Young Master Xu! If You're Going to Refine Pills, Why Are You Setting Up a Spiritual Array?!

"Next batch!"

The time had come, and the staff member's emotionless voice rang out.

The alchemists within the spiritual arrays emerged—some exhilarated, some dejected.

As the judges finished scoring, new names flickered onto the golden ranking board one after another, tugging at everyone's thoughts.

With four batches now finished, all one hundred ranked spots had been filled. Some alchemists who had been squeezed off the board were utterly disheartened.

Those pushed to the bottom and dropped into the danger zone were equally tense.

But no matter what—

The first round of the Alchemy Convention would proceed as usual.

Amid the anxious gazes of the audience and waiting contestants, Xu Xiaoshou moved at the call.

2381. That was his number.

The fifth batch was his turn to take the stage.

"Look!"

"Yu Chuchu, President Dong Ling's prized disciple, is going on too."

"I wonder what rank she'll get? I think she's got a shot at the top three. She's the disciple of the president of the Royal City Alchemist Association headquarters, after all. Miss Yu is extraordinarily capable."

"I think that's unlikely! There are too many geniuses across the Five Domains. So far, only seven people on the board have scored above ninety."

"I'd say it'd already be great if Yu Chuchu scored above ninety. Look at Zhu Yan from the first batch—also a sixth-grade alchemist, yet he only got eighty-six."

"True enough~"

The audience discussed things fervently.

Among the alchemists in this final batch, Yu Chuchu was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

With a single graceful step, the young woman drew nearly everyone's gaze.

Even the old presidents on the judges' platform turned to look her way.

Unlike most of the audience, however, the judges skipped past Yu Chuchu after only one glance, despite her being a sixth-grade alchemist.

They knew