Chapter 89

"I just forgot something and came back to get it."

Li Ya's gaze fell on a notebook on the podium, then walked forward to take it away.

The thin, small apprentice noticed that Ya Lun had been maintaining a strange posture, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Ya Lun, what's wrong with you? Don't say anything extra to Lord Li Ya."

He pulled Ya Lun's arm hard, only to find that the other party was stiff all over and couldn't even speak.

"We... we're leaving first." The thin, small apprentice and another companion hurriedly supported Ya Lun and left the classroom quickly.

Luo En looked at their fleeing backs, feeling a bit envious of the absolute status of high-level apprentices—she didn't even need any words or actions, just her existence was enough to make these bullies flee at the sight of her.

Just after walking out of the crowded place, Ya Lun suddenly coughed violently, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out, and his whole body felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, his internal organs seemed to have shifted.

"Ya Lun!" The thin, small apprentice's face changed greatly, remembering Luo En's light finger just now, and couldn't help but shudder: "How could..."

"That kid is not..." Ya Lun squeezed out a few words intermittently, his face as pale as paper: "Don't touch him again..."

Several people looked at each other, cold sweat dripping down their backs.

If they really tricked this guy into the wilderness, it's hard to say who would be the prey by then.

………………

Li Ya picked up the notebook, turned and prepared to leave, suddenly as if remembering something, looked at Luo En:

"Apprentice Ra Er Fu, is it?"

Luo En was a bit surprised: "Lord Li Ya, do you also know Lord Huo Huo Erte?"

"He said you signed up for the potion master certification exam."

Li Ya's tone carried a trace of rare concern: "As someone who has been there, I want to remind you: don't aim too high."

Her expression became serious: "Potion-making is one of the subjects that values practical experience the most. Even if the talent is high, without enough accumulation, it is very difficult to pass the certification. I suggest you accumulate a few more years of experience before trying."

Luo En secretly thought that the speed of information dissemination within the school was truly amazing.

However, it might also be that Huo Huo Erte learned about his registration information in advance through some internal relationship.

"Thank you for your reminder, Lord Li Ya." Luo En responded politely: "I will consider it seriously."

"The school has special regulations for internal apprentices," Li Ya continued: "If you change your mind, you can quit at any time before entering the exam room, and the registration fee will be fully refunded."

Her tone was not forced, more like a reminder:

"Huo Huo Erte seems to have a lot of confidence in you, but I personally think that being eager for success is easy to fail. Alright, I have to go."

After saying this, she turned and left, her tall figure soon disappearing at the end of the corridor.

The few apprentices left behind showed strange expressions, clearly having heard about Luo En signing up for the potion master certification.

In the eyes of these apprentices, a professional potion master is an existence that is unreachable, and their comprehensive value and status even exceed many high-level apprentices.

A primary apprentice who had just advanced dared to challenge such a certification, which was simply whimsical.

However, this had nothing to do with them. Everyone was very busy, who cares whether you are really going to participate in any potion master qualification certification.

Leaving the classroom, Luo En recalled the knowledge and techniques he learned today.

Although the structure of paid courses is complex and the advanced conditions are harsh, they can indeed accelerate the learning process and have a significant help in strength improvement.

【Spell Construction (Introductory) Experience +2】

【Spiritual Interference (Introductory) Experience +2】

Both skills have been significantly improved, several times more efficient than his own hard training behind closed doors.

Although the closed self-study method is safe, the efficiency is far less than systematic guidance.

"Must seize this opportunity to accelerate progress." Luo En secretly thought in his heart: "Can't close the door and build a car anymore."

Moreover, I heard that many mentors' individual consultation opportunities are only provided to apprentices who have taken their advanced courses.

In order to get those paid consultation opportunities, he must finish all these courses.

Walking out of the teaching area, the night of the Black Fog Jungle had already shrouded the surroundings.

A faint beast howl came from afar, making people shudder.

Luo En quickened his pace and walked toward the dormitory area.

………………

On the day of the professional potion master exam, the first ray of dawn in the morning had just pierced through the canopy of the Black Fog Jungle, and Luo En had already gotten up and made preparations.

He checked his tools repeatedly, the silver wing separator was particularly important, as it could separate the purest medicinal essence in the shortest time during the refining process.

