Xuan Kongzi then announced the rules of the Pill Convention. As before, it would consist of three rounds.
The first round was the Soul Illusion Realm, the second was searching for herbs in the Pill Realm, and the third was the true test of alchemy.
The champion of this convention would not only gain the chance to subdue the Three Thousand Yan Flame Fire, but also receive an ancient soul cultivation manual.
A soul cultivation manual was a priceless treasure to an alchemist. Xiao Yan's determination to claim the championship grew even stronger.
After explaining the rules and rewards, Xuan Kongzi immediately began the first round of the assessment.
As the first round began, all the Pill Convention participants entered the trial one after another. Little Doctor Immortal entered as well, on Lan Hong's side.
"Doesn't Little Doctor Immortal only know how to refine poison pills? Is she entering the alchemist competition too?"
Facing Zi Yan's question, Lan Hong smiled. "Let her go. No one ever said Alchemy Skill can't be used to refine poison pills, did they?"
There was one thing Lan Hong did not mention: the pills Little Doctor Immortal refined looked much like ordinary pills, but were poison pills in essence.
Even Lan Hong did not know how Little Doctor Immortal managed it. He could only attribute it to the Calamity Poison Body, or perhaps to the Netherworld Poison Fire he had given her.
After Xiao Yan and Little Doctor Immortal entered the illusion space, each of them was drawn into their own illusion.
Every person's illusion was different, reflecting the different emotions hidden within their hearts.
Some were seduced by beauty, some by riches, some by treasures—there were all kinds.
Xiao Yan also fell into an illusion, where he saw his father, Xiao Zhan.
Just as