The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

The look on everyone’s faces as they stared at Shen Yanxiao was one of fright.

One of them was the most influential herbalist in the Longxuan Empire, while the other one was an unknown first-year student at the Herbalist Division.

The status of those two people differed like heaven and earth, but a bottle of Pseudo-death Potion connected them.

Those teachers could not help but associate the Pseudo-death Potion with Ye Qing. However, they did not understand how a first-year student would know about Ye Qing’s latest invention.

Could it be…

A scary thought appeared in the teachers’ minds, and they stood frozen to the spot.

Shangguan Xiao’s complexion had also turned deathly white when he heard Pu Lisi’s words. Other people might not have made the connection between Shen Jue and Ye Qing, but he was there when Ye Qing took Shen Jue as his assistant that day. Ye Qing might have taught the kid that new Pseudo-death Potion.

Shangguan Xiao felt depressed. Even though he had Pu Lisi’s guidance, how was he comparable to Ye Qing?

Would that little kid really defeat him?

The atmosphere at the arena got exceptionally strange, but all the spectators paid close attention to the situation.

Everyone was stunned when Pu Lisi announced Shen Yanxiao’s victory.

What had happened?!

How could a first-year student’s potion be more potent than Shangguan Xiao’s Replenish Potion?

Furthermore, everyone went crazy when Pu Lisi mentioned Ye Qing!

A first-year student had unexpectedly concocted a potion that Ye Qing had invented. What was up with that?

Ye Qing! That was Ye Qing, for goodness sake!

He was the idol of all the herbalists within the Longxuan Empire, and no one could rival his existence!

“What is Shen Jue’s connection to Great Master Ye Qing?” Everyone was dumbstruck with the possibilities, and they could not even believe the information that they had heard.

“Am I dreaming? Please pinch me.” Some of the students even thought that they were in dreamland.

The low-profile first-year students were also stunned when they heard the news.

One of the first-year students gulped with much difficulty as he pulled on Lin Xuan’s clothes unconsciously and asked in a hoarse voice.

“Lin Xuan, what’s going on? Shen Jue… how did Shen Jue learn to make a potion that Great Master Ye Qing had just invented?”

Lin Xuan was also struck speechless by what had happened. He knew that his young roommate was extremely talented in herbalism, but he would never have expected Shen Yanxiao to be associated with Ye Qing.

“I… I don’t know…”

The differences between both of them were so far and wide that no one would ever associate them together.

Everyone from inside and outside the competition was in an uproar because of that little piece of news.

After the teachers had digested that information with great difficulty, they looked toward Pu Lisi.

Pu Lisi felt very complicated. He thought he was there to witness his disciple as he humiliated that brat, Shen Jue. How could he have expected for Shangguan Xiao to be shamed instead? Furthermore, he had been the one to announce Shen Yanxiao’s victory.

If he had known about that, he would have never attended the competition, even if he was beaten to death.

“Great Master Ye Qing had created the Pseudo-death Potion, and you’re lucky to have won the competition this time. I have something else to do, so I’ll take my leave now.” Since he was already there, Pu Lisi had no choice but to admit defeat. After he announced Shen Yanxiao’s victory, he left the arena without a single backward glance.