The first Alchemy Master appeared.
Naturally, the eyes of all cultivators were drawn to the blue-robed elder, discussing endlessly as they looked at him.
"It's the Supreme Elder of the Purple Qi Sect. In the last Alchemy Grand Competition, he refined a rare low-grade Alchemy Pill. If he wants to make a breakthrough this time, he can only refine a mid-grade Alchemy Pill."
"If he really succeeds, the Purple Qi Sect's reputation should rise another level. I estimate it will be just below a top-tier sect. When their Sect Master cultivates to the third level of the Heavenly Completion Realm, they will truly become a top-tier sect."
"..."
The sound of discussion continued. The blue-robed elder quickly took out medicinal ingredients, even blurring them so the surrounding cultivators could not see what ingredients they were.
Zhen Hu's eyes flashed as he disdainfully laughed, "Another low-grade Alchemy Pill. After thousands of years, this useless old man still hasn't made any progress. No matter how rare your low-grade Alchemy Pill is, it still can't compare to a mid-grade Alchemy Pill."
This was the strict suppression of rank.
Chen Xia didn't speak, tilting his head to watch occasionally stroking his cheek. His posture was not proper at all.
Since the first Alchemy Master had appeared, the other Spirit Pill Masters became impatient and hurried to refine their top-grade Spirit Pills, afraid of being affected by the Alchemy Pills later.
But once an Alchemy Master entered, it opened the floodgates for other Alchemy Masters to gradually enter.
In just half a day, there were already four Pill Refining Masters in the entire refining field. They were all famous figures who refined low-grade Alchemy Pills.
The mid-grade Alchemy Masters still hadn't appeared yet. They probably wanted to observe a bit longer.
Chen Xia stretched lazily. He was already a bit impatient and asked Zhen Hu next to him, "Can I go in now?"
Zhen Hu shook his head to explain, "The Alchemy Grand Competition pays attention to order. Usually you have to wait for the refining masters of the previous level to refine almost to completion before the next level goes on stage. After all, pill refining is different from fighting. You still have to pay attention to human relationships and rules."
"Otherwise, if a top-grade Alchemy Master went on stage directly, this Alchemy Competition might as well end immediately. The mid-grade Alchemy Masters wouldn't even need to compete, let alone those below them."
"How boring." Chen Xia lamented and didn't directly crash others' scenes. The ingredients were with the Starry Sky Pill Sect anyway, so he could only wait first.
Fortunately, the first low-grade Alchemy Pill successfully formed a pill two days later, refined by that blue-robed elder. It was a relatively rare low-grade Alchemy Pill, the best below mid-grade Alchemy Pills in value alone!
The surrounding cultivators' voices of discussion continued, mostly praising the blue-robed elder.
"In successive competitions, he has continuously refined rare low-grade Alchemy Pills. He has probably secured the position as the number one below mid-grade Alchemy Masters."
"Given time, he will definitely become a mid-grade Alchemy Master, maybe in the next competition!"
The blue-robed elder was mentally and physically exhausted but extremely delighted. He had a satisfied smile and even got a half-perfect rating.
The remaining low-grade Alchemy Masters were not as strong as the blue-robed elder. One even failed in forming the pill and didn't even get a passing rating.
Before the low-grade Alchemy Masters finished, the mid-grades entered.
Mid-grade Alchemy Masters were impressive. They all came from top-level sects. Even in the upper layers of the realm, they could get elder positions.
Someone once said, compared to Heavenly Completion Realm cultivators below the fifth level, I still think mid-grade Alchemy Masters are more amazing.
This was the gold content of mid-grade Alchemy Masters.
Now, a mid-grade Alchemy Master walked on stage, wearing the Supreme Elder robes of Armor Wood Mountain. He was a tall, thin old man with a trace of ghostly purple flames wavering above his head.
Zhen Hu's eyes narrowed as he said, "Armor Wood Mountain is so impatient. With this old man's skills, he could almost assail top-grade Alchemy Pills. Surprisingly he's going on stage now."
"That purple flame on his head is a pill fire, it can increase integration with the pill, a good thing for pill refining."
"It's quite stylish." Chen Xia commented.
The tall, thin Elder of Armor Wood Mountain didn't start refining immediately. His gaze drifted, first looking towards the Starry Sky Pill Sect, as if glancing casually. Then he looked ahead and stopped on Triumphant Mountain.
He nodded slightly, as if agreeing with someone, and immediately took out a cauldron. Purple flames burst out instantly, enveloping the entire cauldron, burning fiercely.
The surrounding cultivators' discussion passed on again.
"Why did the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain come out now? He should be the finale of the mid-grade Alchemy Masters. In previous competitions, he almost always came out with those three top-grade Alchemy Masters."
There were only three top-grade Alchemy Masters in the realm now, and this Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain could be considered the highest existence below those two top-grade Alchemy Masters.
When the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain came out, the other mid-grade Alchemy Masters didn't dare pretend to be impressive. They walked out one by one, occupying thirteen positions.
The Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain took out medicinal ingredients, all extremely precious existences. One ingredient was even rarer than an entire low-grade Alchemy Pill.
This was definitely not the material for refining mid-grade Alchemy Pills.
This was top-grade!
The cultivators erupted in an uproar, instantly knowing the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain's intentions.
He wanted to directly advance to become a top-grade Alchemy Master through this Alchemy Competition!
What boldness!
The spectators were shocked, looking at the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain with even more respect in their eyes.
"What boldness, what courage!" Even Zhen Hu couldn't help but exclaim, as a mid-grade Alchemy Master himself, he could clearly feel the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain's intentions.
At the same time, at the location of Triumphant Mountain's sect disciples, a middle-aged man twirling a ring on his hand smiled slightly. He looked towards the Starry Sky Pill Sect, a trace of hatred in his expression.
The mid-grade Alchemy Pill refinement began!
The rich smell of pills instantly filled the entire scene. The thirteen mid-grade Alchemy Masters and their thirteen different mid-grade Alchemy Pills began to entangle and interfere with each other.
This was an invisible battle scene between pills. Only the most powerful Alchemy Masters could prevail and be the first to form a pill.
The cultivators watched attentively, not even willing to blink.
Because this was also the most exciting battle.
For five consecutive days, the pill battle gradually showed signs of strength.
The pill fragrance of the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain gradually suppressed the entire scene. The power of the top-grade Alchemy Pill slowly revealed its horror.
Almost the entire scene was filled with the pill fragrance of top-grade Alchemy Pills.
This meant the Elder Patriarch of Armor Wood Mountain was halfway done, he smiled slightly without hurrying the refining. Instead, he looked towards the Starry Sky Pill Sect and laughed, "I heard the Starry Sky Pill Sect has a very powerful Pill Refining Master, also a Supreme Elder. Why doesn't he come out and show off his skills? Could it be he's afraid?"
Before Zhen Hu could speak, the bored Chen Xia's spirit rose and he stood up first, laughing, "It was him who asked to go first."

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”