"Exactly, putting in all of the same herb is like cutting off one's own retreat. I don't know if he's foolish, or if he has absolute confidence!" another person muttered, the corners of their mouth curling into a bitter smile. When did the young people of today become so reckless?
"I'd rather believe he's got the skills." Dean Mo Nai's gaze was fervent, his breathing slightly hurried, as he kept his eyes tightly fixed on Zhiyan.
During the alchemy of the Third-grade Rejuvenation Pill, Mo Nai had maintained his composure because he had witnessed her prowess at the Elixir Association, but now, as she continued to break the rules by adding three of the same herbs at once, he found it increasingly hard to stay calm.
Just how far had her strength progressed?
Didn't she realize that by alchemizing three herbs at once, she would expend more energy than the others, twice as much? This was a competition, not a game. Was she really confident that she wouldn't make the slightest mistake?
