The Final Pill, Part II

Although she appeared calm on the outside, Wu Jian knew how much pressure Zhou Lihua must have been feeling. Even though she had already checked, double checked, and triple checked her ingredients the night before, she was checking them again. That was a clear sign of nerves.

But he had faith in her.

He had faith that she would come out on top.

“I am most surprised to see an alchemist aside from my apprentice and that witch’s apprentice taking such a high spot in this competition. She is a credit to her master,” a voice said behind them.

“Master Yun Che, you honor me.” Master Wong Jiu bowed to this old man who stood so far above him in the alchemy world. “My apprentice she might be, but I am sadly ill-suited to teaching Zhou Lihua. She is far more talented than myself. It will not be long before I have nothing left to teach her.”