What Tao Zi thought of, Zong Zhengfei also thought of. She stopped Tao Zi from talking because she was worried that Ling Yu would be scared.

Even before the competition, Ling Yu's morale was already low.

Anyway, this competition cannot be changed, so let's talk less so that Ling Yu will have less worries.

A group of people surrounded Ling Yu and walked towards the alchemy branch.

The alchemy branch was already packed to the brim. Not only people from the alchemy branch came to watch, but also people from other branches came.

Just as Ye Rong expected, Miao Yang's parents also came and carried Miao Yang in on a small sedan.

Seeing Ling Yu coming, the students at Baibao Medicine Hall began to curse.

"Xing Yu, why are you so vicious? Look at what you tortured my senior brother to."

"He has ulcers all over his body, constant high fever, and his life hangs by a thread. You still refuse to give him the antidote. You are really as heartless as a snake!"

The sedan that Miao Yang was sitting in had its curtain raised, and he was sitting leaning against it. The chickenpox on his face was festering, and he couldn't look like his former self at all.

Mrs. Miao wiped her tears and asked for sympathy.

Ling Yu glanced over with cold eyes and saw that Mrs. Miao had a slender figure and was dressed in gorgeous clothes. She looked quite pretty.

The tears on Miao Yang's face and the weak look on his face can really win some sympathy points.

Boss Miao was tall, in his forties, with a beard, and looked at Ling Yu fiercely.

He looked so fierce that he wanted to tear Ling Yu apart.

"Xing Yu, you have seen Miao Yang's miserable state, why are you still indifferent?"

"She is so cold-blooded, do you still expect her to be compassionate? She is hopeless!"

Those students started scolding each other with every word they said.

"I don't think our Qinglong Academy needs students like this. Even if they are talented, so what, they are of low character!"

"Let's appeal to the dean and the Dragon Emperor together. No matter what the result of today's competition is, she should be kicked out of our Qinglong Academy!"

"We disdain to associate with such low-minded people!"

"Yes, drive her out of Qinglong Academy, drive her out!"

The cries were louder than the last.

The students of Shanggu Medicine Hall were trembling with anger and shouted back.

"Miao Yang is the one with low moral character, he is the one who should be kicked out!"

It's a pity that these voices are weak under the suppression of those from Baibao Medicine Hall.

Especially the way Miao Yang lay half-dead with a miserable look on his face was ironclad proof of Ling Yu's ruthlessness.

"Okay, stop talking, justice lies in people's hearts!"

It was Baili Hai who came out to pretend to be a good guy and smooth things over. He raised his arms and shouted, and the students fell silent.

As the people surrounding them separated to both sides, Baili Hai smiled and said: "Our alchemy branch has invited several masters to be judges today. You all should know them without me introducing them!"

Baili Hai stood aside, revealing the old man from Tianshu Palace behind him. Yang Hongning held his arm closely and walked up with him.

Ling Yu saw that this old weirdo's hair and beard were all white. What was funny was that his beard had two braids, which echoed the braids on his head.

The old monster's eyes are very small, round like two beads, and they are also sapphire blue beads. The jawbone is very high, and the eyes are sunken deep into it.

His chin was covered by a beard, but Ling Yu already knew from the exposed features that this old monster was from a foreign race, and might even be of European descent.

Immediately behind the old monster Tianshu were the palace lord and his wife of Tianji Palace, Jiao Hua and Feng Lan, as well as Mrs. Qiao and Zhao Ruirui.

Both of them are in their late fifties, but they look like they are in their early thirties, and they are both very well maintained.

Jiao Hua was very handsome, with fair skin and no blemishes, and a slender figure. He wore a gorgeous sapphire blue gown with a blood-red silk blouse underneath.

What surprised Ling Yu was that the collar of his undershirt was all hand-embroidered with patterns.

Does a lining need to be so exquisite? It feels like the lining is more expensive than his outer robe!
Chapter completed!