Chapter 184: Lingyu's Confusion

Everyone listened with rapt attention, but at this moment, Fama gave an answer that shocked the entire arena, "The champions of this Alchemist Grand Meeting are—Qiu Shan and Yan Xiao."

The crowd below was in an immediate uproar; there were actually two champions, something completely unheard of!

"I didn't expect the Alchemist Guild to handle it this way." Yao Lao's relaxed voice sounded; although he was a bit surprised by the co-champions, it was within reason.

However, Fama soon provided an explanation,

"I know this matter is very inconceivable; since the meeting was first held, there has never been a precedent for two champions."

"But this result was reached after joint consultation between myself and many master alchemists. It is absolutely fair and just!"

Fama's prestige was still sufficient; after these words, no one had any further objections. If you're so capable, why don't you go refine a Grade Five Medicinal Pill and let me see?

"Co-champions, huh?" Xiao Wu Yue muttered, "That works too!"

Although he couldn't get the reward from his own Clan Leader, he reluctantly accepted it, but Xiao Yan's talent for alchemy truly exceeded his, Xiao Wu Yue's, expectations.

"As for the reward..." When it came to this matter that everyone was concerned about, Fama's voice drew out a little.

Even Xiao Yan subconsciously listened with rapt attention; with two champions, how should the Spirit Fusion Pill Prescription be divided?

Fama revealed a kindly smile, "The Spirit Fusion Pill Prescription, my Alchemist Guild only has one copy."

Everyone present felt a tightening in their hearts, and there was even a little anticipation—could there be a tie-breaker round?

"Therefore, my Alchemist Guild has changed the type of prize."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Yan's face instantly fell; damn it, I put in so much effort just for this prescription, and this old man is changing it just like that!

Xiao Yan kept cursing Fama in his heart, while Fama continued:

"My Alchemist Guild will provide three types of Grade 6 Pill Prescriptions, including the Spirit Fusion Pill, for the two alchemists to choose one each."

"Three types of prescriptions, the Alchemist Guild is truly generous!" someone exclaimed. How rare are Grade 6 Pill Prescriptions? Yet the Alchemist Guild brought out three at once, truly shocking the others.

Fama was also very happy at this moment, feeling endless gratitude toward Xiao Zhan in his heart. Originally, the Alchemist Guild had only prepared one Grade 6 Pill Prescription, but the champions were too hard to choose between, which had put him in a very difficult position.

Just as Fama was preparing to take a heavy loss, Xiao Zhan took the initiative to resolve the crisis by providing two Grade 6 Pill Prescriptions for free, and the prizes suddenly became much richer.

Comfortable!

To Xiao Zhan, it was all their family's property anyway; it was just moving it from the left hand to the right, no difference!

Xiao Yan also turned from gloomy to cheerful; as long as the Spirit Fusion Pill Prescription was still there, it was fine.

However, he soon felt a wave of intense fatigue, a sense of the world spinning, and Xiao Yan fainted on the spot.

Although Xiao Yan had refined a Grade Five Medicinal Pill due to an epiphany, it had consumed a great deal of his mental energy. Now that the championship and the prescription were in hand, his mood relaxed, and that taut string finally snapped.

The unconscious Xiao Yan was taken to a special lounge by the staff prepared at the venue.

"Oh my, this little fellow isn't having an easy time either!" In the distance, Xiao Wu had eaten such a big piece of gossip and felt extremely satisfied, unable to help but sigh.

"Time to go!" Xiao Wu said, and then he and Xian'er behind him vanished.

Today's excitement had been watched, and in a few days, there would be the Three Year Agreement gossip to eat, which made him quite excited. Xiao Wu could say that the things that had happened in less than a month were more spectacular than the few years he had spent in the Central Plains back then.

While the Jia Ma Empire side was lively, the Langya Pavilion in the Central Plains was not quiet on this day either.

