The Greatest Disciple of the Evil Sect
Chapter 218- Tier 1 Exam (2)

Chapter 218: Chapter 218- Tier 1 Exam (2)

’No matter what, I Song Zhen will become an alchemist this year no matter what’

Thinking so, he started sorting out the items. It was crucial when refining a pill, to know about the ingredients, the order in which needed to be calcinated, how long each ingredient needed to dissolve, the temperature, the control and so on so forth.

Song Zhen moved his hands and immediately, a flame attribute skill was manifested. The orange fire blazed with powerful heat indicating that it was at least a Top Teir Earth Grade skill.

That was not all, he also released his soul energy from his Soul Realm and carefully manipulated the flames.

In the process of Alchemy, it is paramount that one needs delicate and refined control. Cautiously, Song Zhen controlled the flames with his soul energy and started heating the cauldron.

Next, just as he practised before, he picked up the ingredient that needed to go first and threw it in.

As he waited for all the impurities from the ingredient to disappear, he looked at his peers. Almost all of them have started refining and the first ingredient that they chose was...

"Idiots, the first ingredient that you need to refine is not the ten year old ginseng but the Purple Veined Grass Stalk".

The Purple Vein Grass Stalk not only had a higher melting point, but it also took a lot of time to purify it. If one refined the ten year old ginseng first and the purple veined flower next then by the time they were done, the liquid from the ginseng would have already vaporised.

The correct order to refine the Profound Strengthening pill was, Purple Vein Grass, Spirit Mushroom and then the ten years old ginseng.

If one messed up the order, the cauldron would explode during the formation process and they would have to start from the beginning.

Song Zhen had practised refining the Profund Strengthening Pill so many times that he could see through the mistakes the others had committed.

However, despite practising so much, he still only had a measly ten per cent chance of success because each step of refining needed, delicate control, calculation, right timing, correct quantity and quality of the ingredients and various other elements that needed to match perfectly and only then the refined pill would form.

That said, even if he had ten per cent chance of success, it was enough for him to pass the exam this time.

Time passed by, the hall became the exemplification of silence as everyone focused their all on refining, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Soon, they arrived at the last process and that was formation. By now, everyone had refined all kinds of liquids inside their cauldron, those who couldn’t were starting over.

Anyways, the process would say how many of them had got the ingredients right and how many mistakes were made during the process. The silence that descended in the hall was about to be broken.

BOOOM... with no surprise at all, a cauldron exploded. Black smoke rose from its outlet and the refiner was thrown back. Their face and clothes dirtied by the explosion as if somebody had thrown ink on them.

The pill had been destroyed and the refinement process was a failure, the person had to start all over again.

One person’s cauldron exploded; however, nobody laughed as all of them were too busy controlling their own cauldrons.

After the first, there were many more booms. One cauldron after another exploded throwing back their refiner and staining them black. Half of the participants had already failed and had to start over again.

Those who were still enduring, their cauldron was trembling so much that it looked like it would explode any second.

BOOM... BOOOM... BOOM... a few breaths later the other cauldrons also exploded including Song Zhen’s.

"Dammit, where did I go wrong? I wanted to impress the administrators by refining the pill on my first try. Tch, I have to start over again" Fallen on his butt on the ground, he muttered to himself.

Over at the front of the hall, one of the elders had his eyes closed from start to finish while the one who explained the rules to everyone, looked at Song Zhen in dissapointement.

He was the uncle of Song Zhen, who leaked the pill recipe for the exam early to him, Song Ming. Seeing his nephew fail to refine a tier 1 pill after all that he did for him, he had the right to be disappointed. ’

This good for nothing... if not because his father is the patriarch of the Song clan and a tier 3 alchemist, the clan would have already thrown such a disgrace out’

Song Ming cursed inside his head. The Song clan was one of the prominent clans in the Yan city, only below the Yan clan.

In terms of strength, the strongest practitioner they had was only a Late Stage Soul Purification Realm whose strength was comparable to a Six or Seven star Battle Master.

In a city like Yan city, a strength like that is nowhere close enough to become one of the prominent clans. However, since the song clan possessed another identity, the influence they commanded was not any less than any of the top tier clans of the Yan city.

Another identity of the Song clan was the alchemist clan, for generations of their family have cultivated soul energy and have become renowned Alchemists whose names had once shocked the entire Yan province.

The current patriarch of the Song clan in particular was considered the greatest alchemist of their clan, being a tier 3 alchemist and one of the two branch elders only below the Branch master of the Alchemist Association of Yan City.

Song Ming snorted and shifted his gaze away from Song Zhen. He then looked at the elder with a head full of grey hair next to him and asked.

"Elder Du, who among the participants do you think will pass the exam this year?".