Starts With Fusing Devil Crystal

Reg walked into the huge arena with a calm expression. He looked around at the pharmacists who were walking into the arena. Although he still did not know the specific arrangements for this competition, looking at the alchemists who were continuously walking into the arena... There were at least several thousand people, and it was likely that they would have to go through many rounds of elimination. Talent! In the end, they would be able to make a decision on the most powerful pharmacist.    

    

All the workstations were arranged according to the numbers. Therefore, Reg very easily found the workstation numbered 128. Reg took out his medicinal cauldron and placed it on the workstation.    

    

This medicinal cauldron was given to Reg by Mrs. Qiangwei back then. Its quality could not be considered too good. However, with Reg's current level, refining pills was already sufficient. Mrs. Qiangwei had once said that as long as Reg's strength broke through to the Level Five Medicine Master, then he would need to change the medicinal cauldron.    

    

A good medicinal cauldron could greatly increase the success rate of refining when used. Although this advantage also existed among low level alchemists refining pills, it was not very obvious.    

    

There was a small sealed package on top of each workbench. It should be the materials used for the first round of competition for all the competitors. It was just that he did not know what the topic of the first round of competition was.    

    

Although Reg's clothes were plain and did not have the slightest bit of excellence, his face carried a strange Azure Bamboo Mask. It made him look very dazzling in this large group of people. The pharmacists around him... All of them revealed curious expressions towards Reg, secretly guessing the background of this mysterious young man.    

    

Just as the numerous alchemists walked to their seats one by one, the surrounding audience in the audience stands had already let out a heaven-shaking noise.    

    

To the ordinary citizens, these pharmacists were all very proud existences. Normally, if anyone could get involved with an alchemist, it would be a great honor.    

    

The process of refining pills was naturally something that the ordinary citizens were even more unable to watch. The spectacular scene of thousands of alchemists refining medicine together was naturally even more impossible to see. Even though the competition had yet to begin, the entire fighting arena was already bustling with noise and excitement.    

    

At the very front of the huge seats on the east side, a man in his thirties stood at the best spot on the fighting arena with his hands behind his back. He sized up the fighting arena below with a pondering look in his eyes.    

    

Behind this man, there was an old man wearing grey clothes. He was standing quietly behind him with a calm expression, not affected by the lively atmosphere of the fighting field at all. He stood behind this man, even though he was clearly standing there. It was as if this man was not a real person with flesh and blood. It was as if the projection of the man with his hands behind his back was on the ground.    

    

Not far behind this man, there was a group of people secretly peeking at the back of the man standing at the front from time to time. Their eyes were filled with respect.    

    

The eyes of the man in his thirties suddenly fell on Reg, who was not far away from them. His eyes lit up. After sizing him up, he suddenly turned his head and said with a light smile, "De Yali, who are the people participating in the Medicine Master Competition this time? Well, I mean, outstanding... "    

    

A middle-aged man dressed meticulously walked up with quick steps. He stopped a few steps away from the man and respectfully replied, "Your Highness, based on the list of participants for this Medicine Master Competition, ignoring the second grade and below alchemists, there are a total of two hundred and thirty-five third grade alchemists participating in this competition. Including six Level 4 Alchemists..."    

    

Your Highness?    

    

This man in his thirties was actually the Eighth Prince who represented His Majesty to watch the competition this time, as Kamina had said!    

    

The middle-aged man with a respectful expression on his face was surprisingly Baron Hughes, who was in charge of managing the Sarva Battle Arena.    

    

A faint smile appeared on Eighth Prince's face. "Six Fourth Grade Alchemists? That's not bad. A Fourth Grade Alchemist below the age of 30. Yes, if they are further nurtured... Right, who is that masked young pharmacist?"    

    

Baron Hughes stuck his head out and followed Eighth Prince's gaze. Very quickly, he discovered Reg, who was quietly standing in his position. He turned around and said respectfully, "This person does not belong to Alchemist Association. His teacher is Mrs. Qiangwei. The Level Seven Medicine Master has a great reputation on the continent. It is said that his ability to concoct pills has surpassed Kamina's. He always wore a purple rose mask to show others. No one knows its true colors."    

    

Eighth Prince's eyes suddenly became interested. "So he's that Mrs. Qiangwei's student. No wonder he also wears a mask. It really is the same style as his teacher Mrs. Qiangwei."