Sanpin Dan medicine?

As the time to the end drew closer, Huán Chǔyōu's expression also changed slightly. This time, Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng's time for refining the pill was indeed quite long.

Although Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng had not yet undergone the assessment for a second-grade alchemist in the Alchemist Guild, Huán Chǔyōu believed that Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng had definitely reached the level of a second-grade alchemist.

However, most second-grade pills require a similar amount of time for refinement, so it was strange that Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng hadn't finished refining yet.

The smile on Cāng Hóngxī's face grew deeper. Liǔ Qìnyuè was already destined to be Wèi Hànyún's defeated subordinate, and as for Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng, it was likely that she wouldn't even complete the refinement, let alone surpass Wèi Hànyún.

"Huán Lǎo, it seems that your academy's Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng is making a lot of noise but achieving very little."

Cāng Hóngxī's voice carried a hint of mockery and pride. He had been nervous earlier because of Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng's appearance, but now it seemed that all his worries were unnecessary.

Even if Cānglán Academy had achieved good results in the previous two rounds of competition, so what?

For alchemists, the most important thing was pill refinement. What use was Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng's ability to identify and extract medicinal materials?

The more eye-catching she was before, the more miserable her performance would be when the results of this third round of competition came out!

No matter how much Cānglán Academy wanted to achieve good results in this inter-academy exchange competition, it would ultimately be in vain.

Jiǎn Qīngqiū's face also revealed a smile. Although Língyǐn Academy was likely to be last in this alchemy competition, alchemy was never Língyǐn Academy's strong suit.

As long as Nángōng Àochén defeated all his opponents tomorrow, Língyǐn Academy would still shine with supreme glory.

"What should we do if Hóngzhuāng's pill is still not refined at this point?"

Xià Zhǐqíng couldn't help but clasp her hands together, her eyes filled with worry. Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng was now the only hope for Cānglán Academy.

"Could there have been any unexpected changes during the pill refinement process?"

Bái Jùnyǔ furrowed his brow. If Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng failed to refine the pill even at this last moment, it would be really bad.

"Until the last moment, we won't know the outcome."

Gōng Shǎoqīng spoke slowly, and even his usually cold and expressionless face revealed a hint of obsession.

From the moment they came to Língyǐn Academy, they had been fighting against the odds. Until the last moment, they would not admit defeat.

Huán Chǔyōu and the other two exchanged glances, all showing a trace of surprise.

Based on their perception, there didn't seem to be any problem with the pill in Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng's pill furnace, and she had not made any mistakes during the refining process.

In that case, it could only mean that the pill Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng was refining required a longer time.

"Not many second-grade pills require such a long time."

Lín Háo's eyebrows furrowed slightly. The time taken was almost comparable to refining a third-grade pill.

"Could it be that she is refining a third-grade pill?" Bái Jìngtiān couldn't help but ask after listening to Lín Háo.

He had no understanding of alchemy, but if Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng was really refining a third-grade pill, then it would be truly incredible.

In that case, it would be even more difficult for him to snatch Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng to the Inscriptionist Guild.

Huán Chǔyōu shook her head slightly and smiled lightly. "No, judging from the fluctuations, Bǎilǐ Hóngzhuāng is refining a second-grade pill, there should be no mistake."

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