Chapter 1724 An Expected Victory

Grace is angry!

Grice found the Elf King.

"What's wrong?" The Elf King on the throne was no longer calm as he saw Grice storming in, exuding a fierce aura.

Could it be that they're going to fight him to the death?

Did he offend him?

"What's wrong? You still have the nerve to ask what's wrong? If you hadn't insisted on sealing off the Elf Realm and cutting off all contact with the outside world, my master wouldn't have resorted to such a desperate measure as proposing a contest!"

"Is there any need to continue this competition? Isn't the result obvious? Combining the alchemy techniques of both races will achieve better results. Isn't my master a perfect example?"

"..." The Elf King didn't know why Glaes had come over to tell him all this. He smirked and asked, "What do you want to say?"

“Cancel the competition and accept my master’s proposal,” Grace said.

"Impossible," the Elf King scoffed.

"Do you know that because of you, my master has turned me away!" Glasley felt devastated just thinking about it.

"If it weren't for this ridiculous competition, I could be watching my master refine medicine right now!"

"You're not an alchemist, so you have no idea how powerful an alchemist is who can concoct perfect divine pills at will!"

"You can watch it after the competition is over, right?" the Elf King said calmly.

As if it was just a trivial matter.

It's just another twenty-odd days, isn't it?

For cultivators, twenty-odd days pass in the blink of an eye.

Grice simply couldn't communicate with the Elf King: "I want to see it now!"

“This is utter nonsense,” the Elf King concluded.

"you……"

Who is actually being unreasonable and making trouble?

Grice knew, but Grice didn't say it.

“I’ll remember you.” Grice was truly at his wit’s end with the Elf King. After so many years of friendship, he knew the Elf King all too well—stubborn and obstinate.

Once a decision is made, not even a thousand oxen could pull it back.

He had no intention of changing the Elf King's decision.

The reason I came here was simply to vent my anger.

Now that I've vented my anger enough, I'm leaving.

Grace gave a haughty snort and turned to leave.

The Elf King watched him leave, bewildered, and muttered under his breath, "Foolish Lucky Guy."

Twenty-odd days passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Hua Ling practically lived in Ruan Yu's room.

Every day, all I did was concoct medicine; I was practically intoxicated by the aroma of herbs.

Although it was tiring, all the effort was worthwhile. Hua Ling could clearly feel the changes in herself, improving every day.

On the day of the competition.

All the elves gathered in one place.

Everyone is eagerly anticipating this epic competition that will change the world of elves.

"The contest begins!" The Elf King briefly explained the rules before stepping down from the stage.

Hua Ling had been following Ruan Yu in alchemy for many days, and her every move had acquired Ruan Yu's elegance. She calmly selected the medicinal herbs and walked to her alchemy furnace.

She is not Ruan Yu, and cannot be as capable of multitasking as Ruan Yu.

But she can unfold it step by step.

Hua Ling first channeled her Wood God power to quickly extract the essence of the medicinal herb. After the herb was completely purified, flames erupted from her other hand.

She threw the flames under the alchemy furnace.

"Whoosh!" The fire was raging.

Many elves were stunned: "Using such a large fire right from the start, with such a small amount of liquid, aren't you afraid of drying out the liquid?"

"Even if it's not dried, with such a small amount of medicinal liquid, the number of pills that can be refined will definitely be extremely small."

"I feel there's no need to compete anymore; the outcome is already decided."

The more the audience said this, the more confident Hua Ling became.

Because she knew that the results of her hard work day and night were definitely not like that!

This was taught to her by her master, how could it be wrong?

Hua Ling's aura changed completely; when she raised her hand to control the fire, a faint trace of elixir energy surrounded her.

This trace of cinnabar essence slapped the faces of the elves who had previously voiced their doubts.

This also affected Grace to some extent.

Grice threw the elixir in the wrong order.

Surprisingly, instead of destroying the pill, he accidentally triggered an even stronger medicinal effect.

In other words, if a batch of pills could originally only produce ten pills, then if there are no problems, it will be able to produce thirteen pills!

Grace couldn't help but laugh.

It seems he might not lose!

Both Hua Ling and Grace used their full strength.

Under the watchful eyes of the world, the elixir was successfully made!

Hua Ling's furnace produced ten pills: three perfect quality pills, four high-grade pills, two mid-grade pills, and one low-grade pill.

This is her best result in nearly a month! It can be described as an exceptional performance!

Grice produced thirteen pills in one batch: one perfect quality, eight superior quality, and four medium quality, demonstrating consistent performance.

The answer is undoubtedly Hua Lingsheng.

Although Grice won in terms of quantity and the quality of the pills he refined was quite good, unfortunately he only had one perfect quality pill.

A single pill of perfect quality is comparable to hundreds of high-grade pills.

"I won! I really won!" When the Elf King announced the result, Hua Ling first covered her mouth in surprise. After a while, she excitedly ran off the stage, knelt down in front of Ruan Yu, and kowtowed heavily.

"Without Master's patient guidance, there would be no Hua Ling today!"

The elves stared in astonishment at this scene.

"Hua Ling's amazing alchemy skills were actually taught by this human?"

"Are human alchemy skills this advanced?"

"It's making me want to become an apprentice myself."

"You're kidding me. With your talent, they wouldn't want to take you on!"

Grice ran over with snot and tears streaming down his face. "Master, the competition is over. Can you teach me now?" He didn't care about his image in front of his tribesmen anymore.

What does it look like? Is it edible?

All he knew was that if he didn't improve, he would fall far behind Hua Ling!

"How could Master Grace..."

"When did he become this human's disciple?"

"Oh no, my worldview has collapsed! The usually stern and unsmiling Master Grice is actually crying and acting cute in front of a human girl."

Many of the elves who revered Grice had already fainted.

"Okay, but you have to shut up first." Ruan Yu sighed.

It wasn't that she was biased, but Grace was really noisy.

When she starts howling, her hoarse voice is a disaster!

Ruan Yu looked up at the stage, and her eyes met those of the Elf King. The next second, his voice, imbued with divine power, resounded throughout the entire Elf Realm.

"From this day forward, the Elven Realm will no longer obstruct negotiations with other races!"

After he finished speaking, he paused and added, "But for now, this only applies to humans."

He did not want to relive the nightmare of more than a thousand years ago.

This was the biggest concession he could make.

"Yay! So, we can go to the human realm?" The audience cheered.

Some were happy, some were worried: "But will the humans accept us? Will they kill us all like those other foreign tribes did before?"