Someone pushed forward a little. "I know Medicine King Valley, but which great aristocratic clan is the Fang Family?"
"I've never heard of a Fang Family in Peaceful City!"
"I don't know whether Peaceful City has a Fang Family, but there's one in neighboring Clearwind Town."
"That shabby little town? Thinking about it carefully, there does seem to be a Fang Family there, though I remember they don't qualify as a first-rate aristocratic clan."
"If a clan that isn't even first-rate can produce someone like this, the cards will probably be reshuffled after this Grand Tournament. The Fang Family's standing will change along with them."
Of the two male cultivators on the arena, one was like a delicate, elegant lily of the valley, the other like a red lotus amid the karmic fire of hell.
One wore green, the other red, yet they looked remarkably harmonious together.
Beyond that, their movements on the arena were astonishingly identical.
From selecting medicinal herbs to purifying and extracting their essences, then channeling spiritual qi and forming hand seals, they were so perfectly synchronized that they seemed to have been taught by the same master.
Although pill refining was tedious, the spectators felt not the slightest boredom as they watched the two onstage. After all, in a competition like this, good looks counted as an advantage too.
As the refining progressed, they reached the pill condensation stage.
Both suddenly reduced the flames beneath their Pill Furnaces a little. Then, slowly, the heat at the base of each Pill Furnace began to concentrate on a single point.
Although Su Jiu had lost her Otherworldly Eyes, she could still sense the spiritual qi flowing inside the Pill Furnace.
All of this was thanks to the Pill Refining Masters' precise control over the fires beneath their Pill