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However, Jun Qiyan was completely unaware of everything that was happening in the room next door. Her concoction process was nearing its end, and as she raised her head to look at the sunlight outside, she realized that it was almost noon, which was the best time for medicinal pills to enter the furnace.

After a long while, she stopped what she was doing and raised the sign to start refining the pill. She wanted to enter the furnace at exactly noon.

She gently poured the fully integrated herbs into the furnace. The medicinal herbs were poured into the furnace under the sun, bringing an indescribable radiance.

However, the pill refiners who were focused on their pill furnaces had no time to pay attention to their pill furnaces.

"Done."

As they looked at the color and condition of the herbs as they entered the furnace, a clear and cold voice rang out in the room. Pei Shu and the others were confused as to what had just happened. The concoction was completed?

After closing the furnace, the refining began.

Jun Qiyan activated the spirit power within his body and ignited the fire.

However, Jun Qiyan didn't stare at the furnace like most people did after the fire had started. She reached out a hand to wipe away the sweat that had gathered on her forehead. The most difficult step of her pill had already been completed.

As long as she kept the fire burning, her pills would be fine.

As for the other alchemists, they saw that Jun Qianyan wasn't as focused as they thought after he started refining the pill. They secretly laughed; this person probably knew that he didn't have enough time, so he decided to give up.

Time passed bit by bit in the pill refining field.

Apothecaries began to have all kinds of problems with this step, such as the explosion of the pill furnace, the extinguishing of the fire, the lack of spiritual energy, and so on.

There were also others who chose to give up because they didn't have enough time.

Thus, by the sixth day, the number of alchemists in the alchemy field was already less than two thousand.

The opening of the furnace was the most important thing.

The success or failure of the pill depended on it.

Alchemists had to be very familiar with the state of their furnace. If they opened the furnace too early, it would be a failure to form the pill. If they opened the furnace too late, the pill would be a failure even though it had already taken shape.

The moment the pill was formed, the furnace would open, and the medicinal effect of the pill would be at its best.

On the sixth day, there were only a handful of people who had opened their stoves. The pill grades were not high, and in the hundreds of people who had opened their stoves, there were very few who had reached the third grade.

The grade of the pellet was the highest in terms of grade nine and the lowest in terms of grade one. However, let alone a level nine pellet, level five was rare even in the Eastern Xuan Continent.

If he wanted to become An Jiang's direct disciple, he had already said that he wouldn't accept anyone as his disciple until he reached the fourth rank, even if he won the competition.

Seeing the grade of their pills, all of them lost hope. After they left the stage, they all gathered around to watch the competition.

Right now, they were more concerned about who would become An Jiang's direct disciple.

On the morning of the seventh day, another group of people had already started their cooking. Li Yan was one of them as well. The grade of his pills was already over three, so it was hopeless.

As time passed, more and more people began to open the furnace, but not even four people appeared.

Until Huang Yuanyuan started the furnace.

Tier 1 to level 3 pill, when the pill took shape, it was usually tasteless and lecherous.

Rank 4 to 6 were medium-grade pills, and when the pill was formed, it would have a light color with a light fragrance.

Grade seven was a high-grade pill. Its color was pale and it carried a peculiar fragrance.

The eighth level was a divine grade pill. It was said that its color was clear and shallow, and it carried a strange fragrance. One could recover their spirit energy just by smelling it.

Grade 9 pills could no longer be called pills. There was a record in the ancient book that a grade 9 pill could transform into a living being, but no one had ever seen one.

The smell of a Tier 4 pill emanated from Huang Yuanyuan's cauldron, causing most people to turn their attention to her. Huang Pingping opened the furnace this morning, and it was a Tier 3 pill.

She looked at Huang Yuanyuan's cauldron with jealousy in her eyes. However, she didn't dare to do anything under the watchful eyes of the crowd. She could only pray that Huang Yuanyuan had failed to concoct the pill.

Unfortunately, the Heavens did not fulfil this wish. When the afternoon arrived, Huang Yuanyuan gave him a Grade 4 pill called the Wood Spirit Pill. Its main function was to increase the power of the person with the wood spirit root.

Seeing Huang Yuanyuan's pills, although the usage was a little narrow, it was already past the threshold of President An Jiang to take in a disciple.

Huang Yuanyuan looked at the pill in her hand as a smile appeared on her face. The first thing she did was to look at Jun Qiyan's movements, but she discovered that she had not even opened the furnace, so she did not know why, but she felt a strong uneasiness in her heart as she looked at the pill furnace. From the wooden board, it could be seen that Jun Qiyan's strength was not to be underestimated.

Apart from Jun Qiyan, could she become the direct disciple of An Jiang? The next step would be to see who had yet to open the furnace.

By the time the time the time came, there were already five Tier 4 pills, including Huang Yuanyuan.

Jun Qiyan's pill furnace was still unmoving.

The only one who had yet to open the furnace was Jun Qiyan.

When fifteen minutes was up, Jun Qiyan's alchemy furnace still had no signs of opening.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the pill refining field.

Looking around, it turned out to be President An Jiang.

He stood on the platform and looked at the people in the arena. At this moment, there were only five people in the arena who had managed to refine a Grade Four pill and Jun Qiyan who was in the process of refining the pill.

He looked at Jun Qiyan's pill furnace with undisguised eagerness in his eyes.

Everyone had noticed President An Jiang's actions, and couldn't help but start to look forward to the pill that Jun Qiyan had refined.

Pei Shu had already lit up an incense stick, and by the time the incense was out, the exam was already over.

When the incense was about to burn halfway, a refreshing fragrance suddenly came from the pill refining field …

It was Jun Qiyan's pill furnace. Everyone had the same thought in their minds.

Just as the incense was about to burn out, Jun Qiyan's pill furnace was about to open.

At this moment, an alchemist suddenly made his move and tried to break through the restrictions on the arena in an attempt to destroy Jun Qianyan's furnace. No one expected this scene to occur, and just as everyone was about to react, the alchemist who had suddenly made his move was suddenly swept away by an unknown force.

He rammed straight into the stone statue, and like a kite with its string cut, he fell to the ground, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Jun Qiyan looked at the miserable state of the alchemist with a face full of shock. Even though she had reacted to it, the alchemist had already turned into this kind of appearance before she could even make a move. Who would be so kind?

"It's time for your pill."

A deep male voice suddenly rang out in her ears. Jun Qiyan didn't have the time to listen carefully as she looked at the pill furnace in front of her. As expected, the pill furnace was ready, and the fragrance of the pill became more and more obvious as it was activated.