Everyone looked at Li Cangxu in surprise, their gazes towards Yang Zhen becoming odd.
âWhat⦠what can I say? Yang Zhen really messed up this time.â
âHe was aiming to disrupt the Ghost Pill Masterâs cognition, but he ended up aiding Li Cangxu instead. Now that Li Cangxu has assimilated Yang Zhenâs path, there will come a day when he will be unable to advance further and be forced to sever his path. How could Yang Zhen survive then?â
âWait until then? With Li Cangxuâs madman personality, would he even wait till then?â
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord stood unmoving, watching Li Cangxu with a complex expression. He sighed and said, âI did not anticipate this outcomeâ¦Yang Zhenâ¦what a pity!â
No one knew whether the âpityâ referred to by Heavenly Snow Saint Lord was for Yang Zhen or Li Cangxu.
Given the strength of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land, no one believed that Yang Zhen could withstand Li Cangxuâs path severance. As Li Cangxu had assimilated Yang Zhenâs path, Yang Zhen had to die for Li Cangxu to reach his full potential.
Li Cangxu stood his ground, quietly watching Yang Zhen. He nodded and said, âI will wait for you to refine your pill.â
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped. Yang Zhenâs actions were hard to fathom, and who could understand the madness of Li Cangxu?
With the situation as it was, the Ghost Pill Master seemed to have been forgotten. Even with the broken Skull Furnace, even if Yang Zhen turned a pile of excrement into a pill, he was clearly the victor in this contest.
The Ghost Pill Masterâs cognition was now shattered. Given his current state, it was already remarkable that he could regain his senses, let alone refine pills.
After Li Cangxu finished speaking, he watched Yang Zhen with a smile. When everyoneâs eyes fell on Yang Zhen, they all had strange looks on their faces.
At this time, could Yang Zhen still calmly refine a pill?
Sure enough, Yang Zhen shook his head. Just as everyone was about to let out a sigh, Yang Zhen suddenly clapped his hands and said, âYou donât have to wait!â
Everyone watched as Yang Zhen pulled out a large pill bottle, held up the pill furnace with both hands, and poured out a bottleful of jade-like liquid, their eyes bulging out in surprise.
Howâ¦how could this happen?
Everyone was dumbstruck, exchanging looks of disbelief. Who would have thought this would be the outcome? Wasnât this the Alchemy Grandmaster who was supposed to refine pills and reveal celestial phenomena when a pill was successfully refined?
Did it end just like that?
What was that pile of stuff he poured out?
The Ghost Pill Master looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, pointing at him in fury and asking, âYang Zhen, are you playing me for a fool?â
âPlaying you?â Yang Zhen paused, shook his head, pried away the drooling catâs head from the bottle, nodded in satisfaction after closing its lid, then addressed the Ghost Pill Master, âNo, everythingâs fine. Why would this Sao Saint play you?â
âIf youâre not playing with me, then what did you just produce?â The Ghost Pill Master roared out, looking at Yang Zhen with an expression of frustrated rage, as if heâd been swindled.
The crowd too stared blankly at Yang Zhen. Was thisâ¦a failure?
Were these two here to make a comedy show?
Oneâs pill furnace was shattered, his cognition broken, the other had been refining for half the day and ended up creating⦠soup?
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In the crowd, GuanGuan looked at the pill bottle in Yang Zhenâs hand in disbelief. She sniffed the air, catching the fragrance of the pill, and her eyes went wide as saucers. Noticing the drooling cat repeatedly reaching for the bottle only to be pushed away by Yang Zhen, her eyes grew even larger.
The Little Fatty watched Yang Zhen in disbelief, then looked at GuanGuan. He approached her and asked in confusion, âMiss Guan, what happened with Yang Zhen? Did he fail?â
GuanGuan shook her head, saying, âIâ¦I donât know. Perhaps it wasnât a failure, but⦠why didnât it turn into a pill?â
Little Fatty snorted, looking disappointed, and said, âIf it didnât turn into a pill, isnât that a failure? What is this soup supposed to be?â
Even the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord and Heavenly Snow Saint Lord were bewildered, staring at Yang Zhen as though they hadnât expected this outcome.
