71: Chapter 71 The Pill King of Central Plains? Get in line!

Ever since the Dao Sermon Assembly, the scene outside the mountain gates of the Taixuan Sect had completely changed.

It used to be deserted, but now it was bustling with activity—no, it was filled with sword lights like Dragons.

At the foot of the mountain, a long queue had formed spontaneously, winding from the mountain gate for over a dozen miles.

The people in the queue came from all over the Eastern Wasteland; there were Loose Cultivators, Elders from small Sects, and even Disciples from some prominent Families. The lowest cultivation base among them was the Foundation Establishment Stage.

They were not here to become Disciples, because the entrance examination of the Taixuan Sect had become perversely strict.

They were just here to queue up, hoping to purchase one of the Taixuan Sect's newly released "Dao Enlightenment Pills"—which were actually just ordinary eggs laid by the hens Su Changge kept, containing a trace of Spiritual Qi.

But after being packaged by Ji Wushuang, the "Chief Publicity Officer," this item had become a supreme Divine Pill that "contained the charm of the Dao Ancestor's sermon and helped Cultivators break through their Bottleneck."

At this moment, at the very front of the queue, an Outer Sect Disciple was shouting at the top of his lungs: "Today's 'Dao Enlightenment Pills' are sold out! Fellow Daoists, please return; come early tomorrow!"

A wail immediately rose from the crowd.

"Gone again? I've been queuing here for three days and three nights!"

"Fellow Daoist, please make an exception. Can I pay more? I'll pay ten times the price!"

"Get lost! What do you think our Taixuan Sect is? I said they're sold out, so they're sold out! If you dare to make any more noise, you'll be disqualified from the queue!" the Disciple said with an arrogant look on his Face.

Once upon a time, when Disciples of the Taixuan Sect went out, they walked with their heads bowed, fearing they would be looked down upon.

Now, any random Outer Sect Disciple could order a Golden Core Cultivator around, and the other party would still have to smile and curry favor.

This change made all the Taixuan Sect Disciples stand tall, and their reverence for the Supreme Ancestor on Changge Peak grew even deeper.

Just then, a brilliant ray of pill-glow pierced through the sky, accompanied by a rich medicinal fragrance, and finally transformed into a luxurious flying boat made of thousand-year-old medicinal wood, hovering above the Taixuan Sect mountain gate.

On the flying boat stood an old man wearing an Eight Trigrams Daoist robe, looking like an immortal with an arrogant gaze, his hands clasped behind his back.

He glanced at the long queue below, frowned, and said in a loud voice: "Chen Xuan, the Pill King of the Central Plains, has come to pay a visit to Senior Su Changge of the Taixuan Sect! You lot, report this immediately!"

The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"The Pill King of the Central Plains? Is that Chen Xuan, the one known as the number one Alchemist in the Eastern Wasteland?!"

"Heavens! Even such a big shot has come?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Chen Xuan was very satisfied with the crowd's reaction and a hint of self-satisfaction appeared on his Face. He believed that once he announced his name, the Sect Head of the Taixuan Sect would surely come out to welcome him in a fluster.

However, he waited for a long time, but the expected welcoming party did not appear. Instead, a handsome young man in white robes walked slowly out of the mountain gate and blocked his path.

It was none other than Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang's status in the Taixuan Sect was currently very unique; he was neither a Disciple nor an Elder, but the "book boy and bodyguard" of the Supreme Ancestor, so everyone had to give him some Face.

He glanced at the flying boat in the sky, then at Chen Xuan, and said indifferently: "Visit Mr. Su? Sure."

Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Ji Wushuang pointed to the endless queue at the foot of the mountain and said: "Go to the back and queue up."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire scene went dead silent.

All the Cultivators in the queue looked at Ji Wushuang as if he were an idiot, and then looked at Chen Xuan in the sky with the expressions of people watching a good show.

Make the Pill King of the Central Plains queue up?

This guy is way too brave!

Chen Xuan's Face turned black instantly. He was the dignified Pill King of the Central Plains; wherever he went, wasn't he treated as an honored guest? Today, he was actually told by a mere brat to queue up with a bunch of low-level Cultivators?

"Presumptuous!" Chen Xuan roared, and a powerful Aura belonging to the Late Nascent Soul Stage crushed towards Ji Wushuang. "What are you? How dare you speak to this King like that?"

Facing that terrifying Aura, Ji Wushuang did not change his expression, and not even the corner of his clothes moved.

His golden eyes looked coldly at Chen Xuan.

"I will say this one more time."

"If you want to see Mr. Su, go and queue up."

"If you don't want to queue, get lost."

"This is the Taixuan Sect, Mr. Su's territory; it is not a place where you can run wild."

Ji Wushuang's voice was cold and overbearing. Behind him, the Nine Dragon totem of the Yaoguang Holy Land faintly emerged, and the majesty belonging to a Saint erupted with a boom.

Chen Xuan's Aura was forcefully pushed back in the Face of this even more overbearing majesty.

"Yaoguang Saint?!" Chen Xuan was terrified.

He never expected that this young man, who looked like a doorman, would actually be Ji Wushuang, the Saint of the Yaoguang Holy Land!

Why was he here? And why was he so respectful to that Su Changge?

A stormy sea surged in Chen Xuan's heart.

He looked at Ji Wushuang's unquestionable gaze, then at the surrounding Cultivators who were just there to watch the show, and his old Face flushed to the color of liver.

To advance was to invite humiliation.

To retreat was to lose all Face.

He, the dignified Pill King of the Central Plains, had actually been forced into a dilemma where he could neither advance nor retreat!

Just then, a lazy voice drifted down from Changge Peak.

"Wushuang, let him come up. It just so happens I have something I want to ask an Alchemist about."

It was Su Changge's voice.

Upon hearing the voice, Ji Wushuang immediately withdrew all his Aura and respectfully bowed in the direction of Changge Peak: "Yes, Mr. Su."

Then, he looked up and said coldly to Chen Xuan: "You're lucky. Mr. Su is willing to see you. Follow me."

Chen Xuan's Face turned green and then white. Finally, he suppressed the anger in his heart, put away his flying boat, and followed behind Ji Wushuang with a gloomy Face.

He wanted to see exactly what kind of three-headed, six-armed figure this Su Changge was, that he could make a Yaoguang Saint willingly act as a doorman!