As she was immersed, a clear voice suddenly rang in her ear.
'Those two have decent Alchemy, but their luck is average. In fact, it seems to be trending toward misfortune...'
'These three, on the other hand, have luck so strong it's practically bursting.'
The two short sentences were so abrupt that they startled Song Wanning.
In that single breath of time, a small hitch occurred in the fusion of the Elixir Liquid.
Song Wanning quickly stabilized her mind, cast all thoughts aside, and shut off the Three Lives Mirror.
She immediately began to salvage the compromised Elixir Liquid, feeling no panic in her heart.
But the people below the stage had seen it all clearly.
Wu Qingfeng's lips curled, and he almost laughed out loud.
'So what if she inherited an alchemy legacy?'
'She's still a good-for-nothing!'
'Let's see how she plans to compete with the two disciples from the Medicine King Sect now!'
