Refining divine pills, controlling divine beasts, and the useless lady is so cool

Unfortunately, the herbs she took out disappointed everyone. They were only herbs used to make imperial-grade medicine.

The female elf seemed to have noticed everyone's reaction and explained, "I had originally planned to refine a Saint-level potion, but as everyone knows, herbs are hard to find."

He only said this much, but everyone imagined a lot more, and some even offered to donate, but the female elf refused:

"Thank you, everyone. But it's my own fault that I didn't find the herbs. If I accept your gifts, even if I win, I'll feel it's unfair."

When Mu Qingli heard her words, he couldn't help but look at her twice more, but he saw a flash of guilt on her face.

Mu Qingli pursed her lips, and all the good impression she had of this female elf disappeared.

The medicine liquid competition lasts for one day. After all the herbs are checked, the elder announces the start of the competition.

Mu Qingli knew that he was fast, so in order not to stand out too much, he slowed down his speed even more than last time.

While she was delaying, several elves had already finished preparing the potion and handed it over.

However, those handed in were all high-level medicinal liquids.

Mu Qingli seemed to be refining the medicine carefully, but in fact she was paying attention to the actions of other elves. After An You handed over the medicine, she also stood up.

All the elves' eyes were instantly focused on her. After all, everyone could see that she was refining an imperial-level medicine.

When Luo Yu saw her stand up, he also stood up. The eyes of the elves shifted to Luo Yu again, as if they were in disbelief.

Mu Qingli ignored them, handed over his medicine, and returned to his original position.

In the liquid medicine competition, all the liquid medicines are submitted together without signatures, but there will be special marks on the bottles.

Wait until all the liquid medicine has been collected before evaluating.

There are still a small number of elves that have not been refined yet, especially the last champion. After seeing someone hand over the Golden Medicine, he seemed to be impatient and his movements could not help but speed up.

No one cared about the two bottles of medicine that were handed in, and I returned to the Champion Elf.

The champion elf felt a little stressed and sweated nervously, but had no time to wipe it off.

She couldn't fail, she couldn't! What those two elves had just handed over must have been waste liquid!

The Champion Elf comforted himself in his heart and gradually calmed down, but he was still a little impatient.

When extracting a herb, a small mistake was made, but it would not affect the quality of the medicine, only the taste.

Mu Qingli watched her actions without commenting much, and turned to look at the potions made by other elves.

Instead, An You frowned, thinking that it was indeed wrong for her to make such a small mistake.

The champion elf became even more nervous after making this small mistake. The more nervous he was, the more mistakes he made. His next actions were all small mistakes.

The elder on the stage had a very unhappy look on his face. He had been very optimistic about this champion elf, but he didn't expect him to be so impatient now.

The onlookers were not fools, so such an action full of mistakes was naturally discussed.

"Was she really the champion last time? Why do her moves seem so awkward and weird to me?"

"What's going on? The color of the medicine has changed. Can I still drink it?"

Although the crowd's discussions were small, they reached the ears of the champion elf.

Her hand trembled, and the herbs in her hand were destroyed in an instant.

The champion elf's mentality was a little broken. Listening to the discussions below, she shouted, "Why are you arguing? It will affect others' performance. Don't you know?"

The people at the scene suddenly fell silent, and some even expressed disbelief: "When will she become so fierce..."

Before the commentator could finish his words, the elf behind him stopped him: "What are you doing? She must have not performed well today and is feeling a little upset. Please don't exaggerate her."

The person being criticized curled his lips and said, "Looks like the winner of this competition will be someone else. Look at the medicine she prescribed. There's no way I can take it, and there's no way I can buy it."

His friend agreed with this view without saying anything more.

The Champion Elf looked at the bottle of potion that he had ruined, then looked at the remaining herbs, and made a huge decision - to refine it again.

Her action shocked all the elves present.

At this moment, half of the competition time has passed. If we want to refine it again, there cannot be any mistakes.

The remaining elves handed over the refined potions one after another, and only then were they in the mood to watch the performance of the champion elf.

The champion elf moved quickly. She also noticed that she was the only one refining the elixir present, so she focused even more, not wanting to embarrass herself in front of everyone.

However, she made another mistake. She was missing one of the ingredients she needed to refine the medicinal material. She had clearly calculated that everything should be doubled, but she was afraid of any accidents...

Her heart had gradually become twisted. No, she couldn't lose!

None of the elves watching said a word; they also noticed something unusual.

The Champion Elf glanced down a few times and finally saw her herbs fell to the ground. She picked up the herbs, cleaned them up, and used them in the medicine liquid.

Although the elder frowned, he did not try to stop it.

Finally, the champion elf completed the last step, and there was only a quarter of an hour left before the end of the game.

Only when she handed the medicine in her hand to the stage in front of her did she breathe a sigh of relief.

The elders in front explained the medicinal liquids over and over again, and after making sure that nothing was missed, they began to evaluate.

"I think it's unlikely that she'll win the championship this time. There are two other people who have also refined the imperial-level potion."

"I didn't notice how those two guys practiced, but I still believe in the champion elf."

"Yes, although she made a small mistake in the middle, there were no mistakes the second time, so the value is still relatively high."

The elves were talking about it, and the contestants were all nervous. Some of them knew that they could not get into the top three, but still wanted to know their ranking.

An You had seen Mu Qingli refining the medicine and asked, "Did your imperial-level medicine succeed?"

He didn't lower his voice deliberately, and some of the audience members who were nearby could also hear it.

Seeing the Champion Elf still with a gloomy face, Mu Qingli just nodded slightly without saying anything, for fear of irritating her again.

The elders' evaluation was not as slow as Mu Qingli had imagined. Just when Mu Qingli thought it would take a long time, the elders with the bottles of testing medicine came out, and they were very excited.

"Everyone performed very well in this competition. I saw your efforts. But today, two dark horses emerged. I am deeply excited about their performance."