Chapter 2294: What Are You Looking At?

Zhao Zixuan and the other four, as disciples of ancestor-level masters, made a formidable display as soon as they made their move.

Five powerful auras surged into the sky, drawing more and more onlookers, with exclamations of admiration ringing out endlessly.

Each of the five displayed extraordinary skill, yet their refining techniques were completely different.

Their methods represented five extremes, like the five vertices of a pentagon.

Unless one's alchemy skills were perfectly balanced to the extreme, it would be nearly impossible to defeat all five at once.

Alchemy techniques are ever-changing, but those who reach the ancestor level have all been tempered through countless trials.

Their unique techniques all have extremely distinctive qualities.

Even if Zhao Zixuan and the others had only learned a thousandth of that, it would be enough to dominate a region.

Moreover, each of the five had their own strengths; the pills they refined were in their areas of expertise and were quite obscure.

They had clearly conspired to embarrass Ye Yuan.

In terms of seniority, they were all a generation younger than Ye Yuan.

By doing this, no one dared to criticize them.

Strong alchemists like Zhao Zixuan rarely made a move.

Now that they did, they immediately stole the spotlight, drawing waves of admiration.

Many cast pitying glances at Ye Yuan, believing he was doomed this time.

"I thought the Sub-Saint, valued by the Saint Ancestor High Priest, must have exceptional qualities, but it turns out he's just an arrogant fool!"

"Those taken as disciples by ancestor-level masters can't be ordinary. This Sub-Saint is too reckless!"

"Hey, if the Sub-Saint loses, it's not just his own face that's lost; the Saint Ancestor High Priest's face will be slapped red too!"

...

In the crowd, two figures exchanged knowing smiles.

These two were Qingyu Heavenly Emperor and Leng Tianhao's elder brother, Leng Tianqi.

Zhao Zixuan and the others had been instigated by Leng Tianqi.

Although Leng Tianqi was a grand-disciple of the Medicine Ancestor, the Medicine Ancestor's seniority was actually half a generation higher than the various ancestors.

Thus, despite his lower seniority, Leng Tianqi had a good relationship with Zhao Zixuan and the others.

After all, who wouldn't want to curry favor with the Medicine Ancestor's lineage?

Unable to act personally, he had to use Zhao Zixuan and the others to deal with Ye Yuan.

He hadn't expected Ye Yuan to be so cooperative, coming up with this pill-refining duel—truly asking for trouble.

"Heh, I want to see how the esteemed Sub-Saint will get out of this this time!" Qingyu Heavenly Emperor sneered.

"Hmph! If my master hadn't forbidden me from acting, I alone could have taken him down. A mere brat with a wet nose, thinking he's something special?" Leng Tianqi said disdainfully.

The Medicine Ancestor's lineage had always held themselves in high regard.

What was a Sub-Saint? In Leng Tianqi's eyes, it meant nothing.

If it were some reclusive elder, that might be one thing, but Ye Yuan was just a young lad—how could he be taken seriously?

The so-called alchemy prodigies of the Tongtian Realm were almost all gathered here.

Even if this Sub-Saint was very skilled, how extraordinary could he be?

"But Zhao Zixuan and the others are truly powerful—probably not inferior to you!" Qingyu praised.

Leng Tianqi nodded. "They are all geniuses rarely seen in a million years. In terms of talent, they are definitely not inferior to the Saint Ancestor High Priest's disciples! Even I wouldn't dare claim to be clearly superior. This kid is really overconfident! But that's fine; at least it avenges Xiaohao. Once he's disgraced, I'll slowly deal with him."

Qingyu's eyes were full of hatred. "The humiliation of kneeling—I will make him pay with blood!"

...

Five days passed in a flash, and the pill-refining duel attracted more and more attention.

Even some Heavenly Realm experts joined in.

Zhao Zixuan and the others were nearing the end of their refining.

"Condense!"

With a cold shout from Zhao Zixuan, the light faded, and an eighth-grade divine pill was freshly出炉!

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhao Zixuan looked at Ye Yuan with a sneer. "Well, Sub-Saint, does this Void Spirit Seven Treasures Blood Coagulation Pill meet your standards?"

Ye Yuan glanced at him and said indifferently, "Mm, barely passable."

Zhao Zixuan's skill was indeed quite impressive among the younger generation.

Among the so-called alchemy prodigies Ye Yuan had encountered, he was overwhelmingly strong.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Ye Yuan.

Naturally, everyone dismissed Ye Yuan's words, thinking he was putting up a brave front.

The Seven Treasures Blood Coagulation Pill was an eighth-grade divine pill, and an unusual one at that, extremely difficult to refine.

Zhao Zixuan's ability to refine the Void Spirit Seven Treasures Blood Coagulation Pill demonstrated his formidable strength!

After all, ordinary eight-star divine alchemists could only manage high-grade or top-grade pills at best.

Zhao Zixuan not only refined a divine-grade pill but also a Void Spirit divine pill.

This level was far beyond what ordinary eight-star divine alchemists could match.

His refining had exceeded everyone's expectations.

This announcement immediately caused a huge uproar, with exclamations rising one after another.

"Master Zixuan, would you be willing to sell this Seven Treasures Blood Coagulation Pill? I am Mu Tiesheng from the Seven Stars Tower, willing to pay ten billion top-grade divine spirit stones for this pill!" a middle-aged man in the crowd called out.

"Heh, ten billion for a Void Spirit Seven Treasures Blood Coagulation Pill? Master Zixuan, I, Fang Tianren of the Mingjing Pavilion, offer twenty billion!" another man said.

"I bid twenty-five billion!" Mu Tiesheng refused to back down.

"I bid thirty billion!" Fang Tianren countered.

"You!" Mu Tiesheng's expression faltered; the price was too much for him.

Fang Tianren looked smug.

Heavenly Emperor-level experts had their own circles; eighth-grade divine pills rarely circulated in the mortal world.

Wanbao Heavenly Emperor might be formidable, but he only dealt in mortal business.

Mu Tiesheng and Fang Tianren were true powers, strong experts who did business with Heavenly Emperors.

Zhao Zixuan remained impassive, watching the two compete, then smiled. "Why not wait a bit? There's still the Sub-Saint here. Since he bears the title of Sub-Saint, I imagine the grade of his pill should be higher than mine."

Fang Tianren glanced at Ye Yuan and said disdainfully, "Him? He's still wet behind the ears. Even if he's talented, he can't possibly refine a pill of such high quality. Heh, Sub-Saint? What a joke!"

Ye Yuan looked at him and remembered this person.

He had no intention of causing trouble, but such an idiot naturally went on his blacklist.

"What are you looking at? Not convinced? If a little brat like you can become a Sub-Saint, then Master Zixuan would be a Saint!"

Desperate to get the pill, Fang Tianren went all out, stepping on Ye Yuan to flatter Zhao Zixuan.

Having witnessed the strength of Zhao Zixuan and the others, no one present believed Ye Yuan would win.

After all, Zhao Zixuan's skill had exceeded their understanding.

Sure enough, Zhao Zixuan was pleased by this and smiled. "Pavilion Master Fang certainly knows how to do business. Once this matter is settled, I'll sell it to you."

Fang Tianren was overjoyed and repeatedly thanked him.

Finally, he shot a triumphant glance at Mu Tiesheng, looking immensely pleased with himself.