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It was the first time he had heard of this; the Medicine Saint had never told him before.

"There's no need to be afraid. Any disciple of the Medicinal Saint Valley can participate. If you don't have the strength, then no matter how many stars you have, it's useless, isn't it?" Fangfang replied.

"Yes, yes!"

Lin Yifan agreed with this perspective; the reason he didn't have stars was simply because he hadn't been evaluated by the Medicinal Saint Valley. Once evaluated, he was sure he wouldn't be below five stars.

The first batch mostly consisted of one-star or two-star alchemists, with few exceeding two stars.

Lin Yifan didn't know if this represented the alchemy level of Breaking Mortal Realm disciples or if only those who advanced could compete with alchemists above two stars for the final showdown.

As the alchemy continued, Alchemy Square began to rise with swirling smoke.

The spectators in the stands could smell the different scents of medicinal aromas.

Based on these aromas, they could roughly guess what kind of elixirs those Breaking Mortal Realm disciples were refining below.

Obviously, they were all low to mid-level elixirs; however, this matched their current level.

The smoke from ordinary pills had no color; thus, Alchemy Square was shrouded in white haze, and if you didn't look carefully, you might think there was a fire.

Wisps of white smoke rising indicated the alchemy had reached a certain stage, possibly the middle or later stages.

Soon after, disciples completed their refinement one after another.

Some shook their heads, some were downcast, others had rapid heartbeats, and some were observing their surrounding competitors.

Clearly, completing quickly didn't necessarily mean the pill quality was good or of a high grade. However, completing slowly didn't necessarily ensure the creation of a good pill, so everything hinged on the final result.

In the competition, some risked everything to try refining higher-level pills; some chose the pills they were most adept at, striving to refine the perfect pill. Everyone had their own strategies, and it was a matter of seeing which way the scales of victory would tilt.

Another ten minutes passed, and another group completed their refinement, leaving just a small number who hadn't finished yet.

Clearly, these individuals were attempting something beyond their capabilities because they knew only by refining something better could they advance.

But the world didn't offer that much luck, so some were counterattacked by the power and got injured; other's alchemy furnaces exploded, leaving them gravely injured, incredibly frightening.

Watching this scene, the Divinity Transformation Realm senior brothers in the audience started discussing:

"It's not even the final showdown, and they're pushing this hard?"

"They're really risking their lives!"

"These junior brothers are crazier than we were, it's terrifying."

"Sigh! Refining the pill you're most confident with might let you advance steadily, now don't even think about it."

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"Fangfang! Are the alchemy conferences every season this terrifying?"

Lin Yifan curiously inquired, genuinely frightened by these low-realm junior brothers' actions.

"It wasn't like this before; I don't know who's instilling bad ideas now, driving them so insane." Fangfang replied.

As the senior sister watching these junior brothers get so severely injured, she was heartbroken.

"Ah! I'm scared to challenge high-level pills now." Lin Yifan hugged himself, displaying a frightened expression.

"Yifan, how about not challenging it? Just refine what you're best at?"

Seeing such dangerous events unfold, Fangfang couldn't help but worry for Lin Yifan and began persuading him again.

Lin Yifan immediately refused: "That won't do, I'm not a three-year-old child; even if there's danger in the refining process, I can react in time, there's nothing to fear."

He was confident in challenging the Ascension Pill, otherwise, he wouldn't take on difficulty knowingly.

"But..."

"Alright! Fangfang, don't worry about me, I know my limits."

Lin Yifan held Fangfang's nervous hands and gently patted her head, soothing her and instilling confidence in her.

Knowing she couldn't convince Lin Yifan, Fangfang had no choice but to let him go for it.

The first round ended, with only twenty people advancing to the second round.

The number set to advance was incredibly low, so no wonder those lower-realm junior brothers took such risks.

After a half-hour break, the second round began.

This time, most of those entering were three-star alchemists. Their realm strength generally ranged from the early Breaking Mortal Fourth Realm to the peak of Breaking Mortal Fifth Realm, reaching the upper middle level of the Breaking Mortal Realm.

This indicated that the second round was likely the last competition for Breaking Mortal Realm disciples.

This time, there were still two hundred participants, showing that the Medicinal Saint Valley had quite a few alchemists.

The competition among alchemists of the same level would be even harsher, and at this point, they had to pull out all the stops.

In the final competition, most disciples were fighting desperately because there was only one champion throne, and only by surpassing themselves could they claim the final victory.

One by one, the pill furnaces were neatly placed at designated spots, awaiting the elder's start command.

A gentle breeze passed, and after ensuring all disciples were ready, the elder announced the start of the competition.

In an instant, all the disciples began to work frantically on their tasks.

In Alchemy Square, beneath each pill furnace was a pit for burning firewood.

In alchemy, spiritual fire was vital, and so was the firewood. Usually, a combination of both was necessary to minimize energy loss and refine the best-quality pills.

Many disciples were adding wood and stoking the fire to achieve the desired temperature.

As time passed, the swirling smoke rose again in Alchemy Square.

This indicated that many disciples had reached the middle to later stages of refinement.

Sensing the pure medicinal fragrance, Lin Yifan noticed that the alchemy level of three-star alchemists was indeed better than that of one-star or two-star alchemists, as evidenced by the purity of the aroma.

"Yifan, who do you think will win the championship?" Fangfang curiously asked.

"It's hard to say, we have to see the next situation," Lin Yifan replied.

Many had only reached the mid-stage and hadn't yet entered the late stage, making it difficult to judge or comment.

Fangfang also thought this was the case, so she continued to observe closely.

Not long after, suddenly, a wisp of light smoke emerged prominently in Alchemy Square.

This wisp of light smoke had a different color from the others; it was red.

As an alchemist, everyone knew that being able to refine smoke with color meant having a high level of alchemy; as the color deepened or changed, it indicated that their alchemy technique was becoming increasingly powerful.

Now someone had refined red smoke, frightening the present four-star alchemists because, during their Breaking Mortal Realm days, they didn't possess this level!

"Who on earth is this young genius with such extraordinary strength?"

"The smoke is too dense, we can't see his face clearly!"