After Fang Yiqian left, everyone around exchanged glances and dispersed.
Yet overnight, the name Jun Wangchen resounded throughout both the inner and outer divisions of the Pill Sect.
Everyone knew there was someone who had surpassed the exceptionally gifted Fang Yiqian. Even after challenging Herb Identification several more times, she had failed to dislodge him.
Early the next morning, Fang Yiqian arrived at the Pill Pavilion.
After a night of intensive study, she was confident she could assemble eight thousand herbs in the Herb Identification assessment.
Only a handful of Personal Disciples in the entire Pill Sect could achieve such a result. She believed she would definitely surpass Jun Wangchen this time.
Brimming with confidence, she entered the first stone tablet and began the assessment.
Ten minutes later, she emerged confidently.
This time, she had assembled eight thousand two hundred herbs in Herb Identification, two hundred more than she had expected. Such a result would surely surpass Jun Wangchen's.
However, when she glanced at the rankings on the first stone tablet, her confidence crumbled in an instant.
Jun Wangchen still held first place.
That name seemed like an unbridgeable chasm.
"Damn it!"
Fang Yiqian gritted her teeth and charged into the stone tablet again.
Ten minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Thirty minutes...
For the entire morning, Fang Yiqian frantically attempted the Herb Identification assessment.
Everyone watching was inwardly astounded.
Even with all her frantic efforts, the extraordinarily talented Fang Yiqian still could not beat Jun Wangchen.
Just how formidable was this Jun Wangchen?
How many herbs had he actually assembled?
As time passed, both the Outer Disciples and Inner Disciples learned of Jun Wangchen's existence.
He was an incredible genius who could keep Fang Yiqian beneath him!
At three in the afternoon, Fang Yiqian stood silently beneath the first stone tablet, staring