After all, according to Mu Chuyue's previous bet with Master Zhao, the final result depends on the time spent by both parties, but the most important thing is who can refine the Yangyuan Pill in good condition.
Normally, Mu Chuyue would not have bothered to compete with a small junior alchemist.
But the situation at hand was different.
The so-called competition was secondary.
The important thing was that she could take this opportunity to establish her power in front of the young man with the body of the medicinal spirit.
This was much more useful than the pleasure she got from attacking people.
With just this thought, Mu Chuyue seemed to have forgotten that she was not far away, and was still hesitating whether to take Zhou Yifan into her sect.
After all, no matter how much you have experienced in the previous life, when the real temptation is in front of you, even if you think you can look down on everything, you can't truly turn a blind eye.
However, Mu Chuyue was not affected by this little emotion in her heart.
Alchemy continues.
Except for the crowd of onlookers around her and the kid Zhou Fan himself, who was becoming more and more obsessed with it, Mu Chuyue felt a little bored.
Because she suddenly realized that her caution didn't have much practical significance.
Wasn't it just to use Zhou Fan's body to let him truly experience what it was like to make an alchemy?
As for whether or not we can win against Master Zhao, it’s a completely trivial matter that doesn’t need to be considered.
Then why should I foolishly worry about being seen as inappropriate?
Since no one in the room has surpassed the Mustard Seed Realm cultivation level, even if they could see it, what could she do?
No matter what, it is a fact that Zhou Yifan personally refined the Yangyuan Pill with his own hands, right?
Presumably, except Master Zhao himself who lost the bet, no one would be bored enough to meddle in other people's business.
As if she suddenly had an enlightenment, Mu Chuyue put aside her worries and her alchemy speed increased almost visibly.
The onlookers did not realize what the change in "Zhou Yifan's" alchemy speed really meant, but the same thing was different when the alchemists present saw it.
"Brother Wu Xian, you see that my alchemy speed has obviously improved a lot compared to just now."
An older junior alchemist tapped the person next to him.
The logo on this alchemist's robe has one more five-star mark than his.
To put it bluntly, this older alchemist still wanted to treat others as his younger brothers even though his abilities were inferior to others.
This approach was not really authentic.
However, the alchemist who was called "Wu Xiandi" didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with what the other person said.
"It turns out that there really is such a genius who directly improves his understanding during the first alchemy process.
Maybe this young man is really that rare alchemy wizard," the alchemist surnamed Wu said excitedly.
In fact, these two people were not the only ones present who had the same reaction.
Similar conversations occurred among other alchemists at the same time.
However, most people just talked about it, and there were only a few people like Mu Chuyue who actually had the idea of accepting a disciple.
The reason is simple.
Not everyone who can recruit a disciple has this qualification.
Although there are many alchemists present, most of them are only one-star junior alchemists.
With these people's alchemy skills, it is a fluke to be able to refine a first-grade elixir in one go.
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