While Zhou Ling was sizing up Chu Qingyun, he also looked over at her.
Zhou Ling wasn't tall; she had a petite and delicate figure. Her facial features were extremely refined, and her large eyes, in particular, radiated a lively spirit.
Averting his gaze, Chu Qingyun turned his attention to the items before him.
At each station, there was a sealed Scroll and a brocade box bound by a sealing strip. There was nothing else.
The conference hadn't prepared Pill Cauldrons for the contestants, which meant Chu Qingyun and the others would have to use their own.
This was reasonable.
A Pill Cauldron was like an Alchemist's weapon. Only by using the cauldron they were most familiar with, the one they had used the longest, could they fully exert their abilities.
Besides, every Alchemist had a different height, build, and set of habits, so the Pill Cauldrons they used were bound to be different as well.
