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Beiting Huang was not in a hurry to light a fire. Other than Jia Rui, everyone else who could participate in the alchemist qualification competition at this time today was obviously like her. They wanted an admission ticket for tomorrow’s Alchemy Conference. These people were all standing on the first level without exception. Other than insurance, there was another more important reason. They did not want to expose their strength.

However, Beiting Huang could still see some clues from the flames.

None of these people’s flames were ordinary flames. Most of them had Spirit Fire. Some of them even had Earth Fire, which was above Spirit Fire. Among them, Jia Rui used an orange-colored Earth Fire. It seemed that this fellow should have some skills to be able to become the student of the president of the Alchemist Union. Moreover, since she had Earth Fire, at the very least, she had a fire-elemental holy beast.

Seeing Beiting Huang staring at the fire in her hand, Jia Rui smiled smugly at her and stuck her hand on the cauldron. With a whoosh, the orange-red fire burned even more fiercely in the cauldron. “Some people are simply ignorant. Do you know what kind of fire this is? Hehehe, don’t tell me you still want the union to help you carry firewood.”

With that, Jia Rui pointed at the woodshed near the stage and “kindly” told Beiting Huang that there was firewood there.

If one had neither Spirit Fire or Earth Fire, other than borrowing other people’s flames to help refine pills like Ai Lan, one could only use firewood. This was ordinary fire, but an ordinary fire alchemist could only work hard in refining potions. It was impossible to use ordinary fire to condense pills. As for potions, without the refinement when the pills were formed, its medicinal properties and purity were far inferior to the pills.

In the history of the Central Continent, it was not that there were no high-grade potion alchemists, but they were not as famous as pill alchemists. This was also the reason.

Seeing Jia Rui’s provocation, Beiting Huang slowly shook her head. Beiting Huang didn’t know what to say to such a person who didn’t even know that she was about to die.

However, at this moment, she stood on the stage and did not move. No one knew what she wanted to do, and they all broke out in cold sweat for her. Even Mo Li was very worried for her. He felt that she was young and probably really did not know anything. Perhaps she had come from some big family to train and did not know much about the world. They were just playing around.

“If you really don’t have any flames, get them to help you carry firewood. As long as you refine a first-grade potion, you will still be qualified to participate in tomorrow’s Alchemy Conference.” Mo Li couldn’t help but explain to Beiting Huang and glared fiercely at Cao Tai, who wanted to object.

Cao Tai was so angry that he clenched his fists. He was filled with hatred in his heart. “Mo Li, this bastard. Does he think the Alchemist Union is his just because his father is obedient to him? Hmph, a first-grade alchemist wants to participate in the Alchemy Conference tomorrow. I want to see how she can refine pills.”

Hearing Mo Li’s shout, everyone inside and outside the stage was stunned. Since Mo Li had a good relationship with this young person, he should know her very well. Could it be that she really didn’t have a fire? Could a person who didn’t even have a fire be considered an alchemist?

Did she still want to refine a fifth-grade medicinal pill? Was he crazy?