Taken aback, Li Cangxu burst into laughter. He pointed at Yang Zhen and said, âItâs good in a way. You abandoned the great path of cultivation and strayed onto the path of alchemy. Now that you have failed, you should concentrate on your cultivation for the futureâ¦â
âWho said it was a failure?â Yang Zhen looked at Li Cangxu and the Ghost Pill Master strangely, and snorted, âDoes a pill have to be round? Who made that rule?â
Who made that rule?
Everyone was stunned.
Damn it, who dictates these things? Werenât all the pills round since the emergence of alchemists?
âYang Zhen, stop talking nonsense. A failure is a failure. Do you think everyone here is a fool?â The Ghost Pill Master scoffed and turned to the Heavenly Snow Saint Lord and Heavenly Spring Saint Lord, saying, âSaint Lords, Yang Zhenâs alchemy has failed. The competition remains undecided; therefore, I respectfully request another match.â
Upon hearing the Ghost Pill Masterâs words, everyone present was astonished. Evidently, with Yang Zhenâs failure in alchemy, the Ghost Pill Masterâs heart was totally at ease. Despite not knowing what kind of pill Yang Zhen intended to concoct, he had failed in the end. Without the Skull Furnace, wouldnât it be easy for the Ghost Pill Master to surpass Yang Zhen?
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord wore a grim expression, while a smirk emerged on the Heavenly Spring Saint Lordâs face. He said, âSo be it. You two can compete again, but this time, neither of you shall disturb the other. Give it your allâ¦â
âNo need!â
While the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord was still speaking, a crisp voice suddenly interrupted. Hearing this, everyone present turned to look at the source of the voice.
It seemed that GuanGuan had conjured up the courage to speak up. When she saw everyone looking at her, she hesitated for a moment then grit her teeth, walked to side of Yang Zhen, and stared at the Ghost Pill Master with determination, saying, âThere is no need for a rematch, Ghost Pill Master. You canât win against Yang Zhen!â
âWhat?â
Berated by a young girl, the Ghost Pill Master experienced a surge of anger. He glared at GuanGuan and snarled, âYoung lady, be careful with your words. They might bring you disaster.â
Yang Zhen exclaimed in amusement, gave the Ghost Pill Master a look, and said, âDamn, do you feel accomplished by intimidating a little girl? If you utter another word, donât you believe this Sao Saint will turn you into a cockroach?â
The Ghost Pill Masterâs expression changed at Yang Zhenâs words. He was about to speak when the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord snorted and looked at GuanGuan, asking, âLittle girl, what did you mean by âno need for another match?'â
GuanGuan looked up at the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord and said, âBecause⦠because what Yang Zhen concocted was⦠the Sky Flower Pill!â
What?
Upon hearing âSky Flower Pillâ, the Heavenly Spring Saint Lordâs expression hardened. Surprised, he revealed a slight fluctuation in his temperament. The intense aura inadvertently emitted from him caused all the tables and chairs shattered by Li Cangxu to disintegrate into dust.
Sky Flower Pill!
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lordâs eyes also filled with disbelief. He hurriedly stepped forward, scrutinizing the soup in Yang Zhenâs hand and hesitated to ask, âGuanGuan, are you sure this is the Sky Flower Pill?â
GuanGuan looked at Yang Zhen and noticed the expression in his eyes. Suddenly, she broke into a smile and said, âYes, itâs definitely the Sky Flower Pill!â
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord gasped in awe, murmuring, âSky Flower in a flash, breaking through illusions, elevating cultivation. The mythical Sky Flower Pill, said to help any practitioner raise their cultivation level instantly, regardless of its rank, thisâ¦this is impossible! An Alchemy Grandmaster couldnât possibly concoct such an unimaginably potent pill, and moreover, what Yang Zhen concocted wasnât even a pill, but⦠a liquid!â
With an adoring look on her face, GuanGuan looked at Yang Zhen as if he were her idol. She began to explain, âExactly, an Alchemy Grandmaster couldnât possibly concoct the Sky Flower Pill. So, Yang Zhen never intended to make it into a pill. This is, this isâ¦â
âA form of diluted Sky Flower Pill, oh wait, it should be known as the Sky Flower Soup.â Yang Zhen chimed in, laughing heartily.