The Rise of a Master It Starts With Rejection novel Chapter 911

Not far from the courtyard, Mira smiled softly as she pulled out her phone.

"Is the result out?"

"Yes, Mr. Hoffman. Felix succeeded."

"Wait. What?" Gerald was quite shocked.

"That's impossible! His pill-forming rate is far too low. It's only been 11 or 12 hours. How could he have crafted over 60 antidote pills? Even if they're just the most basic kind."

Mira resigned as she sighed. "Mr. Hoffman, he's your apprentice. If you don't have confidence in him, shouldn't you at least trust your own judgment?"

Gerald chuckled. "It seems you all know how to butter up an old man like me. Much better at it than Felix—his social skills are practically nonexistent, but it looks like he really does have a talent for pill cultivation, after all. I've never been wrong about my judgment.

"Alright. I'm hanging up now."

Glancing at the courtyard ahead, Mira patted the small bag she was carrying.

Gerald always loved to act tough, but the fact that he sent her rushing here overnight said it all.

"The stage is set, Felix. I hope you're ready when the time comes. We might not have the energy to protect you."

…

It was unclear how much time had passed when Felix finally woke up. He felt refreshed, his body brimming with vitality, as if he had reached a new pinnacle of health.

"Felix, you're finally awake!"

Melissa hurried over with a glass of water.

Felix asked with a smile, "How's the banquet going?"

"Everything's fine. With you stepping in, what could possibly go wrong? Oh, and guess what—the latest rankings are out! Lemuel personally submitted the application. You're officially Dragonia's top healer now."

It was just a title. He couldn't care less.

"Nala was the one taking care of you the whole time, and I only just took over. She even gave you a pill to help you recover faster. After all, the martial arts tournament starts tomorrow."