Under the sweep of his soul power, the color and shape of this stalk of aversive grass showed nothing wrong, yet Jun Wangchen still felt that something was off.
Among the pile of ingredients, this stalk seemed to repel the other herbs. Wherever it lay, the herbs around it kept a certain distance.
"Copying grass is said to be able to transform into any medicinal herb and evade detection by soul power. Its only weakness is its strong territorial instinct. It releases a special force that pushes nearby plants away. All it takes to reveal its true form is a little water."
Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes, picked up the stalk, and wet it with a little water.
At once, the stalk shook, its stems shortened, and its leaves shriveled, completely changing its appearance.
"I didn't expect there to be problems with the ingredients themselves, not just contaminants mixed in." Jun Wangchen narrowed his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them.
This second round of the assessment was genuinely challenging. Any alchemist who failed to notice these problems would probably be wasting their efforts. With all these complications, there was no way they could produce a pill.
After a brief pause, he sent his soul power out again and checked the remaining ingredients one by one.
This time, he was more thorough, and the results left him speechless.
Aside from the contaminants, some ingredients were only partially processed. If used, they would certainly result in low-quality pills.
Others were coated in the colors of different herbs. Without careful examination, they would inevitably be mistaken for something else.
With that in mind, he stopped refining pills and began removing the problematic elements again.
By now, quite a few participants had reached their fourth batch of ingredients.
After removing the contaminants, they