Dead silence hung over the entire square. Everyone's gaze fell on one of two things: the Otherworld Tree or the calm-faced Jun Wangchen.
Though they were looking at different things, the astonishment and shock in their eyes were identical.
"I can't believe it. A Prospective Master Alchemist (third grade) actually brought an Otherworld Flower to such a terrifying stage, when even a Grandmaster Alchemist (fourth grade) would struggle to catalyze it."
"He catalyzed a pill seed into an Otherworld Tree, made it bloom with Otherworld Flowers, and bear Otherworld Fruit. Jun Wangchen truly is the most monstrous alchemical genius I've ever seen."
"I once read in an ancient text that to make an Otherworld Tree flower and bear fruit, its Otherworld Flower pill seed must absorb the emotions of many forms of life. Could Jun Wangchen's understanding of emotion already encompass all things?"
Unable to contain their shock, everyone broke into a buzzing uproar.
The alchemists participating in the second round of Herb Catalysis alongside Jun Wangchen stood frozen in astonishment as well. As alchemists, they understood exactly what it meant for an Otherworld Tree to flower and bear fruit.
This guy is not someone I can afford to provoke! As Feng Zhua stared at the composed Jun Wangchen, that thought suddenly surfaced and consumed his entire mind.
A trace of bitterness crossed the robed alchemist's face. He finally understood where the gap between himself and Jun Wangchen lay.
Feng Fu pressed her lips together, an unusual light rippling through her beautiful eyes. Jun Wangchen's slender figure was reflected in those clear, spirited eyes.
Feng Xuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, yet he had no choice but to concede. His feelings were tangled beyond measure.
"What an astonishing young fellow." Feng Qianyuan's gaze settled on Jun Wangchen's