347: This was a great deal!

"Hahaha! Satisfying! Truly satisfying!"

Watching the Moyang Sect Flying Boat turn into a black dot and disappear on the horizon, Lei Zhenzi could no longer hold back and let out a wild laugh, his voice shaking the surroundings.

"Senior Brother Dan! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! With that finishing blow of yours, I fear Mo Qingxuan will cough up three liters of blood when she returns! Disciple Delong, well done! That cut was both ruthless and precise!"

"Hmph, she asked for it!" Leng Yuekui gave a cold snort, but her gaze toward Yao Delong carried a hint of approval.

White Cloud Master sat upright in the main seat, a rare look of gratification appearing on his face. His gaze fell on Yao Delong, full of admiration: "Delong, you handled this matter extremely well. Not only did you shatter the slander of the Moyang Sect and raise the prestige of our Sect, but you also used their own methods against them, winning real benefits for our Sect and valuable resources for yourself. This is a great achievement!"

Yao Delong bowed respectfully: "This Disciple dares not claim credit; it all relies on the prestige of the Sect. With the Sect Head and all the Senior Martial Uncles presiding, this Disciple had the confidence to deal with them."

At this moment, he was lovingly stroking the fire-red "fire qilin armor" in his hands.

The armor felt warm to the touch, like high-quality warm jade, and red light flowed on its surface, as if magma was slowly surging inside.

The powerful fire-attribute energy echoed faintly with the Yuan power of his "Nine Yang Heaven Burning Art", and the thick, solid defensive fluctuations made him feel incredibly reassured.

With this armor protecting his body, his survival ability would undoubtedly rise to a new level!

"As for these seven-leaf spirit nurturing grasses..." Yao Delong turned his gaze to the ten Spiritual Plants, which were full of Spiritual Qi, with leaves stretching out like green jade and a speck of crimson soul-stamen in the center. He already had a plan in mind.

He was determined to get the Soul Transformation Stage Pill! These were exactly one of the core main ingredients for refining the Soul Transformation Stage Pill.

He immediately picked up the cold jade box sealed with the nine-leaf soul returning grass and walked to Dan Chenzi, offering it with both hands: "Junior Martial Uncle, this item is a pearl covered in dust in my hands; only in your hands can it exert its true value. This Disciple is borrowing flowers to present to Buddha, please accept it, Junior Martial Uncle."

Dan Chenzi looked at the cold jade box, a flash of light passing through his eyes, but he immediately waved his hand with a smile, his face showing a kind of benevolence that was "thinking for you": "Delong, Junior Martial Uncle accepts your heart. However, you should keep this nine-leaf soul returning grass for yourself."

"Junior Martial Uncle?" Yao Delong was a bit surprised.

Dan Chenzi stroked his beard and said earnestly: "This item is indeed precious, it is a main ingredient for refining many eighth-grade Divine Pills. But you have just advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm, your Foundation is just set, and in the future, when you impact the Soul Transformation Realm or even higher Realms, this item will have its own wonderful uses. Especially the trace of 'soul returning' Origin contained within it, which is of great benefit for stabilizing the Primordial Spirit, resisting the Heart Demon, and even attempting to condense the Primordial Spirit Dharma Image in the future! How could Junior Martial Uncle take away this Opportunity of yours? You should keep it well, it will have great use in the future."

Yao Delong was touched; his Revered Master was truly considering his long-term future.

Seeing that Dan Chenzi's attitude was firm, he no longer insisted and turned to look at White Cloud Master, who was sitting in the main seat: "Sect Head Senior Martial Uncle, this Medicinal Pill could be formed because the Spiritual Materials used all came from the Sect's treasury. This nine-leaf soul returning grass is of huge value, this Disciple dares not enjoy it alone and is willing to hand it over to the Sect."

