Maxing Out Proficiency, Grinding to Become a Mortal Sword Immortal

It sounded almost like a joke, but she had truly witnessed him rise to where he was with her own eyes.

She had thought that by leaving and heading to a higher-level faction, she would be able to surpass him. But clearly, after all these years, she still hadn't managed it.

Yun Shu was still that person who seemed to have no end in sight.

"First place."

The Deacon up above glanced down at the crowd, apparently quite pleased by their shock.

To be honest, even he had been stunned the moment he received the list. Nothing else compared to the shock of seeing an unknown disciple in first place.

After all, these were the young talents of the entire Southern Territory, and the names in the top hundred were, at the very least, somewhat familiar to them.

They were all at least Sixth Grade Alchemy Masters. That wasn't exactly rare, but neither was it common.

Especially among the younger generation.

"Black Stone Divine Cult, Yun Fu!"

He called out the name, but the cheers he had imagined never came. Instead, the crowd was left with question marks over their heads.

"Who is this?"

"Are they famous?"

"Why are they in first place? Are they really better than Chu Huangyue?"

"Could they really have surpassed all the young Pill Masters in the Southern Territory?"

"Black Stone Divine Cult? That hotheaded upstart that openly provoked the Super Immortal Sects? Aren't they a demonic faction? How could they have produced such a powerful Alchemy Master?"

"Huh? Last time, none of the Black Stone Divine Cult's Pill Masters even made the top hundred, did they? And this time, they took first place outright?"

"Did they cheat?"

"..."

The crowd was full of questions. They weren't cheering; instead, they were asking who this person