Everyone could tell that Sima You Yue had refined an eighth ranked pill. However, not a single one thought that she would win.
The smell became denser, telling everyone clearly that she had succeeded in her refinement.
"Why is it not over yet?" Song Ming Zhu asked.
Shen Ye Xuan had already succeeded in her refinement by this time. However, she was still going on. She hadn't extinguished her flames yet.
"Could it be that he is trying to refine an eighth ranked pill that is even higher in rank?"
"That shouldn't be." Song Ye Xuan said, "It's already heaven-defying for him to be an eighth ranked alchemist. He can't be ranked even higher than me."
"Then why is he still refining?"
"He should be finishing soon."
"Guys, look!" Mo Yu saw the changes in the sky above and cried out.
Everyone raised their heads and saw dark clouds starting to gather in the skies above.