Pill Tower.
All eight hundred contestants had gathered beneath the Pill Tower.
As they gazed at the Nine-Story Pill Tower, every eye brimmed with longing.
Pill Refinement Nine Revolutions was the pinnacle of the alchemical path, and this Nine-Story Pill Tower was the place that gathered the greatest achievements of alchemy from across the world.
Entering this Pill Tower meant stepping onto the summit of the alchemical path.
"Sir, how many floors do you think I can reach?"
Looking at the Pill Tower before her, Guan Ping could not help asking.
Chen Changsheng replied calmly, "Being able to pass the Preliminary Round and the semifinals means you have already stepped through the gates of the Pill Domain."
"This final round is merely a show where students choose their teachers."
"You may choose the branch of alchemy you are best at and ask the Pill Tower's alchemists questions."
"If he cannot answer your question, you may ascend another floor. If you defeat eight floors in succession, you may meet the legendary Tower Master."
"Of course, if an alchemist's answer earns your admiration, you may also choose to take him as your master."
"As for whether he will accept you, that depends on what he thinks."
"In short, this competition is a welcoming gift for all the prodigies of the alchemical path."
Faced with Chen Changsheng's answer, Guan Ping said unhappily, "Sir, I wanted to ask how many floors I could reach. Why are you telling me the rules?"
"I'm not a fortune-teller. How would I know how many floors you can reach?"
"There are so many alchemists inside. If you happen to encounter one who is exceptionally skilled in certain areas, you might not even make it past the first floor."
"Why are you so obsessed with height, anyway?"
Hearing Chen