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Until the last moment, no one would know who the final winner was. She always brought people unexpected surprises, didn\'t she?

Ling Yichen\'s trust in Ling chunxi had never changed! He firmly believed that Chuxi would also win this time. She would also receive worldwide attention and shine brilliantly! Because she was Ling Chuxi! The one and only Ling Chuxi in his heart!

"What\'s the matter? there\'s still one more spirit herb that you can\'t think of. Do you need me to remind you?" Seeing Ling Chuxi\'s slow-to-put pen, Zhi Han took advantage of her victory and said sarcastically.

After suffering so many losses at Ling Chuxi\'s hands, she could finally hold her head high for once. Zhihan only felt comfortable all over, even more so than drinking ice water in the summer.

However, she didn\'t know that it was too early for her to feel good.

There was a saying that extreme joy begets sorrow, and she had yet to understand the essence of this saying.

"No need," Ling Chuxi shook her head lightly, her eyes still burning with confidence. Seeing this, Zhi Han felt extremely unhappy.

"There\'s not much time left. If you don\'t start writing, you won\'t make it. " Therefore, Zhi Han seized the opportunity to ridicule. She looked at the incense that had burned to the end, leaving only a trace of sparks, and said with a sneer.

"Yeah, even if you start writing now, it\'s too late." Ling Chuxi\'s face suddenly bloomed with a brilliant smile.

Seeing the familiar smile on Ling Chuxi\'s face, Zhi Han suddenly had a bad feeling. This feeling was too familiar. Every time she was unlucky Under Ling Chuxi\'s hands, she seemed to be able to see this kind of smile.

Could there be a problem somewhere? that\'s impossible. I\'ve clearly written down 100 spiritual herbs. It\'s impossible to make a mistake. But if I\'m not wrong, where did this bad feeling come from?

Just as Zhi Han was secretly suspicious, Ling Chuxi\'s brush moved like a dragon and the names of two more spiritual herbs appeared under her brush.

The moment she put away the brush, the last spark of the incense flickered a few times and was extinguished by the wind. At this time, it was impossible for zhihan to do anything. No one knew that Ling Chuxi had been waiting for this moment!

"One hundred and one, what\'s going on?" Someone below immediately exclaimed. Ling Chuxi had actually written down the 101st spiritual herb!

"Didn\'t you say there were 100 types of spiritual herbs? why did it become 101 types?" The crowd looked at Ling Chuxi\'s beautiful handwriting in shock.

Looking at the last spiritual herb written by Ling Chuxi, everyone was confused and the entire competition venue was silent.

Gu Buzhi was also slightly stunned. When he saw the last spiritual herb written by Ling Chuxi clearly, a look of realization appeared on his face. He patted his head and laughed at himself. Then, the way he looked at Ling Chuxi had changed. There was surprise and gratification.

"Ling Chuxi, could it be that you couldn\'t identify the last spiritual herb and had to guess?" Zhi Han was also stunned, and then she said contemptuously.

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