The referee sighed strongly, and his heart was in his throat before he was completely put back into his stomach.

Half an hour passed quickly.

When the game time is up, the referees go to pick up the Xuanling Pills that the alchemists have refined.

After arriving in front of Feng Qiyue, the referee couldn't help but asked with concern, "Miss Feng, did you complete it successfully?"

"Do you think I can't refine the Xuanling Pill?" Feng Qiyue asked after hearing this.

"No, no, I didn't mean that." The referee panicked, thinking he had touched Feng Qiyue's sore spot.

"Feng Qiyue, the referee is also concerned about you. After all, everyone knows how bad the herbs you got are." Sang Kuan came over again at some point and said with a slightly proud smile.

"Miss Sang, you like to be tortured so much." After hearing Sang Chun's words, Feng Qiyue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and look at her.

"Feng Qiyue, I care about you too," Sang Huo said.

"Haha, I just need you to pay more attention to your master," Feng Qiyue said casually, obviously a little impatient.

When Sang Kuang saw this, he thought Feng Qiyue was angry because he didn't refine the elixir well.

Therefore, she said very generously, "Forget it, I know you have bad grades and are upset, so I won't argue with you."

After saying that, Sang Kuang returned to Cang Man with a look of understanding.

"Miss Feng, don't worry about what Miss Sang said." After Sang Kuang left, the referee carefully comforted her.

Feng Qiyue glanced at him and said, "Who said I care about what she said?"

"Uh." The referee looked at a loss when he heard this.

Feng Qiyue didn't say anything else, but opened the pill furnace in front of her and signaled the referee to get the pill quickly.

The referee looked at the dozens of round mysterious pills lying quietly in the pill furnace, and his eyes widened slightly.

Those shabby herbs actually refined so many mysterious pills

What a miracle

While thinking about it, the referee quickly took out the pill bottle belonging to Feng Qiyue, filled it with a few Xuanling Pills, and then left with a smile.

After receiving some more Xuanling pills refined by several alchemists, the referee came to Cang Man.

"Your Excellency Cangman, please give me some Xuanling Pills," the referee said respectfully.

Cang Man nodded and opened the alchemy furnace with confidence. Then, both of them were stunned.

how so

"Your Excellency Cangman, have you not finished practicing yet?" The referee was stunned for a moment before he couldn't help but ask.

"Impossible! What's going on?" Cangman looked at the referee and asked.

At this moment, in the alchemy furnace in front of him, there was not even a formed Xuanling Pill, but only a full amount of alchemy liquid.

This kind of situation has never happened to him since the beginning of his career as an alchemist, okay?

That's why he asked the referee.

Because he felt that there should be something wrong with the Xuanling Grass of the Alchemist Association.

But the referee looked confused. What about the elixir you refined yourself?

How could I know?

"I want to complain," Cang Man said angrily when he saw that the referee seemed to be trying to shirk the situation.

"Sir Cangman, what do you want to complain about?" the referee said as calmly as possible.

"I want to complain. In order for Feng Qiyue to win the competition, you gave me Xuanling grass with poor quality." Cang Man said with a serious expression, his eyes spitting fire with anger.

The referee was extremely speechless after hearing this.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with the Xuanling Grass from their Alchemist Association.
Chapter completed!