Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 810

Chapter 810: Chapter 245: She’s the Green Talent List Leader? (Third Update)

Mei Zizhong stood in place, and soon, Feng Ping’s two attendants brought out several Alchemy Furnaces.

These Alchemy Furnaces were commonly used in the Alchemy Institute, all identical in appearance.

Low Level, Intermediate Level, Advanced Level, Spirit Level...

When the four Alchemy Furnaces were arranged in a row in front of Mei Zizhong, the attendant looked up at him, seemingly asking whether these Furnaces were enough.

Mei Zizhong smiled faintly and said to him, "Add one more."

His words made the attendant pause slightly, but he wasn’t too surprised. Instead, he placed another Alchemy Furnace down.

"Treasure Level! He intends to refine a Treasure Level Elixir!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion.

Standing behind the Alchemy Furnace, Mei Zizhong’s gaze fell on the pile of medicinal materials that Mu Qingge and he had identified. Feng Ping didn’t take them away, seemingly leaving them purposely for the two to use in alchemy.

Mei Zizhong calmly walked to the medicinal materials, carefully selecting what he needed.

His movements were slow but didn’t make one anxious. That calm and serene attitude was somewhat mesmerizing to watch. Unconsciously, affected by his demeanor, the onlookers gradually calmed down.

After a while, Mei Zizhong placed the selected materials in front of the Alchemy Furnaces.

Seeing the medicinal materials he chose, Mu Qingge and Zhao Nanxing’s eyes lit up, even Feng Ping’s gaze revealed a slight tremor.

Only those who understood alchemy could infer from Mei Zizhong’s selections what kind of elixir he intended to refine.

The fact that they could discern Mei Zizhong’s plan was what amazed them.

"In terms of meticulousness, I’m no match for Brother Mei," Mu Qingge whispered in Zhao Nanxing’s ear. This sentence was spoken with genuine sincerity, without any falsehood.

Zhao Nanxing smiled slightly and said to her, "From an early age, Brother Mei was influenced by his master, understanding the synergy and conflict of elixirs deeply. Especially his careful consideration for elixirs’ interactions, I cannot match even one-tenth of it."

Mu Qingge agreed and nodded gently.

The elixirs Mei Zizhong chose to refine were: a Low Level Elixir for treating external injuries, an Intermediate Elixir for stabilizing and replenishing, an Advanced Elixir for healing internal injuries, a Spirit Level Elixir for replenishing Spiritual Power, and a Treasure Level Elixir for extending longevity.

Five elixirs with different effects also represented the difficulty level of their respective realms.

Mei Zizhong appeared calm but showed his strength to Feng Ping through his actions without being servile or supercilious.

’Choosing not the easier elixirs but the more challenging ones, is he really that confident?’ Feng Ping thought to himself.

Preparing the medicinal materials, Mei Zizhong threw them separately into the Alchemy Furnaces.

Below the Alchemy Furnaces, sparks flew, and the alchemy process officially began.

"It’s starting!"

"Shh, keep it down, don’t disturb."

"Refining elixirs of different levels at the same time, this is a first for me. It’s quite enlightening."

Whispers of suppressed excitement came from the crowd.

The light from the Alchemy Furnaces’ flames reflected onto Mei Zizhong, casting an orange-red glow on his white clothes. He remained unhurried, his methodical demeanor inexplicably reassuring.

His movements influenced many, causing the scene to quiet down.

"Have you decided what elixir you’re going to refine later?" Zhao Nanxing whispered quietly beside Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge’s lip twitched in a barely noticeable nod.

Seeing her confident expression, Zhao Nanxing smiled slightly and said no more.

Simultaneously controlling hundreds of medicinal materials, refining different elixirs—even for someone with a strong Spiritual Sense, it’s not easy to manage.

In truth, Feng Ping didn’t understand why the dean suggested this test.

Such a difficulty is beyond even renowned Pill Masters. Could it be... the dean doesn’t wish for these rule-breaking individuals to enter the Inner Courtyard?

Feng Ping furrowed his brow, speculating inwardly.

At this moment, the flames of the five Alchemy Furnaces had already melted the medicinal materials, extracting their essence and burning away the impurities.

Next is the most difficult and crucial step—forming the elixir!

This process of merging medicinal materials, if not careful, could lead to wasted efforts or affect the quality of the finished elixir.

Mei Zizhong’s forehead was already covered with sweat.

He gritted his teeth to persevere, his lips turning pale. This method of controlling Spiritual Sense to multitask was unfamiliar to him. If he weren’t naturally serene and focused, it might have been impossible.

"Look, it’s forming."

"Don’t talk, focus!"

Within the Alchemy Furnace, the elixir gradually took shape. Excited murmurs arose from the crowd but didn’t dare be too loud.

Mei Zizhong’s back was already soaked with sweat, his skin losing color, leaving only paleness.

Mu Qingge and Zhao Nanxing’s brows faintly showed signs of heaviness, worried that such rapid Spiritual Sense depletion might make Mei Zizhong unable to last until the end.

’If Brother Mei fails, I would be too sorry for him!’ Mu Qingge involuntarily tightened her hand hidden in her sleeve, her lips pressed tightly.

She’s in a hurry, with no time to waste in the Alchemy Institute; this is originally her affair.

Now, Mei Zizhong was dragged into this test. Should they pass, all is well; should they fail, wouldn’t Mei Zizhong be unable to enter the Alchemy Institute to study alchemy for life?

If so, what a blow it would be for Mei Zizhong?

Mu Qingge’s gaze turned cold, determined in her heart. ’No matter what, I must ensure Brother Mei enters the Alchemy Institute, no matter the cost.’

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a startled cry rang out from the crowd.

The cause was Mei Zizhong suddenly stepping back.

Zhao Nanxing’s eyes widened, swiftly moving forward to catch Mei Zizhong’s body. Mei Zizhong stabilized himself and slowly shook his head at Zhao Nanxing, indicating he was fine.

At this moment, Mu Qingge approached, handing a restorative elixir to Mei Zizhong.

She turned her gaze to Feng Ping, sarcastically saying, "The rules didn’t forbid supplementing with elixirs, did they?" She’s already somewhat angry. Entering the Inner Courtyard under exception, facing stricter tests, was something she had prepared for.

However, these continuous challenges are somewhat excessive, aren’t they?

This made Mu Qingge feel that the Alchemy Institute indeed has a high self-regard, too proud.

Initially, the old dean of the Medicine Tower Headquarters instructed her to come to the Alchemy Institute and seize the top spot in the Alchemy Conference, to vent his grievances, apparently not without reason.

It seems the old man was once mocked here at the Alchemy Institute, harboring resentment within.

Mu Qingge’s words made Feng Ping’s face darken, yet he didn’t stop her.

Zhao Nanxing fed the elixir to Mei Zizhong, and Mei Zizhong’s complexion improved somewhat.

After recovery, Mei Zizhong continued merging the elixir.

Earlier, when he couldn’t hold on, he still managed to protect the merging elixir, ensuring it remained unaffected.

Puff!

The flames in the rightmost Alchemy Furnace extinguished, and a Low Level Elixir jumped out first.

Feng Ping lifted his hand, and the Low Level Elixir flew into his palm. Only a glance and he discerned its quality. "Top Grade Low Level."

These four words did not stir much commotion.

Puff!

Another elixir emerged, landing in Feng Ping’s hand. "Top Grade Intermediate."

Puff!

"Top Grade Advanced."

Puff!

"Top Grade Spirit Level."

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