Chapter 329: A Single Basket Short of Success

The next day.

Morning.

A lone figure stood outside Lian Dan Shi No. 19, using Spiritual Power to peer inside.

There was no one inside.

Various items were arranged neatly, and a bit of dust settled on the table.

Inside the alchemy furnace, it was completely empty.

Obviously, the room had been vacant for some time.

"So, they've already changed identities?"

Ge Xiaotian withdrew his Spiritual Power, unsurprised.

To avoid raising suspicion, he deliberately visited Zhang Cheng's alchemy room first, since he was seventy percent certain it was empty.

The facts proved it was indeed so.

At this point, he could be absolutely certain that the person named Xie Hui was Jiang Cheng! The timing was too coincidental.

"It's time to get in touch with that guy at the warehouse again."

Ge Xiaotian thought to himself.

If he were to use Spiritual Power to probe another room now, it would be unnecessary, and it might also raise suspicion.

Third, and most importantly, each alchemy room's lock is a fingerprint lock; to enter, either someone inside opens it, or you have to force the door open.

Anyone with common sense knows the former is safer.

……

An entire morning passed.

Jiang Cheng refined several more batches of pills, and the remaining ingredients were few.

He muttered, took out his phone, and dialed Yang Chun.

"Has the first batch of ingredients been used up?"

Hearing that, Yang Chun was both exasperated and amused.

Ten million.

Only a few days?

"Gone? Yes, Brother Yang, but don't worry, I've already entered the Entry."

Jiang Cheng smiled.

"Really?"

Sure enough, hearing that, Yang Chun's spirit was invigorated.

"Of course it's true; if you don't believe it, Brother, you can come over, and I'll refine a batch for you to see. I can't guarantee everything, but turning a portion of ingredients into one or two finished Calming Pills is still no problem."

"Junior brother, where are you getting this? You say it, can I not believe you? No need!"

Yang Chun hurriedly replied.

The thing you're most afraid of when investing is, of course, seeing no results.

If there are results now, that's easy to talk about.

"Junior brother, stay in the alchemy room; I'll call them now and have them send another ten million of ingredients to you. When they arrive, just count them, verify they're correct, and sign off."

"Alright, thanks, Brother."

"Junior brother, no need for formalities; do we really need to say such things?"

Yang Chun waved his hand, about to hang up, when he remembered something.

"By the way, junior brother, a newcomer arrived recently with quite a talent for alchemy; didn't you spend five or six days to raise your Alchemy Technique to Proficient? He's about the same level as you."

"Oh? Are there others like that?"

Jiang Cheng asked curiously.

"Yes, his name is Ge Xiaotian, a few years older than you, and he asked me about you, saying he really wants to meet you. What do you think?"

"Investigating me? Still wants to meet me?"

Jiang Cheng frowned.

"Could he be a spy sent by the Dawn Society?" "Don't misunderstand, junior brother, I think he has no ulterior motives, and I've already had his background thoroughly investigated; he shouldn't be from the Dawn Society," Yang Chun hurriedly said.

"I see."

Jiang Cheng nodded, but still declined.

"Brother, I don't have enough time for alchemy, and I'm not familiar with him; let's skip the meeting."

"Hehe, it's fine, I just mentioned it offhand. Alright, that's that; I'll go notify them now."

Yang Chun wasn't surprised.

He hung up. Jiang Cheng frowned again.

These past days have been calm, and even he thought the Dawn Society had given up hunting him, but reason told him that possibility was slim.

And the person Yang Chun mentioned on the phone might indeed not be from the Dawn Society, but it also served as a warning.

From now on, he still needed to act cautiously.

After waiting a while in the alchemy room, a knock sounded from outside.

Jiang Cheng used Spiritual Power to look and saw three uniformed people pushing a small cart at the doorway.

They were the staff delivering ingredients.

Jiang Cheng walked over, placed his fingerprint, and the door opened slowly.

"Is that Master Xie Hui?"

The leading man asked.

The man was none other than Lin Yufan.

And the other of the three was Ge Xiaotian, but at this moment he had already changed into the same uniform, making it hard to suspect.

"It's me."

Jiang Cheng nodded at him and said, "Come in."

"Alright."

Lin Yufan glanced at Ge Xiaotian, a flash of nervousness passing through his eyes, then pushed the cart toward the interior.

The other two followed closely behind.

"Master Xie, please tally it; the total is ten million yuan of medicinal herbs. If the amount is correct, just sign here."

He took out a sheet of paper and said with a smile.

Jiang Cheng looked at him, then at the other two, especially Ge Xiaotian, and then walked to the box.

At the moment he reached to open the box, a dark blur, moving faster than the naked eye could see, shot toward his neck!

It was a flying disc, only half a palm of an adult in size, its outer edge razor‑sharp, spinning rapidly; not even a human head, it could probably pierce a concrete wall! A smug expression appeared in Ge Xiaotian's eyes.

That flying disc was a top‑grade A-level Psychic Weapon; even a Ninth Level Force Warrior, caught off guard, would have his head instantly sliced off.

But this guy was only a six-level, Level 7 Original Force Warrior, doomed to die! Moreover, his timing was perfect; while the opponent's attention was fully on the box before him, he boldly struck.

Yet he never imagined that at that hair‑trigger moment, a phantom large umbrella suddenly appeared around Jiang Cheng, enveloping his whole body.

The flying disc struck the edge of the umbrella, emitting a teeth‑aching grinding sound, with sparks scattering everywhere!

"Tianluo Umbrella!"

He widened his eyes, a look of disbelief flashing across them.

Third-grade high-level treasure!

How could this kid have such a powerful item on him! A mere six- and Seven-level Force Warrior shouldn't be able to afford this. Yet reality gave him little time, because the next moment Jiang Cheng shouted loudly.

"Intruder! An intruder!"

"You!"

Ge Xiaotian was shocked and turned pale.

Yet no matter how he tried to command the flying disc, it could not move forward a single step.

"Damn it!"

He clenched his teeth in anger.

Watching the mission about to succeed, yet failing at the last step, he was unwilling, unwilling! But a Third-grade high-level treasure isn't so easily broken; in other words, as long as the Primordial Force Crystal on the treasure hasn't been exhausted, he can't shatter it.

If he stayed any longer, he might die here.

Therefore, he decisively retracted the flying disc and sprinted toward the exit.

"Who is that!"

"Stop!"

"Catch him!"

Almost simultaneously, several figures chased after, and two more figures appeared in front of Ge Xiaotian, lunging toward him.

"Looking for death!"

Ge Xiaotian let out a cold snort and the flying disc flew out again.

An arc of light flashed.

Two watermelon‑sized heads flew up, blood spouting out.

His figure flashed; at that instant, the pursuers' steps faltered, their faces showing fear and shock.

It should be noted that the ones stationed here are at least Seven-level or Eight-level Force Warriors or Spiritual Thought Masters, and they were instantly eliminated? (End of chapter)