Chapter 83: Master-Disciple Gift

Crack!

The bones in Ding Yan's entire forearm had already been smashed by Yang Yu's slash.

"Ah!!"

Ding Yan screamed and retreated repeatedly.

The other apprentices were dumbfounded:

"No way? Ding Yan's arm was broken?"

"A Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Layer, arm broken by a Hua Xuan Realm in one move?"

"The key is, Yang Yu didn't even use any powerful martial technique."

"Could Ding Yan's cultivation be fake?"

"Turns out he's so weak."

The crowd sighed endlessly.

They had always felt Ding Yan was very excellent, good at alchemy and high in cultivation.

As it turned out, he was crushed by Yang Yu in both aspects.

Nothing special after all...

"Ahhhhh!"

Ding Yan himself heard this discussion, felt deeply humiliated, and screamed crazily in anger.

He ignored the pain in his arm and tried to circulate his energy with all his might again.

The only way to wash away the shame now was to kill Yang Yu!

But...

As soon as he tried to circulate his energy, he panicked even more.

He still couldn't circulate his energy.

Inside his Qi Sea, there was plenty of Xuanqi, but he couldn't use it at all.

His Spirit Sea Realm cultivation was completely useless.

"No, impossible, why is it like this?" Ding Yan's eyes were bloodshot.

Just then, Yang Yu came again!

The distance of a few steps was covered in an instant.

Yang Yu's palm condensed a violent burst of Xuanqi.

The Taixu Divine Art accelerated, and more Xuanqi poured into it.

As the palm technique approached Ding Yan's head, it continued to increase its destructive power.

Ding Yan's heart trembled violently.

Unable to circulate his energy, his speed also became much slower.

Attacks he could have easily dodged before were now impossible to dodge.

He wanted to draw Xuanqi to protect his body.

But unable to circulate energy, he couldn't draw Xuanqi to protect his body.

In the end, he could only rely on his physical body to resist.

A Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Layer's physical body should, in theory, be able to resist.

But he realized that his arm had been easily broken just now; his physical body seemed to have become vulnerable.

"No, I surr..."

At the last moment, Ding Yan let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Yang Yu's palm suddenly burst with another surge of power, slamming fiercely onto Ding Yan's forehead.

Crack!!

Ding Yan's head was smashed on the spot.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the target and extracting the entries—Red Flame Sacred Body, Arrogant Person. Gained 2000 points!】

Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the system's prompt.

He had to get the Red Flame Sacred Body entry.

He had used up the "Silent and Armor-Breaking" entry for this, so it definitely couldn't be wasted.

Most importantly, this Ding Yan had murderous intent toward him; he couldn't be left alive.

Only the dead were the safest.

"Ah? Dead?"

"Ding Yan is dead?"

"He's really dead..."

"No way, he died so easily?"

"Isn't he Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Layer?"

"He doesn't look like Spirit Sea; he looks more like Opening Pulse Realm."

The apprentices at the scene felt like they were dreaming when they saw the corpse on the ground.

They had thought that perhaps Yang Yu could trade a few moves with Ding Yan using some trump cards.

Winning against Ding Yan was absolutely impossible.

After all, the gap in realm was too large.

But who would have thought the result would be Ding Yan's death?

And he was almost killed in seconds...

He didn't cause any trouble for Yang Yu before he died, like a dog on the side of the road, kicked to death.

"Ah, this..."

Liang Shitong was also dumbfounded.

He had actually been worried about Yang Yu throughout this battle.

He had even thought that if Yang Yu's life were in danger, he would save Yang Yu even if it meant losing his old face.

He had never thought Ding Yan wouldn't be able to beat Yang Yu.

So when Ding Yan died suddenly, Liang Shitong couldn't understand it either...

How did he die?

A Spirit Sea Realm Fourth Layer, even if he stood still, shouldn't be smashed to death so easily, right?

"Master, did the disciple strike a bit too hard?" Yang Yu looked at Liang Shitong and said.

Liang Shitong laughed dumbly and said: "You didn't actually strike too hard, but he died quite cleanly... However, you both said before the fight that it would decide victory and life or death, so I can't blame you."

Yang Yu: "That's good."

"Alright, carry him down and bury him well; after all, he learned from me for so long. It's a pity to lose such good talent, sigh..."

Liang Shitong took one last look at the corpse with some regret.

Then, several apprentices carried Ding Yan away...

The scene quieted down again.

Liang Shitong said: "Yang Yu, do you have anything else to say?"

Yang Yu scanned the crowd and said:

"Although you are not formal disciples, you will be learning alchemy with me in the future. I am a person who likes to make friends and doesn't like to fight over anything... Ding Yan was an exception; you won't follow his example, will you?"

"Of course not."

"It's good to like making friends."

"Young Master Yang will be our role model for learning from now on."

"We are all one family."

Everyone smiled, their tones even carrying a hint of flattery.

What a joke, Ding Yan was already dead; who would dare to follow his example?

From now on, it was best to honestly treat Yang Yu as their big brother...

"Hmm, not bad."

Liang Shitong was also very satisfied with this result.

It was a good thing for this group of apprentices to have a super genius as a role model now.

"By the way, Yang Yu, I have also prepared a master-disciple gift for you."

Liang Shitong then touched his space ring, and a brand-new alchemy furnace appeared before them.

This furnace was dark gold all over, with a faint luster, and densely packed patterns were carved on it, looking like some kind of talisman designs.

"This furnace is called... the Golden Flame Furnace; I had a master blacksmith forge it, specifically prepared for you."

Liang Shitong introduced it simply.

Although he didn't explain much, Yang Yu knew quality when he saw it.

The quality of this alchemy furnace was no less than the Zijin Biluo Furnace that had exploded a few days ago.

"Master, this thing is too precious; as a novice alchemist, how could I use such a good furnace?" Yang Yu waved his hand.

Liang Shitong said sternly: "To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools; your talent deserves a good furnace."

Yang Yu said: "But Master's Zijin Biluo Furnace just exploded; you can keep this for yourself."

"My new alchemy furnace is being forged, and it's even better than your Golden Flame Furnace," Liang Shitong laughed loudly. "Alright, just take it. We alchemists are never short of money."

"Alright then." Yang Yu nodded.

Although saying they weren't short of money was a bit provocative, it was the truth. An alchemist of this level made money too easily.

Just then, a sharp and loud voice came from outside: "The Prince of Southern Pacification is here! Please, Master Liang, come out to meet him..."