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Chapter 723: The Second Round, Match 1

Although Su Luo had an extra hundred days, for her, the time was still far from enough.

After all, these books stacked up were as tall as she was.

It wasn't like reading a novel where one could glance at ten lines at a time.

Every one of these books was like a heavenly tome to her, a little newbie who had just entered the world of the Alchemist.

But no matter what, what needed to be memorized had to be memorized, and what needed to be understood had to be understood.

Su Luo picked up a book and discovered it was "Analysis and Dispensing of One Hundred Herbs".

Inside, every herb was accompanied by a diagram, looking intuitive and clear, with a long paragraph of small print introduction next to it.

Since Su Luo had already entered the competition, she would absolutely not admit defeat easily.

Memorize it, then.

This thick book of over a hundred pages was still very difficult for a child like Su Luo, who had a poor foundation and relied solely on her memory.

Moreover, Su Luo didn't just need to browse or memorize; she also had to thoroughly master it.

In just this short ten-day period, she had to walk the path that took others ten years.

The hardship involved was simply unimaginable.

Even though Su Luo had a photographic memory in this lifetime and could memorize things firmly and quickly, she still had to stay up all night, forcing herself to memorize "Analysis and Dispensing of One Hundred Herbs" word for word.

The next day, Su Luo, sporting two dark circles under her eyes, began to painstakingly memorize the second book, "Introduction to the Intermediate Alchemist".

On the third day, a drowsy Su Luo began to sway her head as she memorized the third book, "Geographical Analysis of Rare Medicinal Materials".

The fourth day…

Although Su Luo was extremely exhausted, she memorized one book every day, without fail.

After dozens of days of memorization, Su Luo's brain had turned into a lump of paste… dizzy and confused, as if her head would explode at any moment.

By the time she memorized later books, Su Luo was even vomiting from the effort.

But she would vomit while continuing to memorize, stubbornly forcing herself to thoroughly understand each book.

As the pile of books at her feet grew, the books originally brought into the space became fewer and fewer.

Su Luo had always been memorizing one and discarding one… eventually, Su Luo was almost buried by the entire sea of books.

On the very last day, when Su Luo swayed and recited the final sentence, she collapsed in the space, exhausted, and fell directly into a deep sleep.

Tired, too tired.

One must know that these were not ordinary books; each one was as thick as a dictionary, densely packed with words… It was fortunate that after Su Luo activated her Spatial Power, her mental capacity had expanded; otherwise, she would absolutely not have been able to complete this task.

Everyone thought that Su Luo's theoretical level was still stuck at the Junior Alchemist stage; in fact, Su Luo's theoretical knowledge had already undergone a complete transformation.

Outside, only ten days had barely passed, but in the space, a hundred days had already passed for Su Luo.

During these hundred days, every day for Su Luo was nothing but memorization; she forced those one hundred books into her brain, stuffing it so full that it seemed as if one more word would make it overflow.

Now, if anyone dared to say the word "book" to her face, she would absolutely vomit blood all over them.

Because she was truly traumatized by memorizing… her entire brain had become mush, and her eyes were spinning like mosquito coils.

In the Golden Throne Hall, Great Master Rong Yun was dressed in elegant white robes, with a few light bamboo branches embroidered in silver thread on his robes. He was elegant and aloof, his pitch-black eyes glowing faintly like obsidian, looking down at the scene below with an unfathomable expression.

He sat high on the main seat. Although he did not speak or move, his entire body radiated an arrogant, peerless sharpness that made anyone who saw him feel unworthy.

The Yaochi Li Family and the others each stood in their respective positions.

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