One by one, the alchemists began.
Herbs were drawn out.
Fires were adjusted.
Cauldrons hummed.
The sharp, distinct fragrance of medicinal ingredients began to spread, layer upon layer, filling the entire hall with a dense, almost intoxicating aura.
At first glance, it seemed uneventful.
Even… dull.
To ordinary cultivators—especially the younger generation—the process was slow, repetitive, and difficult to find anything interesting.
But—
For alchemists?
This was a completely interesting event.
Their eyes shone as they kept their eyes on the participants.
Because what they saw was more than what ordinary cultivators could perceive.
They could see the participants' control over the flame.
The timing of ingredient insertion.
The subtle fluctuations of Qi within the cauldron.
Even the smallest adjustment spoke volumes about how skilled an alchemist truly was.
And among all, one person stood at the very center of attention.
Huo Shenyu!
