"Ling Feng, young friend, are you sure you don't need to extend the time a bit more?"
Hong Haotian was taken aback, thinking that the assessment set by himself and the Elders seemed too difficult for a teenager in his teens.
Even if Ling Feng could really refine a few Seventh-rank Elixirs, he probably could only do a very limited one or two kinds; and with his qualifications, just seeing a few of the main alchemy materials and coming up with a complete Elixir Recipe was a formidable challenge...
In his gaze, a trace of sympathy emerged. After all, when he was Ling Feng's age, he was merely a Third-rank Alchemist.
"It seems that this kid has decided to just give up," whispered some voices from within the crowd. Not to mention Ling Feng, even some of the very experienced Alchemists present would not be able to figure out which Seventh-rank Elixir could be refined from those few ingredients without knowing the answers in advance.
