728 Sect Competition - End

As for Draco, he had moved over to the side for the Pill Makers with the Pill Elder for the Dragon and Phoenix Palace. It was a weathered old man who wore elegant robes and held himself primly.   

His gaze towards the lads who arranged themselves here was full of indifference and even a bit of disdain, which amused Draco to no end. Still, he was a Grade 10 Alchemist/Pill Maker, so he deserved to be arrogant when these lads were likely not even Grade 3 at best.   

It was like asking a Nobel Prize winner to come and invigilate Grade 6 kids during their exam. Putting aside how you even got them to agree, they would feel chagrined and insulted.   

"Good, all of you are here. It seems that 45 of you believe you have at least Grade 1 certification in Alchemy. Even if you don't, and you pass the exam, I will give one to you. As an Elder of the Alchemy Association and a Grade 10 Pill Maker, I have this little bit of power." The fellow announced coldly.