The Heavenly Dao System-Chapter 114: Fushang Alchemy Competition

"Bootlick him?" Song Jing muttered the words and felt as if she had just swallowed a mouthful of maggots.

Ever since she had attained her fame and reputation in the alchemy field, nobody dared to be rude to her.

In fact, even those relatives who used to look down on her or attempted to force her to marry someone else to boost the Song Clan all knelt down and pleaded for mercy.

They made sure to bang their heads heavily till they bled to satisfy her mood.

From that moment on, Song Jing had always been the target of being bootlicked by others.

When had she ever needed to bootlick anyone else?

"You can’t be serious right, Little Loi?" Song Jing twitched her mouth and asked. She even referred to Lin Loi by her name and not her title because she was too taken aback.

"Sister Jing, I’m not lying." Being called Little Loi, she didn’t find anything amiss and instead emphasized her seriousness.

Because Song Jing was a senior to her and also someone who gave her many pills to improve, Lin Loi really didn’t want to see her getting into Ye Ming’s bad side.

However, it was a given that Song Jing was skeptical and refused to believe a youngster could be that threatening.

To be honest, Lin Loi would also behave like Song Jing if she hadn’t witnessed that impossible scene.

The demonic transformation of Deng Cong was still vividly displayed in her mind. That horrifying pressure and power were not something her Masters could even restrain.

Yet such an entity was treated like an ant in front of Ye Ming and resolved in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Jing, you only have to trust me on this one. Try your best to bootlick Senior Dao, but if you really can’t, just don’t offend him." Lin Loi said sincerely.

Song Jing was about to say something in response, but Lin Loi had already stood up from her chair.

She proceeded to step forward and glanced at the crowd.

Her appearance also caught the attention of many in the stadium, who cheered loudly in response.

"Ah, it’s City Lord Lin Loi!"

"Finally, we get to see her appearance."

"The rumors really didn’t do her justice. My heart nearly shattered from her beauty!"

As the crowd started to stare at Lin Loi in a daze, many soon became a fan of her and started whistling loudly.

To those unaware, these types of people were collectively called simp—as in people destined to never have a girlfriend and only fantasize about their beloved idol.

If anyone was offended by such clarification, then sorry, you might be a simp as well. And that is fine... Anyway, Lin Loi was speechless for a moment by the fervor in the crowd.

’Hah, these kinds of receptions were usually reserved for Junior Sister.’ Lin Loi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Back then, when she stood side by side with Tian Suyin, she would always be overshadowed.

Yet now that Tian Suyin wasn’t here, these people started to take notice of her.

How ironic and comical was that!

"Ahem, I’m glad that the enthusiasm from the crowd had exploded in such a manner. But I hope that everyone remains silent as the contestants needed to know what their first round would be." She declared loudly.

In the blink of an eye, the crowd went silent whereas the contestants on the stage all held their breath.

Although most of them were highly talented and valued in many places, in this particular stadium, none of them dared to hold any arrogance.

Besides the fact that Lin Loi’s status was superior, there were also numerous 8th-rank alchemists supervising the competition.

These two factors alone were enough to destroy any sort of arrogance in their heart.

Lin Loi calmly inspected the contestants which numbered a total of 367 alchemists ranging from 5th rank to 7th rank.

Naturally, most of the 7th-rank alchemists were close to advancing to 8th rank but were just lacking that tiny bit of improvement. Hence, they joined the competition in hopes of winning to advance to the 8th rank.

A few seconds later, Lin Loi received a message from the jade token that the room was done.

"Alright, I won’t keep anyone in suspense anymore. The Fushang Alchemy Competition shall commence now."

As soon as it was announced, on the stage, there was a teleportation formation activating.

"Fellow contestants, please step into the formation. From there, you will be transported to a heated room. The first round is to endure the heat for a minimum of 30 minutes."

Shortly after Lin Loi finished explaining the rules, the spectators and contestants were dumbfounded by the first round.

This was especially true for Song Jing, who nearly slipped from her chair.

What kind of first round was that?

Endure a heated room?

Was this some kind of joke?

As alchemists, what kind of heat had they not been exposed to?

Not to mention 30 minutes, even if they were to stay in a heated room for over a month, they would still be fine.

Additionally, even cultivators who didn’t have any alchemy experience could endure such heat with their cultivation base or technique alone.

’Damn it, this is definitely that youngster’s doing.’ Song Jing pursed her lips and was frustrated by the situation.

Initially, her design of the first round was to have the contestants concoct a 5th-rank pill to determine their qualification.

After all, even if one was a high-ranked alchemist, a moment of carelessness could still render them failing to concoct a low-ranked pill.

Unfortunately, no matter if it was her concerns or the contestants’ concerns, Lin Loi’s words were final. Those who disagreed or had any complaints were free to leave.

As a city lord, it would be comical if she were to retract her decision just because of some complaints.

’Senior Dao could produce such a flame and look down at the 8th-rank alchemists. He’s definitely confident.’ Lin Loi didn’t think Ye Ming was boasting or anything. She had witnessed his capability personally.