The orioles are chirping, the trees are shadowed by the breeze, it’s the perfect morning light.
As Mu Chuyue walked down the steps, Qian Chengyang's voice sounded suspiciously next to her.
"Boss, why didn't you accept the elixir yesterday?
Senior Sister Dongmen directly intervened in this matter.
You can save yourself the trouble of refining the elixir and avoid being entangled by Shen Hanfei's excuses.
Why not?"
"Then the whole sect will think that I am a silly boy with a pretty face, covered by the proud daughter of heaven.
What are you thinking about?"
In fact, even if Mu Chuyue plans to keep a low profile in Danyang Sect, it does not mean that she must always curb her glory and be a mediocre ordinary disciple.
The best way to enter the inner gate as quickly as possible is to win this contest.
By then, it would be difficult for the sect’s senior officials not to pay attention to her.
The position of the sect leader has been vacant for many years, and the power of the sect has been lost to several other sects, each with equal strength.
No one can suppress the opponent and directly take the coveted position.
If a junior with even more talent than Dongmen Siyi suddenly appeared now, it would definitely attract competition from many parties.
She will definitely be the best choice for entering the secret realm.
Mu Chuyue collected her thoughts and quickened her pace.
The square in front of the sect.
Many disciples from the inner and outer sects gathered here spontaneously, and the topic revolved around the two alchemy cauldrons on the central platform, and they were discussing with great interest.
Shen Hanfei stood in front of one of the dark cauldrons with his hands clasped behind his hands, looking at his fellow disciples with different expressions in the audience, with a confident and proud look on his face.
He is sure to win today's competition.
Not to mention that this Fang Dading is a treasure that his father spent a lot of money to find.
The fire source he is using to make alchemy is also the best natural fire that ordinary alchemists have never seen.
What's more, Shen Hanfei glanced at the materials he prepared: flying scorpion leaves, bipolar fruit, and phoenix tail flowers, all used to refine the Bigu Pill.
He had practiced this recipe for several months and was already familiar with it.
"Even if that kid really knows how to make elixirs, he can't compare to my proficiency in refining this elixir."
The two figures of Mu Chuyue appeared in the square, and the disciples of the sect made a way for her.
They were looking forward to it, eager for the rightful master to bring them a hilarious after-dinner conversation.
Almost no one thinks highly of her.
"Hey, who is this, our young alchemist Yue Chumu?"
Shen Hanfei's eyes were sarcastic, and he pretended to applaud Mu Chuyue who was coming towards him.
All the followers in the audience whistled a few times in unison.
One after another low laughter spread from the crowd, making no secret of their contempt for Mu Chuyue.
There are many disciples of the Danyang Sect who are noble children who were born noble and pampered, and all of them have aspirations as high as the sky.
Even so, they can only flatter the elders and juniors in secret, for fear of being put in their shoes.
Now a little-known boy dares to do what they don't do These people were unhappy, waiting to see Mu Chuyue's jokes, and the words that came out of their mouths were unknowingly harsh.
"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, otherwise he will turn out to be a bragging brat."
"Haha, I have never heard of an alchemist who is fourteen or fifteen years old."
Every sarcasm is harder to hear.
In response, Mu Chuyue looked indifferent and did not respond.
The best way to shut up these people was to slap them in the face with the facts.
Her eyes glanced around the two people's respective alchemy materials.
The poor quality of the alchemy cauldron was rough in workmanship, and the spiritual grass was obviously missing by half.
The pros and cons were clearly visible at a glance.
Despite this, Mu Chuyue still said indifferently: "Let's get started." xx4911131: