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Zhao Fan snorted a few times, but he wisely chose not to speak again. No matter what, as a prince, Bei Mingjue was still Xi Huan's most favored prince. He should act when he had the advantage, and he should have already done the deed.

If he really was a Grade Seven Alchemist, then he wouldn't need to be afraid … Unfortunately, he wasn't!

Seeing that Zhao Fan did not continue, Bei Mingjue continued, "Master Zhao is someone that we invited to treat royal father's illness to refine the Seventh Rank Spirit Recovery Pill, we naturally believe in Master Zhao's ability, just that, adding one more person would guarantee that!"

"Miss Zi is by Master Zhao's side to assist! At critical moments, we still have to rely on Master Zhao's ability. " Bei Mingjue frowned slightly. He had already discussed this matter with Zi Lingxue before he came here, and he had also instructed Zi Lingxue to keep a close eye on Zhao Fan from the shadows!

If there really was an accident, then he had to take care of it in time, so Zi Lingxue had no objections right now.

Zhao Fan, on the other hand, puffed his beard and glared at Zi Lingxue, "She … "He's also an alchemist?"

It was not Zhao Fan's fault for saying that, this Zi Lingxue was indeed young. At such a young age, unless someone saw him with their own eyes, no one would believe that Zi Lingxue was the legendary Seventh Rank alchemist. Even if they really believed that Zi Lingxue was an alchemist, she would still be a low rank alchemist.

Therefore, Zhao Fan cleverly made use of this point.

"Yes, she is indeed an alchemist." Bei Mingjue slightly twisted his forehead.

However, Zhao Fan put on a look of disbelief, "Then I wonder if the Seventh Prince has ever personally witnessed this little girl refining pills."

"This …" Bei Mingjue was really stumped by Zhao Fan's question. He had only seen the Pill Lightning produced by Zi Lingxue's medicinal pellets twice.

But there were no other alchemists around Zi Lingxue, so wasn't the Pill Lightning produced by Zi Lingxue's alchemy? Could it be that she came out of nowhere to take a stroll?

Seeing that Bei Mingjue was stopped by him, Zhao Fan's eyes started to whirl around, continuously stroking his goatee, his brain quickly working, "It's not impossible for her to be my assistant!"

"However, Seventh Prince should have this Lady Zi show us some skills. He can't just find a little kid and call him an alchemist, right?" We have to let her prove her strength to us! "

Hearing this, all the alchemists who were originally nurturing nodded their heads. They could ignore the fact that Zhao Fan, the talkative swindler, was bullying them with the royal family's salary … And now, a young girl this young? Then, would they still have any face to continue living in Xi Huan's palace?

"Lady Zi …" Bei Mingjue looked at Zi Lingxue, whether or not to prove her strength in front of everyone, would depend on Zi Lingxue's decision.

Zi Lingxue looked straight at Zhao Fan, as if she was trying to see through him, "I wonder how Master Zhao wants me to prove this?"

Zhao Fan replied without thinking, "Since I'm an alchemist, when I show my ability, it's naturally to refine medicine!"

The corner of Zi Lingxue's mouth rose into a cold smile, "Good!"

Without waiting for Zhao Fan to speak, Zi Lingxue added, "Master Zhao is right. Since you are displaying your own abilities, then this little girl has nothing to show for it, what do you think about doing this, Master Zhao?"

Since Master Zhao is a tier 7 alchemist, this little girl can also imagine that Master Zhao can consult me about it. How about we compare the alchemy formulas to each other and see what their standards are? Of course, since it is only a small exchange, we don't need to waste spiritual energy by refining those high level pills. How about we compete with a tier 2 elixir?

Zi Lingxue's slender and long fingers knocked on the tea table beside him. Although it looked calm on the surface, in her heart, Zi Lingxue and Dan Ying were discussing about how to reveal Zhao Fan's fake face!

That's right, the people around couldn't tell that Zhao Fan was an Alchemist Level, but it couldn't escape from Dan Ying, the Pill King. Zhao Fan, a third level dissatisfied alchemist, actually still dared to force himself on the pretense of healing Beiming Ao!

Since Zhao Fan wanted to play, Zi Lingxue would accompany him and play around. With a Second Rank Spirit Cultivation Pill in Zhao Fan's range, Zi Lingxue was sure that Zhao Fan would agree!

Zhao Fan froze on the spot … This little girl in front of him was indeed not a normal person. He had thought that as long as Zi Lingxue agreed to refine pills, he could find any excuse to say that Zi Lingxue's pills were inferior …

But Zi Lingxue actually suggested a way to compete with him …

If she didn't agree, she would appear guilty. But if she did, she would feel that she had fallen into Zi Lingxue's trap.

Seeing Zi Lingxue's confident look, Beiming Ao wisely chose not to interrupt. The easiest way to argue between alchemists was to refine medicine, and whoever refined the best medicine, would treat his father's illness.

"Alright!"

Zhao Fan's heart skipped a beat!

Refining a Tier 2 spiritual pill!

He refused to believe that his cultivation, which had been in existence for so many years, could actually be defeated by a little kid like Zi Lingxue! Just let the competition be held! This was perfect for bluffing!

The smile on Zi Lingxue's face became even wider. "I'll have to ask Seventh Prince to help out!"

Bei Mingjue nodded his head and clapped his hands. Immediately, the eunuchs and maids began to busy themselves, and in a little while, two tables and the ingredients for the Spirit Cultivation Pill were placed on the ground outside.

Zhao Fan took out his own Medicinal Cauldron from the storage ring. Zi Lingxue took a glance at them from the corner of his eyes, although it was not comparable to her Purple Blood Medicine Cauldron, Zhao Fan's Medicinal Cauldron should at most be a middle ranked Medicinal Cauldron. It was still somewhat insolent.

Although the Spirit Cultivating Pill was a second grade pill, it was extremely complicated and was comparable to a third grade pill. Of course, Zhao Fan wanted to start concocting the pill first so that he could win against Zi Lingxue!

Zi Lingxue then said indifferently: "Master Zhao, we have yet to explain the evaluation of the pills!"

"What evaluation?" "Of course, whoever has the highest quality pills will win!" Zhao Fan was puzzled.

However, Zi Lingxue shook her head, her red lips slightly parted, "This is too boring, not only do we have to compete on the quality of the pills, we cannot lack the quantity either."

"You …" Zhao Fan stared at Zi Lingxue.

"Not only that, since it is a competition, then there must be a bit of a prize before it is lively. How about this, as an alchemist, you have gold, silver, treasure or something of the sort, you do not really care, whether you live or die will not be taken away, but this pill refining thing must be good, my life is good, I accidentally obtained this high grade cauldron Purple Blood Medicine Cauldron."

"As the saying goes, a good cauldron should be compatible with an alchemist. If Master Zhao's ability makes me submit, then I wouldn't mind giving it to you as a gift!"