In each challenge area, there were five tripod cauldrons.
Inside every tripod cauldron, one elixir.
When the number of elixirs reached four hundred, the challenge for the eighty alchemists was officially declared over.
"Four hundred elixirs!"
"Not a single failure!"
"..."
When the sect members and noble young masters looked at Gao Neng again, their expressions had all changed. It was as if they were looking at a monster, filled with an emotion they couldn't quite describe.
Meanwhile, the eighty alchemists who hadn't finished their alchemy just stared at each other.
Originally, they thought this would be a complete steamrolling...
And in fact, it was.
The only difference was a slight deviation in who was getting steamrolled. They, who considered themselves the elites of the Alchemy Realm, had all been crushed by the same person.
'Does it have to be like this?'
'We haven't even finished refining our elixirs!'
