Chapter 147

Clearly, the martial artist zone had no chance to turn things around, so they were trying to regain face in the alchemy and artifact refinement zones. The Jixia Xuegong disciple sighed: "Our people were just one step away from success in alchemy—and artifact refinement succeeded too."

"Now the pill has turned to ash, and the artifact is ruined—we've lost all face, utterly humiliated."

"Over there, many are mocking our Jixia Xuegong people, saying we only know how to fight and nothing else." Xu Chen nodded: "The problem I caused—I'll resolve it."

Originally, he had no interest whatsoever in the alchemy and artifact refinement zones.

But since they had provoked and mocked him this far, he couldn't back down.

With that, Xu Chen walked straight toward the non-martial artist zone, under the eyes of everyone.

Because Xu Chen was so conspicuous, the moment he moved, many took notice: "I heard Taichu Sacred Land used underhanded tactics, causing Jixia Xuegong's alchemists and artifact refiners to collapse." "Indeed, just look—you can see now, in the non-martial artist zone, Jixia Xuegong's people are all gone." "Less than half an hour remains until the competition ends—what is Xu Chen going to do?"

"No one knows—could he be planning to attack someone? Jixia Xuegong has no proof; that would look terrible."

Everyone watched as Xu Chen quickly reached the non-martial artist zone.

What shocked him even more was that the alchemist was Yang Hao, and the artifact refiner was Peng Cai, Saint Son of Fengsha Tower.

Bu Fengshuang said: "If Lingdan Sect is openly the most skilled in alchemy, then Fengsha Tower is the most skilled in artifact refinement."

Xu Chen nodded: "I understand—openly, yes, but Taichu Sacred Land is not open." Bu Fengshuang nodded: "Correct. Even powerful sects like the Four Great Sacred Grounds don't easily emerge. Thus, the world hardly knows just how formidable Taichu Sacred Land truly is."

"This Yang Hao is one of Taichu Sacred Land's most outstanding young alchemists—above Seventh Grade." Xu Chen nodded, then walked to the former Jixia Xuegong alchemist's position.

He indeed found traces of Poison Qi here.

"One extra herb was added among the Spirit Medicines, and during refining, it fused to produce Poison Qi."

"There must be another extremely skilled Poison Master on Taichu Sacred Land's side."

After examining it, Xu Chen's eyes flashed with killing intent.

After today, this Poison Master must die—he said so.

Then, Xu Chen glanced at Jixia Xuegong's artifact refinement side.

He found many weapons were nearly finished, but no one could complete the final step.

…

All were low-grade Fifth-Tier weapons, only possible to refine within two days. The entire arena was like this.

Otherwise, Seven-Rank weapons would require at least half a month.

At this moment, Yang Hao, whose pill was nearly formed, saw Xu Chen arrive and sneered: "Xu Chen, my combat power may be slightly inferior to yours, but this pill—I'll crush you. And even if you knew alchemy, you wouldn't have time—hahaha."

His words dripped with arrogance and bravado.

Xu Chen nodded: Fine—a qualified villain. Too bad, I'm even more qualified.

He asked: "Have you never heard of the E'nan Disturbance?" Yang Hao frowned: "What E'nan Disturbance?"

Xu Chen sighed: "Forget it. A newly emerged Saint Son, utterly conceited—ignorance is expected." He glanced at Yang Hao's refining pill: Qixuan Mingmen Pill, used to restore massive vitality during grave injury and prevent immediate death.

The pill had considerable utility, but judging from Yang Hao's refinement, it was likely Seven-Rank Medium Quality.

"A mere Seven-Rank Medium Quality Qixuan Mingmen Pill—and you dare be so arrogant?"

"You've been refining for four or five hours like a waste." Xu Chen said coolly.

Yang Hao's face darkened: "Who told you my pill is only Seven-Rank Medium Quality?" Xu Chen didn't bother to speak: "Didn't your useless teacher tell you?"

"Your neglect of cultivation and alchemy means your skill is too low. Though you're a Seven-Grade Alchemist, you're only a Seven-Rank Medium Quality Alchemist. I suggest you send your Sacred Land's strongest alchemical prodigy instead." As he spoke, Xu Chen ignited Flame in the Pill Furnace.

Yang Hao coldly said: "I'll show you how I refine a Seven-Rank Extreme-Grade Pill and summon the Pill Tribulation."

Xu Chen laughed: "Good—you've successfully amused me." Then, before everyone's stunned gaze, just as before, he tossed over a hundred Spirit Medicines directly into the Pill Furnace.

Last time, Xu Chen had no Pill Furnace, so refining was slightly harder.

This time, with the Pill Furnace, it was clearly easier. His heart remained utterly calm—after all, this low-grade Seventh-Grade pill meant nothing to him. This time, he only wanted to tell Taichu Sacred Land: don't provoke Jixia Xuegong—or he wouldn't even bother touching it.

"What? He threw all over a hundred Spirit Medicines in!"

"Holy shit, I have no idea what pill he's trying to make!"

"He's insane—who can control over a hundred Spirit Medicines at once?"

Instantly, everyone gasped, thinking Xu Chen had lost his mind. But the next second, they were dumbfounded.

Because within dozens of breaths, all hundred-plus herbs had completely melted into liquid.

A Pill Embryo, under Xu Chen's control, slowly took shape.

"I—I saw what? In less than half a quarter-hour, he turned the Spirit Medicines into a Pill Embryo?"

"The entire process had zero flaws—his technique is bizarre, unprecedented in the world."

"If he completes this pill, it will change the entire alchemy world!"

At this moment, those from the frontier and other sects stood frozen in utter shock.

In all their lives, they had never seen anyone achieve such a level of alchemy.

How the hell did this Xu Chen cultivate?!