Gu He shook his head as well, not optimistic about Xiao Yan. While his disciple Liu Ling and Yaoyue had low success rates, they at least had a one-in-three chance. Xiao Yan's chances were at most one in ten.
The rewards for this competition were extremely generous. The three contestants below were all taking a gamble. If they dutifully refined Second-Grade Pills, their chances of success would be high, but their hopes of winning would be slim.
As time passed bit by bit, Liu Ling and Princess Yaoyue had finished refining all the medicinal ingredients they needed and were about to begin merging them into pills. Xiao Yan, meanwhile, had only refined two-thirds of his ingredients.
However, Liu Ling and Yaoyue had no time to pay attention to Xiao Yan for the moment. Each took a Qi-Replenishing Pill from their Storage Rings and swallowed it. After all, forcibly refining a Tier 3 Pill was clearly beyond the limits of their current Dou Qi reserves.
Liu Ling and Yaoyue had both reached the crucial and most difficult stage of pill refinement. A single careless mistake would turn all their refined ingredients directly to ash. Both wore extremely tense expressions, fine beads of sweat already seeping from their foreheads.
But while they were nervous, someone else was even more anxious: Qiemier and Gu He. Their gazes were fixed on their disciples. Every tiny movement their disciples made tugged at their heartstrings, and they wished they could step onto the stage and refine the pills themselves.
Their concern over the younger generation's victory or defeat was not because of the rewards. Those rewards held little appeal for Alchemists of their level.
Though it was said that the three youngsters below were competing in pill refinement, were the three of them not secretly competing