Seeing Zhao Letian's sudden acceleration in his alchemy speed, the powerful figures on the main stage all had their eyes light up, revealing expressions of shock.

"Such skilled technique, this young man's alchemy skill is probably even higher than we anticipated."

"The method he is using seems to be ancient alchemy, which is even more sophisticated and profound than the mainstream alchemy techniques of today."

The crowd watched Zhao Letian, unable to help themselves from exclaiming in admiration.

Only Yu Qin frowned at this.

The better Zhao Letian performed, the greater the threat to his son, Yu Kun.

"Apart from Zhao Zilong, Lv Yang and the others are also performing well. It's still hard to say who will take the victory in the end."

"That's right, this time, it's about the grade of the elixir, not the speed of crafting. Fast speed doesn't necessarily mean it's a good thing."

Someone voiced a different opinion.

Hearing this, Yu Qin finally relaxed in his heart.

Indeed, in the final round, it all comes down to who has higher alchemy skill. The speed of making elixirs doesn't have any effect on the outcome, as long as it's completed within the three-hour time limit.

"Hmph, idiots, in this round, everyone is aiming to craft higher quality elixirs and are thus being cautious and deliberate, intentionally slowing down their pace. And yet you are rushing to speed up, which is nothing but showing off, simply courting death."

Upon seeing Zhao Letian's progress, Yu Kun scoffed in disdain.

Zhao Letian, unfazed by everyone's reaction, focused entirely on the pill furnace in front of him, carefully controlling the size of the flame.

He was well aware that slow and steady would more likely produce a high-quality elixir, but the elixir he was crafting was extraordinary. It required a long time, and three hours were barely sufficient; thus, he had no choice but to speed up as much as possible.

Time quietly passed by.

Soon, two hours had already flown past.

"It's done!"

At that moment, one person's eyes suddenly revealed a joyous expression, and then a Second Grade Elixir flew out from the pill furnace in front of him.

"Second Grade, first-tier, one pill pattern, not bad!"

"What a pity, the grade is too low, there's no way it could win the championship."

The crowd immediately discerned the grade of the elixir and began discussing it.

With this grade of elixir, Zhao Letian had already crafted one in the second round, so it was quite clear that this person stood no chance of becoming the champion.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!..."

Following this individual's success, several more people successively managed to craft elixirs.

However, the highest grade of the elixirs they crafted was only a Second Grade, second-tier, with two pill patterns at best, which was still far from everyone's expectations.

Soon, the only people left in the square were Zhao Letian, Yu Kun, Lv Yang, Ge Jun, and the black-robed man from the Sect Martial Realm.

"Buzz!"

After a brief moment, a clear and melodious vibration suddenly sounded in the arena, followed immediately by a rich fragrance of the elixir, which quickly diffused through the air.

"Such a rich fragrance, this must be a Second Grade, third-tier elixir!"

Everyone was slightly shocked, their eyes immediately drawn to the source.

This was the first appearance of a Second Grade, third-tier elixir in this competition, a very likely contender for the final championship, deserving of significant attention.

At the end of everyone's gaze, it was none other than Yu Kun, in his hand a black elixir emanating a strong aura.

"Haha, Second Grade, third-tier, with two pill patterns, this championship is absolutely mine!"

Yu Kun held up the elixir in his hand, showing it off to the crowd while laughing triumphantly.

He had noticed that the elixirs crafted by those before him were all inferior to his, hence he was confident in securing the ultimate championship.

"Not bad, at such a young age, to have such accomplishment, his alchemy talent is truly extraordinary."

"Hmm, although there are only two Pill Patterns, it's still quite impressive. There's a chance to compete for the final championship."

The strong ones on the chairman's stage revealed a look of appreciation in their eyes as they discussed among themselves.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qin felt greatly gratified, showing a satisfied smile on his face.

At the same time, Lv Yang and Ge Jun, who were still in the midst of Alchemy, suddenly furrowed their brows.

They realized that they might have underestimated Yu Kun's Alchemy Skill, and the grade of this elixir was enough to pose a threat to both of them.

As for Zhao Letian and that black-robed Sect Martial Realm powerhouse, they were not disturbed by the outside world at all, still focusing on Alchemy.

"Boom!"

Moments later, another powerful elixir aura suddenly soared into the sky, just as strong as that of Yu Kun's elixir.

Everyone immediately turned their attention, only to see that this time, it was Lv Yang who had produced the elixir.

"Second Grade, three tiers, two Pill Patterns? These two are actually the same."

"No, the aura of Lv Yang's elixir seems to be slightly stronger."

The crowd looked at the elixir in Lv Yang's hands and discussed among themselves.

"Damn it!"

Yu Kun naturally saw the elixir that Lv Yang had produced and immediately frowned, his complexion turning gloomy.

On the surface, the grade of the elixir produced by both was the same, but in reality, in terms of aura, his elixir was slightly inferior.

That is to say, he, Yu Kun, had already lost to Lv Yang and was out of the competition for the final championship.

Seeing this scene, Yu Qin on the chairman's stage had an even more ashen complexion, looking very unpleasant.

In this way, his son Yu Kun would not be able to become the heir of the Elixir King, and he would no longer be able to deal with Zhao Letian openly and aboveboard.

"Hmph, as long as the final champion is not him, or he cannot become the heir of the Elixir King, my Yu Family will still not let him go."

Yu Qin thought bitterly to himself.

The grudge of his son Yu Ze, whose cultivation was wasted by Zhao Letian, must be avenged by the Yu Family, they couldn't just let it go easily.

At the same time, Lv Yang did not seem to be satisfied with the elixir he had produced.

Although he had won against Yu Kun by a slight margin, it was probably not enough to secure the final championship.

Because he had long known that Ge Jun's strength in rankings was far inferior to his, but his Alchemy Skill was not the least bit inferior, and it was very possible he could produce a better elixir.

Moreover, Zhao Letian and that black-robed Sect Martial Realm individual also seemed to be more formidable than he had anticipated, and they might also pose a threat to him.

"Boom!"

At that moment, another strong elixir aura burst forth.

Everyone immediately turned to look, and this time, it was Ge Jun who had successfully produced an elixir.

"Second Grade, three tiers, three Pill Patterns!"

Seeing the elixir in Ge Jun's hands, everyone was visibly moved.

With that additional Pill Pattern, Ge Jun could overwhelm both Lv Yang and Yu Kun.

"This championship is mine!"

The usually reticent Ge Jun, looking around at everyone, proudly laughed out loud, finally showing his arrogant side.

Alchemy had always been his proudest skill, and he believed there was no one among his peers who could rival him.

In his eyes, after defeating Yu Kun and Lv Yang, he was essentially locking down the final victory.

As for Zhao Letian and that black-robed Sect Martial Realm powerhouse, he didn't take them seriously at all.