Seeing him leave with his sleeves swung, Fengjiu laughed softly and followed him briskly. Before she got close, she was stopped by President Ke who was coming towards her.
"Brother Ghost Doctor, the competition is about to begin. Come over here quickly and we will tell you about the other party's situation." He gestured and asked him to go to the side where several other pharmacists in the black market were.
Seeing this, Fengjiu put away her joking attitude and followed President Ke to the pharmacists. She listened to them pointing at some people not far away and introducing their pharmacist levels and what they were good at.
About half an hour later, with everyone's preparations and the announcement of the eight judges from the Pharmacist Guild, the Spiritual Medicine Competition officially began.
The first round is an elimination round. Pharmacists are not required to compete. What is competed is only the grade and category of the medicines presented by the pharmacists. After each type of medicine is tested and evaluated by eight people, they are given a qualified or unqualified evaluation, and then eliminated.
"Chengxing Pharmacy, pain-relieving powder, too common, unqualified!"
"The gasification liquid from the Ruan family in the south of the city was not mixed evenly and the taste was too strong. It was not up to standard."
"The San Yao Guild, the hemostatic medicine, the effect is slow and poor, it is unqualified."
Hearing the eight pharmacists from the Pharmacist Guild saying that their medicines were unqualified, the people below became more and more nervous. In fact, the things they could use for competition were naturally things they thought were good enough. However, when they were put in the hands of the pharmacists from the regular Pharmacist Guild, they were picky and felt that everything was unqualified. The strictness made them very nervous, fearing that their own medicines would not be qualified.
After this, only thirty out of the hundreds of pharmacists who came from all over the place could enter the second level. Those who passed were all from some of the more prestigious forces and families in various places. Among them was a pharmacy instructor from Nebula Academy.
"Brother Ghost Doctor, as far as your potions are concerned, the only ones who can really compete with you are the Nebula Academy's potion instructor and the old man from the Herbal Medicine Guild."
He gestured and continued, "The pharmacy instructors of Xingyun Academy did not participate in the Spiritual Medicine Competition in previous years. I don't know why they came this year. As for the old man from the Medicine Guild, he has won first place for three consecutive years. He is the dedicated pharmacist of the Medicine Guild and a seventh-level pharmacist."
"What about the pharmacist from Nebula Academy? What level is he?" Her eyes flickered as an idea formed in her mind.
It is said that it is difficult to get into Nebula Academy. However, if she goes in as a pharmacist and becomes a tutor, wouldn't she be able to read the entire Nebula library more freely
"The pharmacist badge on his chest shows that he is a third-level great pharmacist, and his potion making ability is even better than that of the old man." At this point, President Ke couldn't help but sigh, and already felt that it was impossible to win this year.
It would be okay if it was only the seventh-rank pharmacist, but unfortunately, even the pharmacist from Nebula Academy has come this year, which blocks the way forward. It seems that his tenure as president has come to an end.
“Just do your best, little Ghost Doctor. It’s not shameful to lose against a Level 3 Great Pharmacist from the Nebula Academy.”
Feng Jiu's lips curled up slightly after hearing this, revealing a faint smile: "We haven't even started the competition yet! How do you know you've lost?"
"Next, we will proceed to the second round of assessment. The thirty selected pharmacists please come to the stage!"