When the second round of Herb Catalysis ended, another ten of the twenty Alchemists were eliminated.
The Alchemists who advanced were rather excited. To them, making it to the third round against so many experts was already something to be proud of.
Their only frustration was that Jun Wangchen's victories in the first two rounds had drawn a tremendous amount of attention. They had become mere supporting players, serving to highlight his brilliance.
Watching Jun Wangchen resting in the rest area, Feng Mei wanted to approach him and strike up a conversation several times. But she feared disturbing his rest and ultimately gave up.
The people around her felt much the same way. They all wanted to talk to Jun Wangchen. Had the final round not still been pending, these wealthy merchants and prominent figures would probably have rushed up to him with offers already.
"Brother, what do you think of Jun Wangchen's abilities?" In the rest area, Feng Fu sat beside Feng Xuan. She glanced at Jun Wangchen, who was resting with his eyes closed, then asked her brother with a smile.
Had she not witnessed Jun Wangchen's abilities today, she would never have believed there was an Alchemist in Jinling City younger and more talented than her brother.
With a cold expression and an unwavering gaze, Feng Xuan said, "Judging by the first two rounds, his abilities are decent. But the true measure of an Alchemist's strength isn't Herb Identification or Herb Catalysis. It's the ability to refine pills."
"Then do you think Jun Wangchen is better at refining pills than you?" Feng Fu's eyes shifted as she asked again.
"Better than me?" Feng Xuan paused, then sneered. "I've been refining pills since childhood and have twenty years of experience. I'd dare compete in pill refinement even against