During the medicine identification stage, reaching the sixth question, many competing Pill Masters began to show signs of anxiety.
Racking their brains, they dared not confirm what this sixth elixir was, let alone write down the types of materials needed for its refinement.
Scratching their heads in frustration, once the time for this session ended, they could only watch helplessly as the answer sheets in front of them were collected. A few people, seeing that time was up, randomly wrote down a name. Many remembered several types of elixirs similar to this sixth one, and a random guess might just hit the mark.
If a blind cat ran into a dead mouse and got it right, they could still score some points.
Next, the white-robed elder brought out the seventh type of elixir, a crimson pill that emanated energy fluctuations from afar. This elixir was also a fifth-level elixir.
"I wonder how Jing Yan is doing in the second round!" Chang Huan had been paying attention to Jing Yan.