The moment the dazzling flames ignited, cauldrons appeared one after another, followed by another round of comparisons!
Although these cauldrons had not made it onto the so-called Heavenly Cauldron Ranking, they were still anything but ordinary. The cauldrons on the Heavenly Cauldron Ranking were much like the representative forces of the Central Plains.
They merely represented the finest cauldrons of a particular tier. Yet within that tier, there were still many varieties.
It was not as though only those few cauldrons existed, nor did it mean that an alchemy cauldron belonging to a Dou Venerate was inferior to one belonging to a Dou Zong or Dou Emperor.
As the cauldrons emerged, everyone began refining the essence within their medicinal ingredients.
The refinement of Seventh-Rank and Eighth-Rank Pills was an extremely cumbersome undertaking. Taking ten days, half a month, or even longer was entirely normal.
Everyone present understood this, so no one grew impatient over the lengthy wait. Most of those who had come to Pill Saint City to watch possessed some level of strength, and such necessary patience was naturally a requirement.
Under the watchful gazes of countless spectators, time quietly slipped away. In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.
During those five days, the refining in the sky remained fairly calm, though dull sounds occasionally rang out.
Within those five days, a small portion of the alchemists successfully refined their pills. Yet when their pills emerged, they understood that their participation had ended there.
After all, the higher the rank of a pill, the longer it took to refine. People like them could only end up at the bottom.
Time flowed swiftly like sand through one's fingers. In the blink of an eye, nearly half a month had passed.
During this time, more and more contestants