"Being a principal isn't fun at all. The head of the eight emperors sounds much better!" Firey blurted out.
"Ouch!" The next second, she crouched down and covered her head. "Master, I'm sorry! I meant I wanted to be the head of the eight emperors!"
Both Himmel Soan and Bandora laughed.
Himmel Soan only gave Firey's head a little knock with his knuckle, and Firey made such an exaggerated response.
What a girl!
While they were laughing and chatting, the alchemy competition was coming to an end. Most people had produced their pills. Only Lan was still working on her furnace.
Bang!
There was a loud thump, and the competition was over.
"She made it!"
"How's that possible? I didn't know defective pills could be reused!"
"That's against common sense! It's going to change the history of alchemy!"
"Yes, she has refined the defective pills, but what pills has she turned them into?"