Looking at the Supreme Elder sitting quietly in meditation ahead, Lingyu felt a bit strange. A month ago, five of the Ling Clan's top ten geniuses, including himself, were summoned before the Clan Leader.

Then they learned a piece of news that shocked them greatly—they were actually going to be sent to the Langya Pavilion in the Central Plains to be Disciples.

It was simply absurd! Upon first hearing this news, Lingyu's first reaction was that it was impossible, absolutely impossible!

Just kidding, they were geniuses of an Ancient Race! What was the point of running to a force in the Central Plains to cultivate?

Was the Ling Clan unable to afford to raise them?

Although Lingyu had heard that the Ling Clan and Langya Pavilion had some cooperation, he had never taken the latter seriously.

Although Langya Pavilion was strong, how could it compare to the Ling Clan!

Even though Lingyu did not believe it in his heart, his Clan Leader's serious expression did not look fake, and everything about it revealed one meaning—they had to go!

They couldn't fight against the authorities, so they could only helplessly agree; he hadn't expected the clan to value Langya Pavilion so much.

No, it should be that they valued them! They had actually specially dispatched a genius Dou Sheng from the clan, Elder Lingyi, who was hailed as a Clan Leader Candidate, to personally escort them.

For a time, the five Ling Clan members, including Lingyu, felt very honored, and even the displeasure caused by being sent to Langya Pavilion dissipated quite a bit.

But this child Lingyu had a bad habit: he asked about everything he didn't understand, from cultivation problems to gossip in the clan, he asked about everything.

Because of this, he often stepped on landmines and didn't know how many people he had offended. If it weren't for his decent strength among his peers, he didn't know if he could have survived until now.

And here...

His old habit was acting up again!

Looking at Elder Lingyi, who seemed "very free" ahead, Lingyu's soul of courting death rose up again. A girl in blue beside him thought of her companion's dark history and couldn't help but turn pale.

She stretched out her slender, fair palm wanting to pull Lingyu back, but...

It was too late!

Lingyu had already walked up and stopped a few steps behind Lingyi.

Although Lingyi had not opened her eyes, everything around her could not escape her perception. Lingyu's approach was the same.

"What is it?" Lingyi's cold voice sounded.

Regarding this genius junior with a significant bad habit, many Elders in the clan had a deep impression, including her.

Out of respect, Lingyu had never gotten too close to Lingyi; anyway, this distance didn't mean much to them.

Hearing Lingyi's inquiry, Lingyu subconsciously bowed, just about to say something...

"Come over here to speak!"

"Yes!" Lingyu was stunned for a moment, then replied.

He didn't have any feelings of fear; surely his own Elder wouldn't take his life!

Lingyu walked behind Lingyi and stopped; immediately, a transparent barrier rose around the two, and Lingyi had already turned around at some point, facing Lingyu.

"Elder!" Lingyu said respectfully.

"Hmm."

"What is the matter?"

Lingyu then took the initiative to voice his own doubts, "Why does the clan want to send us few to Langya Pavilion? There should be many other candidates, right?"

Back then in front of the Clan Leader, Lingyu had not dared to ask this question and could only obey the arrangements. Now that he had encountered the most easy-going Elder in the clan, Lingyu naturally spoke his mind.

For an Ancient Race, the methods for cultivating clan members are fixed, including Dou Technique, Cultivation Method, Medicinal Pill, and baptisms, etc., which have already formed a complete and effective system.

Rashly changing one's cultivation location would cause great discomfort and could even potentially hinder one's cultivation.

Therefore, very few members of an Ancient Race enter other factions; it is completely not worth the loss.

Taking a step back, even if it were to express the close relationship between the Ling Clan and Langya Pavilion and to show an attitude, just sending anyone who was passable would have sufficed; there was absolutely no need to send half of the younger generation's geniuses, as this was far too contrary to reason.

Having finished speaking his confusion, Lingyu lowered his head, waiting for the Elder's answer.