In Hai Lian Hall, more than twenty cultivators sat upright, drinking tea. The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
Qin Fengming had already met all these cultivators. Apart from the six who had once gone to Yunli Island, there were Zhu Shenghong and another Mahayana cultivator, Fan Lin. The rest were high-ranking members of the Pill Emperor Pavilion, or people who were on good terms with Hai Lian or the others.
These cultivators all had favorable impressions of Qin Fengming and intended to befriend him.
"Master Qin, this time you've been somewhat rash. Four months to refine a Mahayana pill is already an extremely tight schedule. Yet you even want Wu Gan Pill Sovereign to choose the examination subject and spirit herb materials. The variables involved are considerable."
After a moment, Jin Tian spoke with a solemn expression.
Seeing someone speak, a young cultivator immediately followed up. "Master Jin Tian is absolutely right. I once challenged the Pill Sovereign examination, so I know how difficult it is. In four months, if the pill formula and spirit herb materials are familiar, one should be able to refine a batch of Mahayana pills. But if they are unfamiliar, one must both understand the spirit herbs' ages and medicinal effects and determine their proportions. That is simply too difficult."
Although the others said nothing, most of them wore worried expressions on Qin Fengming's behalf.
Seeing their expressions, Qin Fengming smiled faintly. "Thank you all for the reminder, Fellow Daoists. However, this Qin has always liked to take the unconventional path and enjoys accepting all kinds of challenges. If there were no difficulty, this Qin would not do it. Whether I can pass the Pill Sovereign examination will be known in four months. However, this Qin has one request. I hope the Pill Emperor Pavilion can