"Is one person hosting the assessment?"
Looking at the orderly crowd surging in, Ye Mo couldn't help but feel puzzled.
"This kind of assessment is actually quite simple. The proctor will randomly point to a herb on the table, and as long as you can identify it, you can successfully register."
Yang Rong explained.
This is essentially a quick pass. If an alchemist can't even recognize herbs, they are basically deemed unqualified.
Ye Mo glanced at the large herb table, where there were roughly over a hundred kinds of herbs, all of which were used to refine eighth and ninth-grade elixirs.
"Silver Frost Grass, Soul Spirit Grass!"
When Ye Mo saw these two herbs on the table, he immediately became excited, eager to rush up and seize them.
However, Ye Mo calmed himself down. If he were to snatch the herbs now, he might be instantly killed by Dan Dongfeng.
