Jiang Mo was in a irritable mood, and his peripheral vision fell on Xia Qinfan next to him, and he said coldly: "Miss Xia, where is the alchemist you are looking for? Didn't you say that he will definitely be able to enter the top fifty? Let me see what it is.
How sacred.”
Xia Qinfan seemed not to have heard anything and froze on the spot. The bitter smile on her lips proved that she was in an equally uneasy mood at the moment.
Seeing Xia Qinfan's delay in answering, Jiang Mo became angry and raised his voice a bit, saying, "Xia Qinfan, I'm asking you, are you deaf?"
The Supreme Elder looked at Jiang Mo coldly and said: "Manager Jiang, after the first round of results comes out, we will naturally know who the last monk who represents our Taisui Sword Sect is?"
When the Supreme Elder spoke, Jiang Mo snorted coldly and stopped talking. In his heart, he was thinking about how he should punish Xia Qinfan with justifiable reasons after the Yundan Conference.
The identity of Xia Qinfan's daughter was always a thorn in Jiang Mo's side and he wanted to get rid of her completely.
Time passed by, and the square was filled with sparkling and colorful firelights. Many participating alchemists were concentrating on refining the heavy iron bamboo in their hands.
As he continued to refine, Zhuo Wen's face became a little ugly.
The difficulty of refining this heavy iron bamboo was beyond his expectation. An hour had passed and he had only extracted about 50% of it.
Moreover, the refining becomes more difficult as it progresses. Zhuo Wen estimated that after three hours, he would only be able to refine 90% of it at most.
Since Zhuo Wen became an alchemist, the purification accuracy has never been lower than 90%, and most of them are above 99%.
Today is the one with the lowest purification accuracy. Zhuo Wen is a little worried. With such a low accuracy, it will be difficult for him to get first place in the first round.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's heart was filled with pressure. He did not dare to be careless in the slightest, so he concentrated on controlling the divine fire to continuously extract the essence of the too heavy iron bamboo.
With a distant bell, the three-hour time limit finally came to an end.
All the alchemists who were still refining in the square stopped what they were doing.
Zhuo Wen was a little helpless, extinguished the divine fire, looked at the liquid in the purification furnace, and frowned slightly.
He had tried his best to purify it, but the accuracy of the final extraction barely reached 90%.
This result is very dissatisfying to Zhuo Wen, and it is also his worst performance in the purification process ever.
"If you give me another hour, maybe I can continue to purify it and purify it to more than 99% purity."
Zhuo Wen shook his head secretly, his heart full of regret, but there was nothing he could do about it, after all, he had tried his best.
Huan Taiping stood up from the judges' seat, looked around the square, and said in a loud voice: "Three hours have come, and this first round has come to an end. The next step is to rate the results of the alchemists."
As he spoke, Huan Taiping took out nine formation flags and waved them out, thus setting up a rather large formation in front of the square.
"This formation is a test formation to evaluate your purification results. It can fairly evaluate the scores of your purification results and give corresponding rankings."
Huan Taiping pointed to the newly laid formation and continued: "You can just collect a small bottle of extraction liquid and place it in this formation!"
After Huan Taiping finished speaking, all the alchemists in the square took out jade bottles, scooped out a small bottle in their respective purification furnaces, and then placed their respective extracts in the formation.
When all the alchemy masters' extracts were placed in the formation, the formation emitted a dazzling white light, and then projected a huge projection in the middle of the square.
I saw rankings slowly appearing on the projection, from low to high.
The many forces outside the square were also staring closely at the projection.
"No. 3790, Hengshan Sect An Hao, purity 115%!"
When An Hao's name appeared on the screen, a black-faced alchemist left the square sadly. Obviously, it was An Hao who took the initiative to leave.
"No. 3789, Chen Wu of the Taiwu Sect, with a purity of 12%!"
…
"Number one thousand three hundred and fifty-five, Bai Hao Sect Liu Xin, purity 32%!"
As more and more names appeared on the projection, more and more monks left the square, and many forces around the square showed disappointment, which obviously meant that their alchemists had been eliminated.
Jiang Mo, from the Tai Sui Sword Sect, looked extremely grim, because the three alchemy masters he invited were all ranked outside the top 1,000, which also meant that his Tai Sui Sword Sect had no chance to get involved in the Divine Medicine Valley this time.
"It's really unlucky. It seems that this Yundan Conference was in vain!"
Jiang Mo couldn't help but curse in a low voice, but the disciples of Tai Sui Sword Sect around him didn't say a word, for fear that if they said one more word, Jiang Mo would be furious.
"Xia Qinfan, the alchemist you invited has also been eliminated, right? The quota you stole is very crucial. Originally, I had already contacted an eternal-level alchemist and planned to give the last quota card to
That alchemist’s.”
"With the help of that eternal alchemy master, our Tai Sui Sword Sect has great hope of entering the top 50 this time. But now because of your selfishness, our Tai Sui Sword Sect falls short. I'll see what you do when you go back this time.
Explain to Senior Brother Zhan."
Jiang Mo stared coldly at Xia Qinfan, who was not far away, and vented all his anger on Xia Qinfan.
No one else in the Tai Sui Sword Sect dared to speak, even the Supreme Elder was rarely silent.
Although they didn't quite believe that Jiang Mo could recruit an eternal level alchemist, Xia Qinfan was indeed at fault for secretly stealing a spot for someone else.
Even if they knew that Jiang Mo was confusing right and wrong and exaggerating, Xia Qinfan had already been caught by Jiang Mo. On this point, Xia Qinfan could not refute it at all.
The Supreme Elder also knew that he could not speak now. Jiang Mo was now on the right side. If he said a word, he would be slapped with a slap in the face by Jiang Mo.
Xia Qinfan glanced at Jiang Mo indifferently and said coldly: "The alchemist I chose has not been eliminated yet, and he has entered the top one thousand, and his name has not appeared yet!"
Jiang Mo was startled, then sneered and said: "Xia Qinfan, are you still making excuses now? Do you still think that the alchemist you are looking for can enter the top fifty? You are still dreaming about your Spring and Autumn Dream.
Bar."
Xia Qinfan didn't even look at Jiang Mo, but retorted: "Let me tell you now, the name of the alchemist I'm looking for is Zhuo Wen, and his ranking has reached more than 900, but I didn't see his name appear in
On the projection.”
"This also shows that Zhuo Wen is ranked above this. I have a hunch that he can enter the top 300 in the first round this time and successfully advance to the second round."
As soon as Xia Qinfan said these words, the monks in Tai Sui Sword Sect's team subconsciously cast their eyes on the projection. After searching several times, they did not find Zhuo Wen's name, and a glimmer of hope arose in their hearts.
If their Tai Sui Sword Sect really has an alchemist among the top 300, it will greatly improve the reputation of their Tai Sui Sword Sect, and at least they don't need to go back in despair.