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After browsing through the place to select herbs, Zhou Yu's eyes turned red.

This Pill God Temple, it's simply too extravagant.

The place where herbs are selected displays thousands of types of Spiritual Medicine, with the lowest quality being those over a thousand years old.

Here, hundred-year Spiritual Medicines simply don't make the cut.

Among them, there are many rare Spiritual Medicines that have already gone extinct in the outside world.

Needless to say, just the herbs displayed in this selection area made Zhou Yu's eyes heat up, and he even felt an impulse to rob the Pill God Temple.

Of course, he only thought about it.

Originally, Zhou Yu planned to use the herbs he brought with him for alchemy because, after the previous Alchemy Grandmaster assessment incident, he didn't trust the herbs provided by the Pill God Temple. However, at this moment, Zhou Yu changed his mind.

He carefully read through the elixir recipe provided by the Pill God Temple.

Soon, he selected one of the pills.

"Dragon Eye Soul Calming Pill!"

This is an Eighth Rank pill.

This pill is considered intermediate-level among the Eighth Rank pills.

To be honest, this level of pill is already beyond Zhou Yu's skill.

With his current ability, he can only barely refine Basic Eighth Rank Pills.

However, this pill has some special aspects.

The refining of this pill requires extremely strong Fire Attribute True Qi and a powerful Primordial Spirit.

These two points, Zhou Yu happens to fully meet.

This would undoubtedly greatly enhance his success rate in alchemy.

So, after hesitating for a moment, Zhou Yu made up his mind.

"This is it!"

After making up his mind, Zhou Yu began selecting the needed herbs.

Actually, selecting herbs is quite simple.

After he told the disciple in charge of the herbs about the pill he intended to refine, that disciple quickly handed Zhou Yu the herbs for the Dragon Eye Soul Calming Pill.

Holding the herbs, Zhou Yu returned to his alchemy platform, organized the herbs, ignited the furnace, and prepared to start alchemy.

The first step in alchemy, naturally, is refining and purifying the herbs.

Indeed, from this first step, one can immediately see the level of alchemy skills of the people present.

Although there are more than twenty alchemists from various places together on the alchemy platform,

very few can match Zhou Yu's speed in refining and purifying herbs.

Looking around, only two people matched Zhou Yu's speed.

Among them was Jun Feng.

When Zhou Yu looked at Jun Feng, Jun Feng also glanced back at Zhou Yu, and upon seeing that Zhou Yu's speed was not weaker than his own, a threatening glint flashed in Jun Feng's eyes.

Zhou Yu was too lazy to pay attention to this person and turned his head to look at another person.

That person was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard.

This person was very low-key and focused, with nothing special about him.

Zhou Yu didn't let himself be too distracted and refocused on his own alchemy.

After all, the pill he was refining this time was an Intermediate Eighth Rank Pill and he couldn't afford to be careless.

As the refining of the herbs reached an intense phase, waves of heat visibly rose above the alchemy platform.

Below the viewing stage, leaders and representatives of various factions continually commented with praise.

"It must be the Pill God Temple, after all."

"Other forces simply can't gather so many young talents."

"Indeed, these young people, though not very old, have very skilled techniques in alchemy, truly remarkable."

"Who do you think will take the top place?"

At this topic, everyone became excited and started voicing their opinions.

"I think it's definitely going to be the young master from the Huntian Martial Sect."

"Huntian Martial Sect is a great sect in Ancient Martial arts and they are also skilled in alchemy. This young master is said to be the most talented in alchemy within the Huntian Martial Sect, I don't think anyone can surpass him."

"Not necessarily, the young minister from Hu City Martial Pavilion, I think is not inferior to the young master of the Huntian Martial Sect."

In the crowd, an elderly man who appeared quite prestigious said meaningfully:

"Heh, you're young and naive."

"Do you really think this is a competition of alchemy talent?"

Hearing this, everyone around looked toward the old man.

"Senior, what do you mean by this?"

"If it's not a competition of alchemy talent, then what is it?"

This elderly man showed a mocking smile in his eyes.

"Think about it, can a mere outsider boy compare with the young master of the Huntian Martial Sect?"

"The Huntian Martial Sect can easily 'remind' him secretly, would the boy still dare to outshine everyone?"

"So, it seems like it's a competition of alchemy talent; actually, it's a competition of backgrounds."

"This is how the world has always been since ancient times."

Upon hearing this, people's expressions varied widely.

Some looked furious, but most were numbly shaking their heads, not saying another word.

As time passed by second by second,

on the alchemy platform, people one after another completed the purification of their herbs.

Overall, no one encountered issues in this stage.

Soon, the next stage began, the fusion of the medicinal liquid.

At this stage, the quality of the pills being refined starts to become apparent.

Any high-quality pill smells extremely aromatic in the early phase of liquid fusion.

And at this moment, the entire alchemy platform was most saturated with the fragrance coming from Zhou Yu's side.

Obviously, among everyone present, the pill Zhou Yu chose to refine was of the highest quality.

Seeing this, Jun Feng's eyes flashed with coldness.

This exchange in the Pill God Temple, from the start, he worried about this Zhou Yu fellow.

Because he had investigated everyone's information, only Zhou Yu had truly refined a quasi-Eighth Rank Pill.

Thus, he had especially given Zhou Yu a 'warning' before the exchange began.

Originally thinking this kid would sensibly bow his head.

But now, it seems, he took his words as passing wind.

Jun Feng stared at Zhou Yu, and his mouth suddenly moved.

While Zhou Yu was concentrating on fusing the liquid, suddenly, Jun Feng's voice came to his ear.

"Zhou Yu, someone has already started setting traps against Lin Luoluo. This time, she won't leave the Pill God Temple alive..."