Chapter 733: Compete with My Disciple

"I want to reserve one Six-Turn Dragon Tiger Pill!"

"I want to reserve one Spirit Heart Holy Rain Pill!"

"I want to reserve..."

The Boundless Realm martial artists, seeing so many super-grade pills, could no longer remain calm.

Super-grade pills—what did that even mean?

It was a guarantee!

A guarantee that the pill would achieve its ultimate efficacy!

In the face of super-grade pills, no one could stay composed.

For a moment, the entire Medicine Fragrance Pavilion was in chaos, with Boundless Realm martial artists clamoring to reserve sixth-grade pills.

Ye Yuan said loudly, "Everyone, don't rush, or I won't accept any orders! Those interested, go over there and line up to register. The first batch will only accept reservations from one hundred customers. Within three days, bring your medicinal herbs and pill formulas to the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion. Half a month later, the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion will deliver these pills all at once, and then we'll accept reservations for the second batch! Rest assured, what I said earlier about the minimum being top-grade pills—actually, most should be premium-grade, and possibly even super-grade. As for top-grade, there should be relatively few. If I can only produce top-grade pills, I hope you won't mind."

At these words, those Boundless Realm martial artists scrambled to line up on one side.

Ye Yuan's words only made them ecstatic!

The chance of top-grade was very small; most would be premium-grade, and possibly even super-grade!

Such a promise was enough to drive every martial artist wild!

Seeing this, He Shuming's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Ye Yuan, you're blowing such a big lie. I'd really like to see how you'll clean up this mess! If you can't deliver the pills in half a month, I wonder how you'll have the face to stay in Gu Feng Street!"

In He Shuming's view, Ye Yuan was completely putting up a front!

The alchemy grandmasters present were all extremely formidable figures, yet none had ever dared to make such a promise.

A mere alchemy emperor dared to be so arrogant.

Such a promise was like slapping those alchemy grandmasters in the face!

After all, pills above premium-grade were largely a matter of luck. Especially super-grade pills, whose probability of appearing was nearly zero.

But Ye Yuan claimed that the chance of top-grade was very small, and most would be premium-grade.

Such a promise—where did that leave these alchemy grandmasters?

"Heh, daring to make such a promise—it seems the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion really has a master helping out! I wonder if Boss Ye could invite him out so we can all have a look?" Su Qide couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.

Ye Yuan said, "I already said he's not here today. Aren't you being unreasonable? Besides, an alchemist who can casually refine premium-grade pills—how could he be someone you trash can just meet?"

Suddenly, Ye Yuan's words became sharp and direct, calling the group of alchemy grandmasters trash!

"You! Arrogant! Too arrogant! A mere alchemy emperor dares to speak rudely to alchemy grandmasters! If we alchemy grandmasters are trash, then what are you? Have you cultivated to this point without even understanding basic respect?"

Su Qide was caught off guard and choked by Ye Yuan's words.

The hierarchy among alchemists was extremely strict; it was common for lower-level alchemists to treat higher-level ones with the courtesy of a disciple.

Because alchemy was entirely a profession of accumulation, requiring time to build experience and knowledge.

For an alchemist to defeat a higher-level opponent was far more difficult than for a martial artist.

Thus, under normal circumstances, even within the same realm, there was a vast gap between beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels.

Anomalies like Ye Yuan were extremely rare.

Of course, if an alchemist could apprentice under an alchemy emperor like Ye Yuan, their starting point would be far higher than ordinary alchemists, making it possible to challenge higher levels.

Ye Yuan said arrogantly, "I only respect the strong. Your strength is too weak; in my eyes, you're nothing but trash. Why should I respect you? And you clearly came to cause trouble, yet you want to talk about respect—don't you find that ridiculous?"

"Fine, fine, fine!" Ye Yuan's words thoroughly enraged Su Qide. He said "fine" three times in a row, grinding his teeth: "A mere alchemy emperor dares to speak such nonsense. I'd like to see what skills you have to call a group of alchemy grandmasters trash! Boasting requires courage. Do you dare to compete?"

Ye Yuan said contemptuously, "Compete with a bunch of trash like you? You're not even qualified!"

"Haha, anyone can talk big. Saying that—are you chickening out?" Su Qide laughed loudly.

"Chickening out? You think too much! I mean, someone of your level is only fit to compete with my disciple. Ren Dong, Ruyan, come here!"

Ren Dong and Xiao Ruyan were startled; they hadn't expected to be called out at this moment. They walked over to Ye Yuan in a daze.

Seeing this, Su Qide's face turned green.

But Ye Yuan ignored his expression and instructed the two, "You two, teach them what it means to be an alchemist!"

Although the two had followed Ye Yuan for a long time and knew he had extraordinary skills, they felt it should be fine for him to deal with these alchemy grandmasters.

But when it came to themselves, they felt a bit uncertain.

However, with so many people watching, they couldn't back down, so they had to brace themselves and say, "Yes, Master!"

"Pfft..."

At this, many people couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Qian'er couldn't help laughing, her whole body shaking with mirth. She said softly to Old Duan beside her, "This Ye Yuan is too wicked, coming up with such a trick! He doesn't go himself but sends his disciples. Making two alchemy kings compete against alchemy grandmasters—even if they lose, Su Qide will end up covered in filth!"

Old Duan also shook his head with a smile, "That kid is indeed wicked, but it's very effective. This time, Su Qide has been put in a tough spot and won't know how to get out of it."

Su Qide was so angry his chest heaved like a bellows. It took him a while to catch his breath, and he roared, "Ye Yuan, you brat... you... you go too far! Having two alchemy king brats compete with me—you're insulting me! Alchemy Saint He, I suggest all the trading houses in the city unite to boycott the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion!"

He Shuming hadn't expected Ye Yuan to come up with such a wicked trick either. Now, besides being furious, he felt a lingering fear.

If he had been the one provoking Ye Yuan just now, wouldn't it have been even more embarrassing?

His reputation had almost been ruined by this brat!

Hearing Su Qide's words, He Shuming immediately chimed in, "Ye Yuan, you're too arrogant, insulting a senior like this! I today..."

Before He Shuming could finish, Ye Yuan rudely interrupted him: "Alchemy Saint He, I'm not joking! Since you came to cause trouble, I'll give you this chance today. How about we compete in three rounds?"