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”As expected, the Fire Spirit Holy Son has given up on the preliminaries!”
When Ye Zichen and Yu Yan arrived at the Fire God Hall early on, they did not find any trace of the Fire Spirit Holy Son amongst the crowd of alchemists.
However, he had already expected that the Fire Spirit Holy Son would give up on the preliminaries and enter the semifinals. He didn't show any surprise on his face.
After flying into the Heavenly Flame World, Ye Chen noticed that there were nearly two thousand stone platforms floating in the space that emitted a scorching heat and were covered in restrictions.
On every stone platform, there was an identical set. There were an extremely large amount of medicinal plants, and many people had already occupied the stone platform in advance.
Meanwhile, Ye Zichen and Yu Yan did not fight for the excellent location of the stone platform. Instead, they chose two of the more remote stone platforms and waited for the preliminaries to begin.
”The rules of this year's preliminaries is the same as last year's. There will be three rounds of preliminaries. In the first round of the preliminaries, everyone refined the same type of pill. After they refined a pill with more than five lines, they would pass the first round. However, the herbs on the stone platform were limited.
”Also, we only have four hours to concoct pills. Everyone, get ready. Let the competition begin!” Zhang Ye said in a loud voice.
Following the end of the long letter, the restrictions on the stone platform disappeared. Everyone hurriedly picked up the pill formulas and began to memorize them.
”Low grade Mysterious Ice Pill. It can increase the strength of water-attributed cultivators. Forging pills requires twenty-three different types of herbs …”
Ye Zichen recalled that there were twenty-three different types of medicinal herbs in the Mysterious Ice Pill. He cast his gaze towards the fifty or so medicinal herbs on the stone platform. His hands moved like lightning as he grabbed out each medicinal herb from the pile.
Soon, he had picked out the twenty-three herbs needed to concoct pills.
”Hmm, there's something wrong with these two herbs?”
Ye Zichen took out a middle grade Dao Treasure grade cauldron. When he was about to start concocting pills, he suddenly felt that the Spiritual leaf of the Purple Back Heaven Helianthus, one of the twenty-three herbs, was damaged.
”How could this be? These two unique medicinal plants are actually incomplete?” Ye Chenfeng frowned.
When he looked around, he could see that many alchemists had the same serious expression on their faces. They muttered to themselves, ”This first round of preliminaries is not that simple, it is almost impossible to refine a Profound Ice Pill with more than five percent of the medicinal herbs. Just refine it directly, there's a 80 to 90 percent chance the pill will explode.”
”This is …” ”Deer Horn Grass!”
When Ye Zichen swept his gaze across the remaining herbs with his blade-like eyes, a small bush that was dark brown in color and looked like a deer horn appeared in his sight.
Although the Deer Horn Grass was not a medicinal herb from the pill recipe, Ye Chenfeng, who had absorbed a great deal of memories from concocting pills, thought that the best use of the Deer Horn Grass was to restore the spiritual nature of the medicinal herbs.
”So Arcanum is here.”
After finding a solution, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate at all. He threw the twenty-three herbs and the deerhorn grass into the pill furnace, spat out a mouthful of Deadfire, lit the pill furnace, and refined the twenty-four herbs, refining them all.
Refining 24 different herbs at the same time was a test on the soul. The test for alchemy and the control of fire were extremely high. However, it did not pose much of a challenge to Ye Chenfeng.
His hands were like flowing clouds as he constantly formed exquisite hand seals. He manipulated the Deadfire Sky Flames, which was burning brighter and brighter, to meticulously refine twenty medicinal herbs.