Gavin White watched Evan Yang closely. Previously, Evan had used this same pill furnace to refine pills, and now he was once again using such an ordinary cauldron.
“Is this guy planning to give up, or is he just that confident?” Gavin wondered to herself.
Evan Yang didn’t care what others thought. His goal was clearly to blend into Medicine King Heaven and win everyone’s admiration. He began selecting materials, finally tossing the last few remaining herbs into his cauldron.
Although Evan couldn’t use a high-grade cauldron, he set up a fire-gathering formation. His Sacred Flame combined with the formation, wrapping around the cauldron—one flame inside, one array outside.
The Sacred Flame moved inside the cauldron along Evan’s preset trajectory, while the fire-gathering formation wrapped around the outside.
The crowd saw Evan’s bizarre pill-refining method and began to get curious about his background. Still, many doubted he could produce anything remarkable.
Three hours later, everyone finished refining their pills. Gavin White opened each cauldron one by one, recording the results. Since Evan was last, a few others had already refined over twenty top-grade pills, which was considered extremely strong.
Among them, the Strange Alchemist refined twenty-three, the Poison Alchemist made twenty-two, and an unfamiliar expert produced twenty-five—the strongest so far.
Gavin White smiled. "All three of you did well, making over twenty pills. Now let’s see what our marvel can do."
Gavin opened Evan’s cauldron. When she saw rows of top-grade pills still steaming inside, she was stunned, and everyone else leaned over, curious.
When Gavin White opened Evan Yang's cauldron, she saw it packed full with more than thirty top-grade pills, neatly arranged in a row. The entire hall was stunned—everyone's face showed shock.
Evan smiled. "Thank you, everyone. I accept your concession." He knew he'd won, so he spoke modestly.
Gavin White was curious. "How did you do it?" she asked. The rest of the crowd was just as eager to know Evan's secret.
Evan grinned. "That's my pill-refining secret, Sect Master. May I keep it to myself?"
Gavin White chuckled, "Of course you may."
Many present felt their hearts itch with curiosity. If Evan's results were due to a special pill-refining technique, everyone wanted to learn it from him. The Poison Alchemist secretly thought, "I'll have him teach me later."
The Strange Alchemist eyed Evan and muttered to himself, "If I had his pill-refining technique, I could use my sub-divine beast pill to replace the Fire Phoenix Pill."
Evan didn’t know what the Strange Alchemist was thinking, but from the elder’s gaze, he could tell he’d piqued his interest.
Evan smiled, "Sect Master, does that mean the competition is over?"
Gavin White nodded. "That's right. You've taken first place. You can stay to receive your prize; everyone else may leave now."