Chapter 2672: Guidance

These geniuses were all unruly and proud. If there had been a valid reason to eliminate them, that would have been one thing.

But Ye Yuan had deliberately chosen a group of unremarkable individuals while eliminating all the outstanding ones—how could they accept that?

Even Song Minzhe and the others were dumbfounded, utterly bewildered.

In fact, deep down they agreed with Song Wenhao's view, believing Ye Yuan was deliberately toying with these noble families.

Otherwise, how could they, mere supporting roles, have been selected?

Ye Yuan had clearly anticipated their reactions and said calmly, "I know you're unconvinced, but I will make you accept it. Starting today, you will come here every day to receive my guidance and cultivate according to my requirements. Three months later, you will have a duel among yourselves. If you can win and embarrass me, I will naturally welcome you to stay!"

Song Wenhao's eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "Third Hall Master, you said it yourself. I, Song Wenhao, will definitely embarrass you!"

"Third Hall Master, I hope you won't go back on your word!"

"Against these trash, I can beat them even lying down!"

...

What could change in three months?

Moreover, they would receive the same guidance!

With their talent, they would only pull further ahead of those trash—how could they be surpassed?

Ye Yuan just smiled and said, "Rest assured, I keep my word. When the time comes, not only will I let you stay, but I will also apologize to you!"

Song Wenhao sneered, "Then what are we waiting for? Let's begin!"

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "My first lesson for you is to cultivate the first-grade Foundation Establishment Heavenly Pill to the ninth-grade upper realm. Now, begin!"

"What? First-grade Foundation Establishment Heavenly Pill? Third Hall Master, are you joking? What's there to cultivate about a first-grade Foundation Establishment Heavenly Pill?" Song Wenhao was stunned and immediately questioned.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "Just do as I say. Why so many questions? If you're unwilling, you can leave now!"

Song Wenhao's face darkened, and he said grimly, "Hmph! Isn't it just ninth-grade upper? I've already reached ninth-grade middle; I'm only half a step away from ninth-grade upper!"

Thus, the group of geniuses began cultivating on their own.

They didn't think the first-grade Foundation Establishment Heavenly Pill was useful, but they had no choice but to comply.

In Song Wenhao's view, with his talent and strength, reaching ninth-grade upper was a piece of cake.

But he was wrong!

Before ninth-grade upper, one could rely on talent.

However, ninth-grade upper required effort plus talent.

He tried ten times—failed.

A hundred times—still failed.

Thus, he grew irritable and impatient!

But the more he did, the less he could produce a ninth-grade upper pill.

In fact, the quality even regressed.

"What the hell is this? I've been refining for half a month, spending every day on this meaningless task. What's the use?" Song Wenhao swept everything off his table with a slap and said impatiently.

In fact, he wasn't the only one feeling irritable and impatient.

Those selected by Ye Yuan were all more or less restless and anxious.

In their view, reaching ninth grade was sufficient.

Wasting time on such meaningless things was completely not worth it.

Their refining was also intermittent and half-hearted.

Low-level basic heavenly pills were worthless in their eyes.

However, Ye Yuan's attention was mostly on Song Minzhe.

This young man had a steady temperament, treated every alchemy session with seriousness, and never rested.

Do not underestimate this—it was a tremendous drain for a heavenly alchemist.

Without strong willpower, it was simply impossible to achieve.

Moreover, from his earlier practice of fire control techniques, Ye Yuan could tell that his foundation was very solid.

The gap between Song Minzhe and Song Wenhao was essentially affinity!

In terms of affinity, Song Wenhao was streets ahead of Song Minzhe.

But in terms of perseverance, foundation, and temperament, Song Minzhe was dozens of streets ahead of Song Wenhao!

Yet in Ye Yuan's view, the latter was the essential condition for becoming a powerful celestial pharmacist.

Therefore, he had high hopes for Song Minzhe.

Song Minzhe clearly realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

Thus, he was pushing himself frantically.

Song Minzhe's poor talent was only relative to Song Wenhao.

In fact, Song Minzhe's foundation was very solid.

His first-grade Foundation Establishment Celestial Pill had also reached the peak of eighth grade, only a step away from ninth grade.

And after just half a month, he finally crossed the threshold of ninth grade!

In fact, over the past half month, Ye Yuan had been continuously guiding the geniuses present.

Including Song Wenhao, whom he looked down upon the most!

But when it came to the refining techniques of the first-grade Foundation Establishment Celestial Pill, these so-called geniuses simply wouldn't listen.

Instead, these so-called wastes actually took it in.

Over the past half month, every one of them had made tremendous progress.

Of course, in the eyes of Song Wenhao and the others, this progress was utterly insignificant.

Seeing Song Wenhao throw a tantrum, Ye Yuan said in a deep voice, "Pick it up!"

Song Wenhao snorted coldly, "On what grounds? Third Hall Master, you are clearly targeting us! What's there to refine about a lousy Foundation Establishment Celestial Pill?"

Ye Yuan's gaze sharpened, and he said coldly, "This hall master says it again: pick it up!"

A powerful aura pressed down, causing Song Wenhao's expression to change drastically.

Though both were at the Great Extreme Heaven rank, Ye Yuan gave him the feeling of a ferocious beast.

Too terrifying!

"I... I'll pick it up!"

After he picked it up, Ye Yuan said in a deep voice, "Get lost!"

Song Wenhao's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, "You... what did you say?"

Ye Yuan snorted coldly, "You are not worthy of staying here! Now, immediately, right now, get lost!"

In Ye Yuan's view, with such a temperament, one could never achieve anything in the Dao of alchemy.

What did high affinity prove?

Moreover, affinity itself could be changed!

Song Wenhao's gaze turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Third Hall Master, I think you are forcing our Song family to break away from the Southern Heaven Alchemy Hall!"

Ye Yuan said disdainfully, "As if you could decide the Song family's direction? If you don't leave now, this hall master will personally escort you out!"

Song Wenhao's eyes blazed with fury, and he shouted coldly, "Fine, I'll leave! Staying here is useless anyway! In two and a half months, I, Song Wenhao, will make you apologize to my face! Do you think these trash can beat me?"

With that, Song Wenhao turned and left directly.

The alchemy room was dead silent, with only the sound of flames bursting.

Song Minzhe and the others were still immersed in alchemy, completely unaware of what had happened.

For Ye Yuan, this was just a minor episode.

A Song Wenhao was nothing but a clown, not worth mentioning.

Time flew like a shuttle, and soon three months arrived.

On this day, the heads of the various great families came one after another.

After Song Wenhao left, Ye Yuan's criteria for selecting people immediately shocked all the families.

Today, they naturally came to see for themselves.