The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

They had managed to filter the participants by ninety percent in just half an hour. Only ten students remained in the arena.

Those who managed to stay in the competition were discreetly happy with their progress. Most of them had the same level of skills, and the only thing that differed was their speed in the search process. Therefore, the first round not only required ability, but it also depended on one’s luck.

If they were unlucky and bumped into someone else with the same formula, then those two could only fight it out with each other.

As they recalled the tense atmosphere earlier on, the eight final participants turned to look at Shen Yanxiao, who was the first one to complete the task.

Shen Yanxiao had placed all of the medicinal ingredients in the basket and covered the lid. Therefore, no one else could see what she had taken.

“That kid is fast. I didn’t expect that he would be the first one to get a table.” Those students who managed to get through to the second round by fluke glared at Shen Yanxiao’s back and wondered how a first-year student got past the first round. It was almost unimaginable.

The eliminated second and third-year students were some of the best students in their levels.

“How many medicinal ingredients would a junior potion require?” Another student snorted in disdain.

“Do you think that he will make a junior potion?”

“What else do you expect? How long have the first-year students been with the division? Have they worked on any intermediate-level potions? Besides, look at how young he is. Even if he had studied herbalism before his enrollment here, do you think he could produce an intermediate-level potion at thirteen? Don’t kid me. An intermediate-level potion would require at least five years of experience. Are you telling me that the kid had started to learn herbalism when he was eight years old?”

“You’re right.”

Some of the participants discussed that amongst themselves, and they concluded that Shen Yanxiao was not a threat to them.

Even if she won the first round, the final product remained the key to the competition.

Only two participants passed the first round with the ingredients for a junior potion, while the rest of them had prepared for an intermediate-level potion.

Even a fool would know the difference between a junior and an intermediate-level potion.

The teacher did not waste time on nonsensical talk when he went to confirm their seats. He looked at the time before he began the countdown for the ten minutes that the participants would need to process the medicinal ingredients.

The participants only had ten minutes to process the ingredients, and those ten minutes were crucial for them. Half the success of the potion depended on those ten minutes.

At that moment, none of them had the time to even spare a single thought about another person.

All of them took their medicinal ingredients and began the steps to process them.

Shangguan Xiao was pretty busy with processing his ingredients, but he still found the time to glare at Shen Yanxiao’s petite back.

She might have cut a petite figure, but it still managed to hide her hand movements.

He wanted to guess the potion that Shen Yanxiao had chosen, but he had failed to do so.

It was not only Shangguan Xiao who had failed to do that as even the spectators could not see the medicinal ingredients that Shen Yanxiao had picked.

Coincidentally, there was a huge Herbalist Division’s flag at the front of the table that Shen Yanxiao had occupied. That flag was ten meters high and three meters wide, and so it had utterly hidden Shen Yanxiao from everyone’s line of sight.