The Third Divine Son of the Feather Clan and Huo Yun'er began refining their pills again.
However, after a fierce battle, they were somewhat affected, and the killing intent in their hearts had not dissipated, which hindered their pill refinement.
But ultimately, their skills were strong, and they succeeded.
"The Third Divine Son of the Feather Clan, Yu Mo: Fifth-Grade Pill - Singing Phoenix Pill., Second Rank."
"Huo Yun'er: Fifth-Grade Pill - Fire Control Pill, First Rank."
Huo Yun'er's face turned slightly pale.
Yu Mo, however, smiled confidently, "Miss Huo, I accept your concession."
"Hmph, I was merely influenced by others. Otherwise, I wouldn't have lost!"
Huo Yun'er was somewhat unwilling to accept the result but chose to face reality without overreacting.
Seeing this, Yu Mo was rather disdainful. "Judge, announce the results, shall we?"
He looked at the grand cultivator in the Ascension Realm with little respect.
The cultivator remained expressionless, "The time is not up yet."
"Oh? Do you think those two ants can change the rankings?"
"Rules are rules."
The judge's gaze turned cold.
After all, he was a grand cultivator in the Ascension Realm, so Yu Mo couldn't be too arrogant. He snorted coldly and looked at the two, "Hurry up!"
Boom, a pressure descended upon them.
"Ahhhh!" As soon as he spoke, the straightforward one exclaimed, hastily opening his furnace, "Don't kill me, I'm done. Condense!"
At the same time, Xiao Ling'er also formed a seal with her hands and shouted, "Condense the pill!"
Bang!
The furnace lid flew off!
Nine pills shot up from the furnace, emitting a dazzling light that was hard to look at directly.
"What is this?!"
Everyone was shocked.
"What a brilliant pill glow!"
"At least Seventh Grade, no, Eighth Grade!!!"
"It's actually an Eighth Grade Profound Origin Realm Pill. It's a pity, if her opponent wasn't so strong, this girl might have had a chance at the championship!"
"I remember her. Wasn't she struggling to refine a Condensation Realm Pill before, barely passing the first round? How did she...?"
"She was pretending to be weak!"
The crowd quickly realized.
After all, everyone here has experience in the martial world, so these tactics were not unfamiliar to them. It was just that Xiao Ling'er had always kept a low profile, hence she was not noticed before.
At this moment, they naturally wouldn't remain ignorant.
"It's actually Eighth Grade?"
Yu Mo's eyes narrowed, feeling a surge of pressure. Had he... almost lost?
"Wait a minute!"
The pill glow retracted, forming ring after ring of light, converging on the pill.
"No, it's not Eighth Grade!"
His face suddenly changed.
Huo Yun'er's lips parted in astonishment, but she quickly reacted with a smirk, "Ninth Grade..."
"Ninth Grade Profound Origin Realm Pill, hahaha, Yu Mo, you lost too!"
Boom!
Before they could calm down, another exclamation erupted from the audience.
Everyone hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound and discovered that the 'cowardly and foolish' individual had also refined a Third-Grade Pill—Profound Origin Realm Pill of Ninth Rank!
"Hiss!!!"
"Ninth-Grade pills, which are rarely seen, appeared one after another?!"
"Could it be that this kid is also pretending to be weak?!"
They couldn't help but think this way.
But upon closer inspection, they saw the 'cowardly fool' looking utterly bewildered, then excitedly jumping around, "Ah, ah, ah, it's actually Ninth Grade, my luck is too good! I'm going crazy, I..."
"This???"
Their faces twitched, questioning reality.
They would rather believe this fool had insanely good luck than believe he was pretending to be weak.
"Two Ninth Grade pills, how should this be judged?!"
"How should it be judged? Naturally, Ninth Grade is first! Although it's just a Third-Grade Pill, Ninth Grade pills can greatly enhance the medicinal properties, and Ninth Grade pills are always priceless, with extremely high value!"
"Fifth-Grade Pills are of a higher grade, but only pills of the third rank are considered 'qualified.' A first-grade pill is technically a failure, and second-grade pills are low quality, their value not even matching the ingredients' worth..."
"Moreover, these two, one produced nine pills in a furnace, the other eight pills."
"But the Third Divine Son produced one pill per furnace, and Huo Yun'er also produced one pill. Do I need to say more about their value?"
The crowd was abuzz with discussions.
But Duan Qingyao had her own judgment.
So...
Xiao Ling'er actually ranked first, winning the championship???
For a moment, she was almost overwhelmed with joy, but her face quickly changed.
This might not be a good thing!
***
In the arena.
The smile on Yu Mo's face froze and gradually disappeared, followed by a surge of killing intent.
"You want to make a move?" The grand cultivator in the Ascension Realm spoke indifferently, "If you want to die, go ahead and try. During the competition, if you make a move, it's their fault for courting death. But now that the results are out and the competition is over, if you still want to make a move, you'll be breaking the rules of Grand Martial Immortal City. Even if I kill you, the Feather Clan will have nothing to say."
The meaning was clear: the Feather Clan would not be shown any special consideration.
Yu Mo's face grew darker.
He didn't believe the Feather Clan would remain silent!
What could happen if he killed someone in Grand Martial Immortal City?
He could easily find a scapegoat!
But...
He also knew that the audience here was likely over a hundred million. With so many eyes watching, if he really made a move, Grand Martial Immortal City would not let him find a scapegoat.
This was a matter of face, and it involved the face of a Loose Immortal Realm expert.
Loose immortals faced a heavenly tribulation every five hundred years; no one could guarantee their survival. So, theoretically, loose immortals were all madmen!
They had only a few years left to live; if someone provoked them, they might truly risk everything!
And face was of paramount importance to any powerful being.
Why should he create a conflict with an old madman with only a few years left to live?
"Forget it."
He turned to leave, unwilling to linger any longer. Every extra moment felt like more stinging on his face.
Naturally, he didn't care about the ranking anymore.
The Ascension Realm cultivator withdrew his gaze. "In that case, Xiao Ling'er of the Moon Grasping Sect is first, and wins the championship. Freelance cultivator Fan Jianqiang is second. Huo Yun'er is third."
"As for fourth to tenth place, they're all dead."
His tone remained indifferent, carrying the arrogance of a mighty figure.
What of the Third Divine Son of the Feather Clan? Since he chose to leave, he forfeited his ranking.
As for the others, they were indeed dead.
Many spectators were taken aback.
"This is truly an upset..."
"Everyone expected Yu Mo and Huo Yun'er to take the top spots, but instead, these two dark horses emerged. Truly shocking."
"Fan Jianqiang's luck is extraordinary, but Xiao Ling'er is the real surprise."
"She's from the Moon Grasping Sect?!"
Mentioning the Moon Grasping Sect, many spectators were astonished.
"I heard the Moon Grasping Sect is in decline, on the verge of extinction. How do they have a disciple with such incredible alchemy talent?!"
"She must have been hiding her true abilities!"
"Hiss, if that's the case, we can't underestimate the Moon Grasping Sect. Rumors can't always be trusted!"
"After all, it was once at the peak. Even if it's in decline, its foundation is still remarkable!"
"But..."
"But what?"
"But winning such a prestigious title and the champion's rewards might not be a good thing for the Moon Grasping Sect~!"
The awards ceremony began, and as the storage bag was handed to Xiao Ling'er, countless eyes gleamed with desire, their minds already calculating their next moves.