Spoiled By the Young Master After Reborn In the 80s
Chapter 469: Four hundred sixty-eight, Competition (1)

Chapter 469: Four hundred sixty-eight, Competition (1)

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned upon hearing Luo Shu say she was nineteen, and when he heard Luo Shu’s cultivation, he felt as if he’d been struck by a heavy punch, waves of dizziness hitting him. Nineteen and already at the Nascent Soul Late Stage Peak—is this some kind of joke?

It wasn’t just him who was stunned; the Nascent Soul Elder and the line of disciples from the Upper Pavilion behind him were all dumbfounded as well. Nineteen? She’s only nineteen? How is that possible?

Chu Rongying and Ouyang Meng exchanged smiles. Seeing the shocked expressions of everyone around them, a rush of exhilaration surged in their hearts. Thankfully, they had not disclosed Luo Shu’s age, or they would have missed out on witnessing this scene.

Luo Shu, observing the expressions of the Nascent Soul Elder and his group, was somewhat puzzled. They already knew her cultivation level, right? Chu Rongying and Ouyang Meng had not informed her about the issues of cultivation and age, so she was still unclear about what her age and cultivation signified here.

"Luo Shu, are you really only nineteen?" the Nascent Soul Elder took a while to regain his senses and asked. He felt that, one day, he would be scared to death by this freakish Luo Shu. When he first learned about Luo Shu’s cultivation, he thought she was like him, already over a thousand years old. Unexpectedly, she was only nineteen.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Luo Shu asked, baffled.

"There’s a problem, of course, there’s a problem. Do you understand what it means to be a nineteen-year-old Peak Nascent Soul Cultivator?" the Nascent Soul Elder asked excitedly. What luck had the Upper Pavilion struck this time to have recruited such an extraordinary prodigy like Luo Shu?

"Entering the Nascent Soul Stage is usually around five hundred years of age, and for those with slightly lesser talent, it’s at least eight to nine hundred years, or even a thousand. Do you understand what I mean?" the Nascent Soul Elder asked.

"I get it!" Luo Shu said, touching her nose in embarrassment. If she had known earlier, she would have claimed to be a thousand years old no matter what. But now it was too late; the way everyone was looking at her was as if they wanted to devour her alive—so terrifying!

The middle-aged cultivator responsible for registration looked at Luo Shu with a chuckle, picked up the writing brush from the table, and quickly noted down Luo Shu’s details in the register. Who would have thought that the Upper Pavilion would have such an extraordinary talent—it was sheer dumb luck! However, he had no intention of making this information public; he was eager to see the shocked expressions on everyone’s faces when they saw Luo Shu’s performance. After learning about her age and cultivation level, he was filled with confidence and expectation for her.

"This is your competition number plate." The middle-aged cultivator smiled and handed the number plate to Luo Shu.

"Thank you!" Luo Shu received it with a smile. She wasn’t someone who liked to be ostentatious, but this time she knew it would be difficult for her to keep a low profile.

The first competition was alchemy, and everyone found their positions according to the number plates in their hands.

Luo Shu arrived at position number two hundred and six, in front of her was a stone platform about a meter wide, on which sat a pill furnace used for alchemy. The examination questions hadn’t been announced yet, so it was still unknown what elixirs would need to be concocted.

As all the participants arrived for the alchemy competition, a gray-robed elder walked to the center of the stage. He glanced around at everyone and said, "In a moment, twenty types of Spirit Grass will appear on your tables. Based on your abilities, you may freely combine these twenty types of Spirit Grass. You will have one shichen to do so. After the competition ends, we will score you based on the grade of the elixirs you’ve concocted. The total score is out of ten—give it your best!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and immediately, twenty different grades of Spirit Grass appeared on everyone’s tables. "The competition starts now!"

Luo Shu glanced at the Spirit Grass on the table, contemplated briefly, and then decided on the elixir she wanted to concoct.

She swiftly picked out the Vital Qi Fruit, Bone Regeneration Flower, Snake Shedding Flower, Yellow Lotus Essence, Blood Lotus Essence, Ice Spirit Flame Grass, Balings Devil Needle Fruit, and Wood Spirit Trineedle Flower—eight types of Spirit Grass. This time, she intended to concoct an Earth-rank level nine Restoration Pill.

After selecting the Spirit Grass, Luo Shu summoned her internal fire and began concocting, separating the Medicinal Liquid, purifying, discarding the impurities... She didn’t use the Flame Snake for concocting since she was unaware of the Flame Snake’s rank. Although she knew that it was hard to remain inconspicuous this time, she didn’t want to attract unnecessary trouble.

Time gradually passed, and everyone from each sect was closely watching their own disciples, hoping that they wouldn’t let them down and would achieve good results.

The Nascent Soul Elder also kept his eyes on Luo Shu, and a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face when he saw Luo Shu’s actions, smooth as flowing water. He had originally thought that Luo Shu’s alchemy would definitely not be as good as her talisman crafting, but now it seemed he had worried too much.

Luo Shu’s Divine Sense was constantly monitoring the situation of the elixirs inside the pill furnace, and upon seeing the elixirs taking shape, a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. With a slap of her hand, the lid of the pill furnace flew off, and twelve crystal-clear elixirs, emitting an enticing medicinal fragrance, flew into the porcelain bottle in her hand.

After placing the porcelain bottle on the table and looking up to see the Nascent Soul Elder watching her with an expectant smile, Luo Shu returned a confident smile.

"Time’s up! Everyone, please stop now!"

With the announcement from the gray-robed elder, everyone stopped their actions at once, but a few who had not finished their concoctions could only stand in place, looking dejected.

Six black-robed cultivators stepped forward and began to inspect the porcelain bottles in front of everyone, making records at the same time.

Luo Shu was situated towards the back, and it was already ten minutes later when the black-robed cultivator came to inspect her bottle.

The black-robed cultivator picked up the porcelain bottle from the table in front of Luo Shu, peered inside, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. He took out an elixir to smell it, then placed it back into the bottle, set the bottle on the table again, and began recording in the notebook he held.

After recording the details, he gave Luo Shu a glance before moving on to the others.

After recording the results of everyone, the judges on the referee seat began to calculate the scores of this competition.

The audience below was also watching the referee seat with a mix of nervousness and anticipation, waiting for the announcement of the results.

Finally, there was a stir on the referee seat. The gray-robed elder stood up, looked around at the crowd, cleared his throat, and said, "I will now announce the top ten scores of this alchemy competition."

"Tenth place, Wu Yaxin, Mysterious-order Level Seven Superior Blood Qi Pill, twelve pieces, scored 7.3 points."

"Ninth place, Mu Feng, Mysterious-order Level Nine Superior Water Spirit Pill, twelve pieces, scored 8 points."

"Eighth place, Wang Qing, Mysterious-order Ninth Level Superior Water Spirit Pill..."

"..."

As the elder announced the results, the tension among the people below increased.

"Elder Yang, what place do you think Luo Shu will get?" Yi Xueying asked the Nascent Soul Elder beside her. Luo Shu was several hundred years younger than her, making it really difficult for her to call Luo Shu ’sister’."