The Medicine Gate plaza was packed with people, except for the stone platform reserved for the competition. Internal competitions at the Medicine Gate were not an annual event, so even non-members came to watch.

Some came for the excitement, while others saw it as an opportunity to meet the new generation of outstanding pill refiners.

In one corner of the open space, Zhou Ting looked around. Not seeing any sign of Ghost Guest, he smiled brightly, his grin growing wider by the second.

"What are you so happy about?" asked a girl in a red dress beside him.

Before Zhou Ting could respond, a handsome young man next to him explained with a smile, "If that Ghost Guest misses the hour, Zhou Ting can take his place."

The girl in the red dress suddenly understood and teased, "Still not convinced, huh? I heard his alchemy skills are quite good, at least better than yours. Otherwise, why would Amanda choose him? Whether you participate or not, you don't really need the reward."

Zhou Ting spat angrily, "He's only at the second level of Qi Refinement and hasn't been cultivating for long. How good can his alchemy skills be? He only took my spot because he's a personal disciple. I'm not convinced!"

"Well, whether you're convinced or not, it has nothing to do with me," the girl in the red dress said, scanning the surroundings. "Strange, why isn't Amanda here either?"@@novelbin@@

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