He Pingsheng took the bottle containing the Southern Bough Immortal Spring, dumbfounded. You could do that?
"There's no need for this, is there?" After pausing for two breaths, He Pingsheng said, "This stuff takes a thousand years to produce a single drop. It's incredibly precious. Surely we shouldn't waste it here?"
"Besides, with our points, we're guaranteed a place in the top thirty teams!"
"That was a lie!" Nan Qiqi shook her head. "It's actually not that precious. The Southern Bough Immortal Spring doesn't produce one drop every thousand years, but one every hundred years. My grandfather collected all nine drops in between, one by one!"
"It's not that rare!"
"The other Emperor Domains might not have much of it, but our Vermilion Bird Emperor Domain has quite a lot!"
"Of course, my grandfather gave quite a bit to others back then, too. So if you don't use it, and the other prodigies do, we might end up at a disadvantage!"
He Pingsheng nodded, then asked, "Are we allowed to use this during alchemy?"
"Yes!" Nan Qiqi nodded. "For the on-site alchemy competition, the organizers will provide five sets of ingredients, but you can decide for yourself what spirit liquid to use. So the Southern Bough Immortal Spring is definitely allowed!"
"Besides, there have been precedents in past competitions, and more than once!"
He Pingsheng said, "All right, then!"
"Since it's allowed, I'll give it a try!"
In fact, He Pingsheng had a drop of Southern Bough Immortal Spring himself. It could raise a pill's quality by one grade.
For him, it was something of a chicken rib-little meat to enjoy, yet a pity to discard. After all, He Pingsheng had the Treasure-Gathering Basin, so raising a pill's grade could hardly be easier.
What set the Southern Bough Immortal Spring