69: Chapter 69 Eighth-Rank Alchemist
Seeing the confident look in Han Feng's eyes, Chen Yang smiled; he would let Han Feng know what a genius Alchemist truly was.
Chen Yang raised his hand, and the Green Lotus Core Flame surged out, condensing into a cauldron before him.
Watching Chen Yang's actions, Han Feng's jaw almost dropped in shock. But when he came to his senses, fear took over, and cold sweat began to bead on his back.
Han Feng gritted his teeth. With just this display, he knew he was no match for Chen Yang in the art of fire control. Now, he could only gamble that Chen Yang would be unable to refine a seventh-rank pill.
After all, proficiency in fire control did not necessarily mean one's alchemy skills were superior.
Having figured this out, Han Feng stopped looking at Chen Yang and focused on refining his own pill. He had to give his undivided attention, or this seventh-rank pill would certainly cause the furnace to explode.
Chen Yang, on the other hand, looked completely relaxed. While refining his pill, he chatted and flirted with Gu Yuena and Yun Yun, as if he didn't take this pill seriously at all.
This time, Chen Yang was refining a low-grade Eighth Grade Pill, the zongling pill.
The effect of this pill was the same as the Huangji Pill, but it could help a Dou Zong break through one or two stars without any side effects. It was specifically refined by Chen Yang for Gu Yuena.
After all, Gu Yuena had already reached the Dou Zong level. If she were to cultivate steadily like this, there was no telling when she would break through to the Dou Zun level. Taking some pills was a good idea; it would at least speed up her progress.
Chen Yang's refining speed was much faster than Han Feng's. Five days had passed; Han Feng still had a third of his medicinal materials left to refine, while Chen Yang had already begun to condense his pill.
A faint scent of medicine wafted across the entire square. Watching Chen Yang nearing completion, the cold sweat on Han Feng's face increased.
Although he had set up a contingency plan, he wasn't sure if the people present could take down two Dou Zong.
It was very likely they would escape, and if that happened, he would be finished.
To be a Dou Zong at such a young age, this person must have come from some major clan. A young master like that was someone Han Feng could not afford to provoke.
"Boom!"
A massive beam of light shot out from Chen Yang's furnace. Thunderclouds began to gather in the sky, and the sound of lightning rang out incessantly. Everyone looked up at the sky in astonishment.
"What is this?" Su Mei asked, her face full of surprise.
Mo Tianxing pondered for a moment before saying slowly, "Could this be the legendary Pill Lightning!"
"It seems this Han Li is also refining a seventh-rank pill. Han Feng has lost. With such a refining speed, no matter how Han Feng refines, he cannot compare."
Su Qian stared at the Pill Lightning in the sky with amazement, effectively sentencing Han Feng to death with his words.
Han Feng looked at the Pill Lightning in the sky with a deathly pale expression. Others didn't understand, but he did—that was not a seventh-rank pill; it was an Eighth Grade Pill.
The person before him was not a Sixth-Rank Alchemist at all, but a true Grade 8 Alchemist!
A Grade 8 Alchemist at the same level as Yao Lao!
He had only ever seen such Pill Lightning when Yao Lao was refining an Eighth Grade Pill.
"Bang!" Just as Han Feng lost his focus, the furnace before him exploded. Han Feng looked disheveled and covered in ash; his attempt to refine the pill had failed.
A massive bolt of lightning struck the golden barrier above Chen Yang's head, causing ripples to spread across it.
The Pill Lightning dissipated, and a pill emitting a strange glow appeared before everyone's eyes. It seemed to possess a consciousness, instantly attempting to flee, but it collided with the barrier.
Chen Yang waved his hand gently, and the pill obediently returned to his grasp. Chen Yang placed it into a jade bottle and handed it to Gu Yuena, saying slowly, "Han Feng, what I refined is an Eighth Grade Pill, the zongling pill. May I ask where your pill is?"
Looking at Han Feng's soot-covered face, Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Everyone present was stunned by Chen Yang's mention of an Eighth Grade Pill.
An Eighth Grade Pill—they had never seen one in their entire lives, and even seventh-rank pills were rarely seen.
"Eight... Eighth Grade Pill, is that true?" A spectator asked with trembling lips.
Mo Tianxing sighed and said, "How could we dare to make an enemy of such an Alchemist? An Eighth Grade Pill... if I could have just one, I would be willing to die for it."
"Han Feng, give me the Heavenly Flame. You wouldn't be thinking of welching on the debt, would you?" Chen Yang raised an eyebrow and said slowly to Han Feng.
Han Feng gritted his teeth. Only now did he realize this was a conspiracy, but fortunately, he had made preparations.
"Give it to me, take these three down!"
Hearing Han Feng's voice, no one dared to move. After all, they could distinguish between a Grade 8 and a Sixth-Rank Alchemist.
Seeing that the reinforcements he had hired wouldn't make a move, Han Feng completely panicked and hurriedly shouted again, "Quickly, make a move for me! I can refine three more pills for each of you, how about that!"
Although Han Feng's offer was very attractive, they still didn't attack, instead quietly watching everything on the stage from the sidelines.
Chen Yang curled his lips and said slowly, "Han Feng, it seems you are prepared to renege on your debt."
"Take Han Feng down for me, and each of you will receive a high-grade seventh-rank pill, customizable."
As soon as Chen Yang's words fell, everyone stared at Han Feng with burning eyes. Mo Tianxing laughed aloud and said, "Brother Han Li, this brat Han Feng actually dares not to honor the agreement. Watch me capture him."
Seeing Mo Tianxing make a move, everyone present couldn't help but fly toward Han Feng, ready to get a piece of the action. Even Su Qian was no exception.
"Hahaha, Han Feng, you have this coming!" Su Qian laughed, flying up directly and reaching out to grab Han Feng.
Seeing that everyone wanted to take him down, Han Feng was completely panicked. He took a jade slip directly from his storage ring, crushed it, and shouted loudly.
"This is what you forced me to do!"
"I respectfully invite you, Uncle-Master Mu Gu!"
"Jie jie jie!"
"Kid Han Feng, it seems you've encountered some trouble."
A massive black mist instantly shrouded the sky, and the sinister laughter spread throughout the entire Maple City. A man in black robes with an aged face appeared in the sky.
Seeing the man appear, Han Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Uncle-Master Mu Gu, quickly help me take this brat down! He has the Green Lotus Core Flame in his hands."
Looking at the man who had suddenly appeared, everyone present broke out in a cold sweat. There was only one possibility for such an expert: he was a Dou Zun!
Such a person was someone they absolutely could not deal with. They all landed on the ground and bowed respectfully to Mu Gu. "Greetings, my lord!"
However, Mu Gu ignored these ants and instead directed his gaze in the direction Han Feng was pointing. There stood a young man, very handsome, with a straight posture and an imposing manner. The two women standing behind him were also very beautiful.
"Kid, are you the one who has the Green Lotus Core Flame?"
Chen Yang looked at Mu Gu and said with a smile, "Of course. Do you want it?"
Chen Yang hadn't expected that killing a Han Feng would bring such an unexpected surprise. This Mu Gu was, after all, Yao Lao's senior fellow apprentice; he must possess many medicinal materials and pill recipes.
"Kid, are you not afraid of me?"
Mu Gu looked at the smile on Chen Yang's face and asked in confusion. He was a Dou Zun expert, yet this kid wasn't afraid. Didn't he see how these people were trembling beneath him?
"Hehe, kid, you sure can put on a show. Go to hell!"
Without any warning, Mu Gu struck out directly, sending a massive black palm print attacking toward Chen Yang!