Lilliana's complexion paled.

Jadiel went on, "In addition to myself, the individuals monitoring your presence consist of another two sixth-grade martial combat specialists and twelve fourth-grade elite guards. Should we encounter seventh-grade experts, this team is more than capable of restraining them."

"I..."

Lilliana's expression underwent a series of transformations.

Finally, she sank to her knees in surrender.

"I surrender... Please spare my life..."

Meanwhile, inside the examination venue, Maria tucked away her phone.

One staff approached the ten successful examinees and declared, "Considering the materials you've provided, our association will designate a mentor for each of you. These mentors will assist you in acclimating to the association's internal operations and may offer guidance in your pill alchemical pursuits."

“Thank you!" echoed the ten triumphant examinees in unison.

Nevertheless, the staff turned to Maria and regretfully stated, "I'm sorry, but the association has not yet designated a mentor for you.

This directive comes directly from Mr. Lawrence."

“Oh... Okay," Maria responded with a nod and remained silent.

However, Barbara rejoiced secretly!

The mentors from the Pill Alchemist Association were, at a minimum, fifth-grade pill alchemists, indicating that the newcomers were receiving tutelage of a higher caliber!

Furthermore, the fifth-grade pill alchemists within the association held far greater power than the average pill alchemists beyond its ranks.

Leveraging the elixir formulas stored in the association's database, a fifth-grade mentor could possess knowledge of elixir formulas far surpassing that of an ordinary fifth-grade pill maker!

Maria had successfully gained entry into the association, but she found herself without a mentor!

Barbara felt immense joy about this!

She was resolute in ensuring that the entire Jenkins family was informed of this development!

The official end of the examination signaled the candidates’ return to their own families.

Among them, a posh imported sedan raced toward the Jenkins family estate in Broome at breakneck speed.

Inside the car, except the driver, Barbara was the sole occupant.

Naturally, this nice car provided by Mrs. Jenkins wouldn't accommodate Maria.

“Step on it! I need to reach home before Maria," Barbara implored, her urgency evident.