The Pitiful Have Their Detestable Aspects

"Hundred Clans Pill Conference..." As she stepped out of the room, Chen Yuqing felt heavy at heart. Though still young, she was already a master-level alchemist, but Pill Continent was vast, a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers lurked. What kind of genius could not be found there?

The Hundred Clans Pill Conference was the greatest alchemy gathering on Pill Continent. When the time came, countless outstanding talents, mighty heroes, strange men, and extraordinary figures would swarm in, each displaying their own brilliance.

Though Chen Yuqing was an alchemy master, the Hundred Clans Pill Conference was not an individual competition, but a team event. Among the Chen Clan's team for this conference, other than her, there was not another alchemy master.

She knew perfectly well that leading such a team to contend for a place in the top hundred would require tremendous luck.

Yet finding powerful assistance was easier said than done.

Every great clan was doing its utmost to invite outside help and recruit alchemists. The Chen Clan had declined and fallen, with no strength to compete at all. The outside helpers they had invited were all mediocre, leaving Chen Yuqing, who personally assessed them, deeply disappointed.

"Among the alchemists the clan recruited this time, only one person left me somewhat unable to see through him. He could refine pills without even releasing pill qi. Such a method is truly inconceivable. Perhaps I should go make contact with him again." Amid her disappointment, Chen Yuqing suddenly thought of a young man.

Right now, she was fighting alone and thirsting for worthy talent. Though she did not hold much hope in her heart, for the sake of the clan, she could only do all that man could and leave the rest to Heaven.

With those thoughts in mind, she