’It’s that bastard again!’

The stunningly beautiful girl in red gritted her teeth.

’Looks like she really has it out for me!’

Sensing the gaze that wanted to slice him into a thousand pieces, Qin Feng gave a helpless smile.

Meanwhile, in the stands, a few familiar faces were staring at Qin Feng, their eyes filled with shock.

"It’s actually him?"

Liu Canyang never imagined he would see this familiar figure at the Alchemist Guild.

This was the last person Liu Canyang wanted to see.

"Isn’t that Qin Feng a Mystic Master? Why is he here at the Alchemist Guild taking an assessment?" In another corner, a trace of frustration appeared on Xiao Yuchan’s handsome face, a face so beautiful it could rival any peerless beauty.

"Why do I see him everywhere!"

If it were possible, Xiao Yuchan would rather not see this person at all.

This figure was like a great mountain pressing down on Cyan Dragon Academy, leaving its many new geniuses almost unable to breathe.

Liu Canyang and Xiao Yuchan exchanged a look, both of their faces falling.

Both Liu Canyang and Xiao Yuchan were distinguished talents of their generation. They had schemed and struggled, spending over half a year at the Alchemist Guild just to recently become apprentices.

Now, Qin Feng had just shown up and was already taking the First-grade Alchemist assessment. No matter how they looked at it, it was galling.

The assessment hall’s stands were still buzzing with activity.

Compared to Liu Canyang and Xiao Yuchan’s frustration,

Ji Huang’Er was truly getting a headache.

She didn’t know why, but every time she saw Qin Feng, she had a bad feeling.

It was a real headache.

Just like half a day ago, when she’d turned around and he had taken advantage of her in the blink of an eye.

Although it seemed she hadn’t lost out in the end, she still felt like nothing good ever came from him.

"Junior Sister Ji, don’t you worry. You have a solid foundation. Even though you only recently became the master’s disciple, you’ve been immersed in your family’s alchemy for years. Your skills are far from weak. Plus, with the Heaven-Burning Blood Flame Spirit Fire you just finished refining, I’m sure becoming a First-grade Alchemist will be a natural success for you!"

Hearing the voice transmission in her ear, Ji Huang’Er looked up. In the stands, a silver-haired young woman was nodding at her in encouragement.

’So that guy really came. Fine. He’ll get a reality check soon enough!’

By the stone platform, Zhou Rou shot Qin Feng a cold glance.

As disciples chosen by the Sixth Grade Alchemist Master Long Mei, they had their pride.

Generally speaking, to be standing here at their age meant their soul talent was beyond question.

An Alchemist might not have reached the Condensing Vein Realm, but they absolutely had to possess soul talent. The soul was the only way to control flames.

And Flame was the bridge to communicating with elixirs.

At that moment, in the center, two Fourth-Grade Black-robed Alchemists—a man and a woman—were surveying the crowd.

Their black robes were clean and their hair was tied up in exceptionally neat buns. They scanned the participants with indifferent gazes.

These two were in charge of all assessment matters here.

Name Executor Elder and Elder Zhiyu. These two Elders were quite famous in the Alchemist Guild.

Before them sat a Sun Dial. It was slowly turning. Each major mark on it represented two hours, with ten smaller increments in between.

"Elder Zhiyu, it seems there are quite a few capable apprentices participating in the assessment this time!" Name Executor Elder said, turning to her as his gaze swept over the young men and women before the stone platforms.

"Only a handful. Besides Meng Ran, Zhou Ran, Ji Huang’Er, and Yuan Xiaobai, the rest have no hope at all!"

Elder Zhiyu snorted softly. Her gaze swept over Qin Feng and the others, a hint of displeasure on her face.

Like many of the more radical Elders in the Alchemist Guild, she deeply disliked these unaffiliated individuals.

She even believed these people were purely here to waste the Alchemist Guild’s Spiritual Materials.

A few years ago, she had even proposed revoking the assessment eligibility for alchemists without a proper master or lineage.

Name Executor Elder simply smiled and shook his head, saying no more. However, when his gaze occasionally swept over Qin Feng, he paid a little extra attention.

He had cultivated a peculiar Secret Technique that gave him an extremely strong sense for certain famously powerful Spirit Fires.

On that black-clothed youth, he clearly sensed no fewer than three powerful Spirit Fires.

’To be able to subdue three types of Spirit Fire at once, this boy must possess a control over them that surpasses ordinary people!’

As he thought to himself, a silent sigh flickered in Name Executor Elder’s eyes. For an Alchemist, this quality was often the most precious.

The stronger one’s control over the flame, the higher their chances of successfully creating a pill compared to others.

If one couldn’t even control the flame, how could they possibly perform alchemy?

An hour later, Elder Zhiyu’s gaze flickered as she looked at the Red Needle Sun Dial before her and spoke.

"The First-grade Alchemist assessment has now officially begun! You have six hours. Your task is to independently concoct the pill according to the Pill Formula written on the sheepskin scroll on your platform!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng’s expression shifted, and his gaze fell upon the sheepskin scroll on the stone platform before him.

Just then, a voice full of dissatisfaction rang out.

"Hey, kid, you’d better be careful. I don’t care if you fail, but if your furnace explodes and interferes with me, I’ll make you regret it!"

Qin Feng turned to see a spirited-looking youth at the next station glaring at him with disdain.

Yuan Xiaobai. Qin Feng read the name on the stone plaque in front of the youth.

"Hmph. What are you yapping about? You won’t succeed even if no one interferes with you!" Qin Feng said, sizing up the youth. "You’d better make sure your furnace doesn’t explode and disturb me. Otherwise, don’t blame me for beating you into a Pig Head!"

Insufficient control over the flame could easily cause the Pill Furnace to explode.

This was extremely dangerous.

Especially in this kind of environment, an exploding Pill Furnace would have a huge impact on those nearby.

The tension wasn’t just thick around Qin Feng; the atmosphere was just as charged in other areas.

Name Executor Elder and Elder Zhiyu watched this scene with expressionless faces.

This kind of atmosphere was inevitable; it happened during almost every Alchemist assessment.

As long as no fights broke out, the two Elders couldn’t be bothered to intervene.

At the same time, Qin Feng noticed that Ji Huang’Er, several dozen feet away, was also looking over at him.

’What’s she looking at me for? Don’t tell me I can affect her from this far away?’

Qin Feng wondered to himself. Shifting his gaze, he picked up the sheepskin scroll on the platform.

The scroll was sealed with wax, and the Pill Formulas were assigned randomly.

Qin Feng used a Silver Saber to slice open the wax, revealing a Pill Formula.

Bone Tempering Pill.

The corner of Qin Feng’s mouth twitched.

There were many types of First Grade elixirs, but the Bone Tempering Pill was definitely one of the most difficult.

Qin Feng’s luck wasn’t very good!

Meanwhile, Ji Huang’Er also opened the sheepskin scroll on her platform.

Quenching Essence Pill.

The Pill Formula that appeared before her brought a smile to Ji Huang’Er’s beautiful face.

The Quenching Essence Pill was also a First Grade elixir, but it was a relatively simple one, making it very suitable for novices.

The Quenching Essence Pill and the Bone Tempering Pill were only one word apart, but their difficulty was on a completely different level. One was the simple version, the other, the advanced one.

Qin Feng had randomly drawn the advanced version, so it was no surprise he felt frustrated.