At Gu He's words, earth-shaking cheers rang throughout Sacred Pill City, all for Chen Huo, who had refined a pill that summoned Six-colored Pill Lightning at the Pill Gathering.
Chen Huo's expression, however, was somewhat unnatural. He knew that he had not contributed to the final step that raised the pill's quality. At most, his alchemy skills allowed him to refine pills capable of summoning Four-colored Pill Lightning; he was still far, far away from Six-colored Pill Lightning. Thus, he was deeply confused and could not help looking toward Gu He.
"Since you know it isn't your own strength, work even harder to improve your alchemy!" Gu He did not look at Chen Huo, but his words reached Chen Huo's ears.
He knew that alchemists were an exceptionally proud bunch. Compared with such an honor, Chen Huo would probably have preferred to earn second place through his own abilities. Yet under those circumstances, apart from Gu He, no one else had been capable of turning the tide. The best pills the others had refined had only summoned Three-colored Pill Lightning. Even with Spirit Ascension, they could at most be raised to Five-colored Pill Lightning, insufficient to utterly overwhelm the pill refined by that middle-aged man. That was why Chen Huo had no choice but to bear an honor that did not belong to him. And to live up to that honor, he would have to work even harder.
At that moment, the crowd cheered for Chen Huo. As for those beneath him, whether it was the middle-aged man who had been struck dead by pill lightning or Xiao Yan and the other two, who were a notch weaker, all faded into obscurity.
Once the cheers had somewhat subsided, Gu He continued, "Chen Huo, you are now the Pill Gathering champion