An incense stick to burn.
What can you even do with that?
Everyone had heard about Chang'sheng's speed at alchemy.
But, with just enough time for an incense stick to burn, all you could manage would be a Mystic-Tier pill, right?
If it's just a Mystic-Tier pill, there's no way he's cracking the top three.
In the audience stands—
"Oh? That's the famous Chang'sheng?"
"Too bad there's just not enough time left."
"Still, it doesn't change anything. To create your own pill formulas, to improve on existing ones—any alchemist who does that isn't simple."
"We should definitely try to recruit him when it's over."
"But this kid even dares to skip the Pill Conference sometimes. Bet he's got a bit of an ego?"
"What alchemist doesn't? As long as the reward is good enough, he'll join us sooner or later."
If you get rejected,
it just means your offer isn't high enough—
That's all there is to it!
