the thought of giving up on the competition …
The Sacred Martial Void Elixir was considered the best elixir to refine among the Sacred Grade elixirs.
However, that was only in comparison to other Sacred Grade elixirs.
For quasi-Emperor-level alchemists and Emperor-level alchemists, it was an insurmountable gap.
On the rostrum, all the elders and deacons of the Northern Xuan Region could not believe their ears when they heard the question.
They looked at each other with confusion and panic in their eyes. Even they did not dare to say that they would be able to refine such a question, let alone the contestants below.
In the past, President Geng Jie had personally set the questions. In the most difficult session, he had only set a quasi-Saint Grade question.
In that session, nearly thirty percent of the contestants had given up.
Most of the remaining contestants had only tried to refine the elixir but had no choice but to give up in the end.
Less than ten percent of the alchemists had managed to refine something that could barely be called an elixir. However, it was not a genuine quasi-Emperor-level elixir.
In that session, Li Moqing was the only contestant who had managed to refine the elixir!
The difference between a quasi-Saint Grade elixir and a genuine Sacred Grade elixir was like night and day. What would be the result of this session?
The elders could not help but look at President Geng Jie, who was seated at the front of the rostrum.
Geng Jie froze when he heard the question. His face was as black as charcoal. He glared at Beigong Jian, the president of the Eastern Xuan Region's Alchemist Guild.
"Beigong Jian, what do you mean by this?" Geng Jie asked through gritted teeth.
The old man with a mustache, Beigong Jian, picked up his teacup unhurriedly and took a sip. He said, "Old Geng, what do you mean by 'I'?"
"Don't play dumb with me!"
Geng Jie's face was filled with anger, as if he was about to explode. "This is the test you helped this old man come up with?"
According to tradition, the Alchemy Conference would invite the presidents of the other three domains to come and watch. Previously, when they came, they only made a few sarcastic remarks and did not do anything substantial.
But this year, the president of the Eastern Xuan Region's Alchemist Guild, Beigong Jian, had insisted on letting him set the questions. Geng Jie didn't think too much about it. In order to maintain the friendship between the two sides, he had agreed. But he hadn't expected such a result.
They had directly given a saint grade pill as a test. How could they let the Northern Xuan Region's alchemists refine it?!
They clearly wanted to see the Northern Xuan Region make a fool of themselves!
"Old Geng, don't be anxious. President Beigong Jian also wants to stimulate the potential of the Northern Xuan Region's alchemists. If you think that the test is too difficult and no one in the Northern Xuan Region can refine a saint grade pill, then change the test now!"
"That's right, Old Geng. You've also seen the Alchemy Conventions in our Eastern, Western, and Southern Xuan Regions. The exam questions are all about true saint grade pills. Why is it that the difficulty of the exam in your Northern Xuan Region has dropped? I believe that you don't want to be treated differently, right? "
Hearing the two presidents of the Southern and Western Xuan Region echoing each other and speaking up for Beigong Jian, the anger on Geng Jie's face intensified.
But now, he could only endure and not flare up. After all, the other party was a guest from afar. Logically speaking, it was indeed reasonable.
But the overall strength of the Northern Xuan Region's alchemists was indeed lower than the other three domains. Therefore, the test questions he usually set were simpler.
However, the test questions had already been announced. If he changed the test questions now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?
It was clearly telling the other party that the Northern Xuan Region's alchemists were not good enough and that the test questions were too difficult.
Asking him to admit this was worse than killing him!
"... Alright! Since that's the case, the Alchemy Conference will continue. I don't believe that there won't be anyone who can stand out and give me a surprise this time! "
Geng Jie gritted his teeth and squeezed the words out from between his teeth. His gaze focused on Li Moqing, who was his only hope.
He was also the last piece of cloth to protect the dignity of the Northern Xuan Region's Alchemy Guild!
"Moqing, everything depends on you!" Geng Jie clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves. Because of the strength he exerted, his knuckles had already turned white.
At this moment, Beigong Jian chuckled and said, "Old Geng, you don't have to worry. Just in case, I brought my grandson, Beigong Wen, to participate in the competition. I guarantee that at least one person will be able to refine the Saint Martial Entering Void Pill in the end, so that this Alchemy Conference won't end awkwardly."
Hearing this, Geng Jie's old eyes widened. Only now did he realize that the person standing behind the stage opposite Li Moqing was the Eastern Xuan Region's alchemist genius, Beigong Wen!
"Beigong Jian, I really have to thank your ancestors!"
Geng Jie was so angry that his entire body trembled. His eyes were red, and he wanted nothing more than to pounce on this old bastard and bite him to death.
How was this helping him? This was clearly a slap to the face of all the alchemists in the Northern Xuan Region!
If the final result was that all the alchemists in the Northern Xuan Region failed and only Beigong Wen succeeded, wouldn't that mean that the entire Northern Xuan Region was trash? There were so many alchemists in the Northern Xuan Region, but not a single one of them could compare to Beigong Wen. In the end, a contestant from another region won the championship.
Thinking of this scene, Geng Jie's head buzzed. Even with his Great Void Ancient Realm cultivation, he felt like his head was about to explode!
"Old Geng, you and I have known each other for many years. There's no need to be so polite."
Beigong Jian and the other two alchemist guild masters smiled at each other. Their faces were filled with pride. He wanted to make Geng Jie suffer. It would be best if he could anger this old bastard to death.
He thought back to when the two of them were young. They both fell in love with the same girl at the same time, and then they both pursued the same girl at the same time. He, who had always been superior to Geng Jie in all aspects, was defeated in this pursuit of love.
In the end, Geng Jie won the heart of the beauty, and she became his wife.
Every time he thought back to this matter, Beigong Jian would gnash his teeth in anger. From then on, he swore that he and Geng Jie could not exist under the same sky. He wanted Geng Jie to pay the price and live in his shadow for the rest of his life!
And the Alchemy Conference this time was also a part of his endless revenge!
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