A sentence that Lady Ailan often reminded him of still echoed in his ears:

"Remember, the value of a potion master lies not only in how many formulas he knows, but also in how to make every drop of potion exert its maximum effect."

"Everything is ready, it's time to set off." Luo En organized his attire and the items he needed to carry, took a deep breath, and walked out of the dormitory.

Walking in the Black Fog Jungle in the morning light, his mood was slightly nervous but full of expectation.

The potion master certification exam held every six months was a rare opportunity for him.

If he missed this time, he would have to wait another six months, and his scheduled plan could not be delayed at all.

Arriving at the central hall, more than twenty people had already gathered in front of the steps, and there were basically no familiar faces to Luo En.

Some of the people wore worn-out robes, carrying the dusty atmosphere of travel;

Some were dressed elegantly, but their eyes were exhausted, as if they had come from a long distance;

Some were even wrapped tightly like a mummy, and alien limbs could be vaguely seen under the robes...

"The potion master certification exam is indeed quite special." Luo En thought: "Even those wandering apprentices and aliens outside the Black Fog Jungle have been attracted."

"Next, please hurry!" On the duty platform, a middle-aged female apprentice who seemed a bit annoyed called out loudly.

When it was Luo En's turn, he stepped forward to submit the application form and the registration fee of fifteen magic stone fragments. It is said that people outside the school who want to participate in the potion master certification must pay double the fee.

The duty staff—a female apprentice nearly forty years old, glanced at the form after taking it, and an obvious surprise immediately appeared on her face.

"Luo En Ra Er Fu? Just became a primary apprentice?"

She raised her head and looked Luo En up and down carefully, with a trace of scrutiny in her eyes: "Little guy, are you sure you want to participate in the potion master certification exam?"

Luo En nodded, his expression calm: "Yes, I am ready."

The duty staff snorted lightly and placed his application form aside casually:

"Young man, do you know how low the pass rate of this exam is? Even those old apprentices who have studied potions for decades can barely pass most of the time."

She lowered her voice, her tone becoming almost pitying, and prepared to hand back the bag of magic stone fragments in her hand:

"I'll give you a piece of advice—it's not too late to quit now. If you voluntarily give up, I can use the authority of the duty officer to refund your registration fee in full. This is a special preference that only internal apprentices of our school have."

Luo En smiled slightly, knowing that the other party was out of kindness, and politely repeated his request again: "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I hope to continue to participate in the exam."

"Young people... just don't listen to advice. You'll be honest when you suffer more losses."

Seeing that he insisted on doing so, the duty staff could only shrug her shoulders, took the form that had been placed aside, and stamped it with an effective magic seal: "Don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes."

After saying goodbye to the duty staff, he received the exam identification and was introduced to the waiting area by the light element guide deliberately arranged in the air.

More than a dozen participants were already sitting here, each with varying degrees of nervousness and anxiety on their faces.

Luo En scanned the circle and found that most of the candidates looked much older than him:

An old man with white hair was concentrating on flipping through a potion notebook, his fingers turning dark yellow due to long-term contact with reagents;

An elderly lizardman with two short horns on his head sat in the corner, his eyes full of exhaustion and expectation;

There were also several middle-aged people who looked in their thirties or forties, whispering to each other, occasionally casting curious glances at Luo En.

Although several people noticed this young candidate, surprise and doubt flashed in their eyes.

But most of them quickly withdrew their gazes and focused on their own preparations.

At this critical moment, wasting energy to be jealous or question others is stupid.

Most of them had experienced too many failures and had long learned to focus all their attention on the exam itself.

Only a short, fat middle-aged man couldn't help whispering to his companion:

"These young people always think that potion-making is something that can be mastered by talent."

"Why bother?" His companion responded calmly, even somewhat numbly:

"I have participated in the exam five times in thirty years, and every time I see some confident young faces, but what's the result?"

The two smiled bitterly at each other and said no more.

These conversations were soon drowned in the tense atmosphere of the exam room, and Luo En only focused on his final preparations and did not hear these idle gossip.

"Candidates, please pay attention!" A school duty officer in a standard gray robe walked in: "The exam is about to begin, please follow me to the exam hall."

The exam hall was a spacious circular room with dozens of night-luminous stones embedded in the walls, providing bright and stable light.

In the center of the room was a semicircular long table, behind which sat three examiners.

(End of chapter)