Hearing this, the look of admiration in White Cloud Master's eyes became even stronger. He shook his head slightly, his voice gentle but with unquestionable authority: "Delong, it is very good that you have this heart. But the Sect has its own rules. You used your own ability to refine such Medicinal Pills during the Sect assessment, and used this to resolve the crisis, winning reputation and real benefits for the Sect. This nine-leaf soul returning grass is the Opportunity and reward you deserve! The Sect's treasury is full, it does not lack this one Spiritual Plant. You can rest assured and accept it."

"Yes, thank you, Sect Head Senior Martial Uncle!"

Yao Delong did not decline anymore and solemnly put the cold jade box into the depths of his Storage Ring. This trust and regard made his heart feel a little warm.

White Cloud Master's gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on Yao Delong, saying sternly: "Yao Delong, now that the true transmission assessment is over, you have passed Alchemy, combat power, and Heart-Nature, and your performance was outstanding. There is only the last round of tasks outside the Sect, and then you can officially be promoted to true transmission! Rest well these few days, stabilize your Realm, and familiarize yourself with your newly acquired treasures. After the Sect drafts a suitable task for you, we will notify you."

"This Disciple obeys!" Yao Delong bowed and responded.

Refining pills these past few days had indeed consumed a lot of mental energy, and he also needed time to properly digest what he had gained, especially the fire qilin armor.

Meanwhile, in the Void Realm channel leading to the Moyang Sect, far away from the Yin Yang Sect.

The Moyang Sect's ferocious black Flying Boat was traveling at an extremely fast speed, and the atmosphere was as oppressive as solidified lead.

Mo Qingxuan slumped on the soft couch in the main cabin, her face still pale, her eyes hollow, but her hands were tightly clutching the jade bottle containing the "nine revolutions spirit nurturing pill", as if it were her only straw to save her life.

The huge humiliation and worry about her son's safety were like two poisonous snakes, constantly biting at her mind.

Han Yingxing sat on the side, looking at Mo Qingxuan's distraught appearance, feeling both distressed and helpless. He hesitated for a moment, but still spoke cautiously, breaking the dead silence: "Junior Sister... neither of us is an Alchemist, this seventh-grade spirit nurturing pill... does it really have the miraculous effect that Yao Delong and Dan Chenzi bragged about? After all... Junior Sister, you paid ten five-hundred-year-old seven-leaf spirit nurturing grasses, a high-grade heavenly artifact armor, and a nine-leaf soul returning grass!"

These words were like a thunderclap, instantly exploding in Mo Qingxuan's chaotic mind!

That's right!

She sat up straight, a light of suspicion and uncertainty erupting in her eyes!

Just now in the Yin Yang Sect's main hall, led on by that Revered Master and Disciple singing in harmony, plus her eagerness to save her son, she was completely led by the nose!

Although the Aura of that Medicinal Pill was pure and felt like it could nourish the Divine Soul, what was the specific effect?

Could it really wake up Xiao Chen? Could it be that Yao Delong was playing tricks?

Intentionally exaggerating and cheating her out of so many treasures?

Huge suspicion and an anger of being fooled instantly surged into her heart!

"Senior Brother... you are right!" Mo Qingxuan's voice trembled, her eyes becoming sharp, "We cannot go back just like this! Go to the Royal Capital! Go to the Alchemist Association! Immediately! Right now! Find a seventh-grade Grandmaster to appraise this pill! If this pill is fake, or if the effect is not good... even if I, Mo Qingxuan, have to risk my dao foundation collapsing, I will kill my way back to the Yin Yang Sect and slice that Yao Delong to pieces!"

Her words were full of deep-seated hatred and a hint of crazy determination.

Han Yingxing felt a chill in his heart and nodded quickly: "Okay! We will go to the Royal Capital Alchemist Association right now!"

The Flying Boat adjusted its direction immediately, its speed increased, and it rushed toward the Royal Capital of the Ba Xia Dynasty.

After only half a day, the Flying Boat landed in the central area of the Royal Capital, in front of a building complex that occupied a huge area, was magnificent, and exuded a rich medicinal fragrance and an ancient atmosphere.

On the huge plaque, five golden characters were written in a flamboyant manner — Alchemist Association!