Hearing the piercing sound of a cauldron exploding, the little princess Yao Yue, Liu Ling, and Su Heng, who had all been immersed in the pill fusion process, were stunned.
The three of them almost simultaneously turned to look in Xiao Yan's direction. Watching the black ashes being expelled from his medicine cauldron, each wore a different expression.
Little Princess Yao Yue sighed softly. She had originally thought that Xiao Yan, who possessed Heavenly Flames, was the strongest Alchemist in the plaza.
But now, it seemed that Heavenly Flames were ultimately only an aid. What decided victory or defeat was still the Alchemist's own skill.
Liu Ling, meanwhile, pressed his lips tightly together and clenched his fists, feeling deeply regretful.
After experiencing failure, Liu Ling's state of mind had changed greatly. He had begun to accept failure more readily and reflect more easily on his own mistakes.
Yet when he saw Xiao Yan fall short at the final step, he still felt terribly upset. Such a failure was simply too crushing.
As for Su Heng, he merely smiled lightly. Based on his extensive experience with failure, it was perfectly normal for a Three-Stripe Green Spirit Pill to cause a cauldron explosion at the final moment.
Su Heng alone had exploded his cauldron more than three times, and that was while he had rigorously reviewed every failure and never repeated the same mistake.
No matter how much of a genius Xiao Yan was, he was still human. Moreover, he had spent less time honing his alchemy than Su Heng. If he succeeded on his first attempt, Su Heng might as well withdraw from the competition immediately.
"The question now is whether you'll bring out the Bone Chilling Flame..."
Su Heng stared at Xiao Yan and muttered.
Xiao Yan had chosen to