402: Peng Yu lost

Nine streaks of pill thunder fell sequentially, and Peng Yue steadily received them all.

Immediately, the thunder clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and before long, the weather became calm and sunny.

Peng Yue looked at Peng Yang and whispered, "Do you have information on this contestant?"

Peng Yang nodded slightly, "Yes, we do. We collected data on all participants in case of need."

Peng Yue whispered, "Try to see if we can recruit this Alchemist into Medicine King Valley. He certainly has some capability and can be granted the status of a Core Disciple."

Peng Yang nodded slightly, "Understood!"

In the following hour, not a single contestant completed their refinement, until Zi Chen made his move.

Thunder clouds rolled once again in the sky.

However, the density of these thunder clouds far surpassed that of the previous contestant; they could be described as thick as ink.

Purple lightning flashed, putting immense pressure on everyone present.

Seeing such terrifying thunder clouds, the audience below the stage was utterly shocked.

"Holy cow, the density of these thunder clouds can't even be compared to the last time!"

"Which great expert made a move? Oh, it's Zi Chen! That explains it, that explains it!"

"Zi Chen is truly a heaven-sent Prodigy! To be able to summon such dense thunder clouds, needless to say, the Medicinal Pill he refined must be a supreme grade."

"The first contestant was fast but weak; this Zi Chen is both fast and fierce! I feel his strength is already enough to compete for the champion title."

While everyone was still discussing animatedly, the thunder clouds in the sky finished brewing and struck down towards Zi Chen.

Peng Yue raised his right hand again, and a golden handprint appeared above Zi Chen's head.

The power of just the first streak of pill thunder was greater than the ninth streak of pill thunder from the contestant who won the lottery.

The subsequent pill thunder also grew stronger each time, reaching a truly astonishing degree.

Lu Xingchen was also startled.

He knew in his heart that since Zi Chen dared to make a bet with him, he must possess some real skill, but he hadn't expected Zi Chen to be so incredible.

Judging by the power of this pill thunder, the eighth-grade pill he refined was already High Grade, infinitely close to that of a Ninth-Grade Alchemist.

Even Peng Yu might not be able to defeat him!

After the nine streaks of pill thunder concluded, the thunder clouds slowly dissipated.

Peng Yue frowned tightly, looked at Peng Yang, and said in a deep voice, "Recruit this Zi Chen into Medicine King Valley at any cost. This man has the potential for the Ninth Grade; even I, at his age, could not refine a Medicinal Pill of such quality."

Peng Yang was startled and said in a deep voice, "Valley Master, this Zi Chen is a member of the Qingyang Kingdom's Hall of Offerings and is the youngest offering. If we want to win him over, we must negotiate with the Qingyang Kingdom, and that will not be an easy task."

Peng Yue said in a deep voice, "Our Medicine King Valley is a Ninth-Rank Sect. We have more than one Ninth-Grade Alchemist within the Sect, and Eighth-Grade Alchemists are countless. When it comes to financial power, no one is stronger than us."

"If Zi Chen doesn't agree, then overwhelm him with money. If ten million won't work, try one hundred million, or one billion! His value cannot be measured by mere money!"

Seeing his father place such importance on Zi Chen, Peng Yang was shocked and immediately nodded heavily.

"I understand! But, Valley Master, do you think Peng Yu can defeat this Zi Chen?"

Peng Yue said in a deep voice, "It's hard to say. Peng Yu's Alchemy and Zi Chen's are evenly matched. If they really have to decide a winner, it will depend on performance and luck. Whether our Medicine King Valley can retain the title of Pill King this time is truly uncertain!"

Peng Yang gave a wry smile, "Last Alchemist Convention, that fellow Jiang Taishen snatched the champion title, which already made our Medicine King Valley a laughingstock. If we fail again this time, it will have a very negative impact on our reputation."

Peng Yue said in a deep voice, "Reputation isn't important. As long as I am here, Medicine King Valley's influence in the central province will not be damaged. The urgent matter is to enhance the strength of our Medicine King Valley."

That terrifying pill thunder caused the audience below the stage to gasp in continuous admiration, and everyone was cheering for Zi Chen.

Especially the other offerings from the Qingyang Kingdom who came to watch the battle were already beginning to celebrate.

After Zi Chen, other contestants gradually completed their refinement.

But their performance could only be considered average and was incomparable to Zi Chen's.

Everyone waited quietly for Peng Yu to make her move.

Looking at the current situation, the only person who could contend with Zi Chen was this Saintess from Medicine King Valley.

Another two hours passed, more than half the contestants had completed their refinement, and Peng Yu finally presented her work.

The Medicinal Pill she refined was precisely the soul refining pill she had previously given to Lu Xingchen.

She had specifically requested this Pill Formula from Peng Yue, paying a significant price.

But as long as she could win the championship, everything would be worth it.

As the soul refining pill was produced, dense thunder clouds once again gathered in the sky, in no way inferior to Zi Chen's.

Sharp-eyed people immediately noticed that Peng Yu had made her move, and cheers erupted across the Plaza.

"Saintess Peng Yu has made her move! Indeed, the title of one of the eight prodigies of the central province is not for nothing; you know her capability the moment the Saintess acts!"

"The only one who can contend with Zi Chen is this Saintess of Medicine King Valley. They truly are having a Peak showdown!"

"Who do you think will ultimately win this competition?"

"I truly dare not say. Saintess Peng Yu's strength is expected, but Zi Chen, this dark horse, is also extraordinary! I can no longer tell the difference."

"To be able to witness such a wonderful competition with my own eyes, I can die without regrets."

The thunder clouds in the sky brewed for a moment, and then the pill thunder fell.

But everyone sensed a hint of trouble.

The pill thunder summoned by Peng Yu was comparable to Zi Chen's, but it was still slightly lacking.

Although the difference was extremely subtle, the majority of those present were Alchemists with incredibly strong Soul Power, and they could still perceive the minute distinction.

In this confrontation, Peng Yu had lost!

Lu Xingchen had been observing the situation outside, and when he discovered that Peng Yu had been defeated, he sighed softly.

This Zi Chen truly is an unparalleled Prodigy, possessing such strength.

It seems winning this bet will not be an easy task.

But the arrow was on the bowstring and had to be shot; now Lu Xingchen had no choice but to go all out.

On the arena stage, Peng Yue also sighed softly.

"Peng Yu lost!"

Peng Yang stared intently at Zi Chen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"It's such a pity, Peng Yu must have performed poorly. If she had performed normally, she definitely could have defeated Zi Chen!"

Peng Yue frowned and said in a deep voice, "Regardless of the reason, a loss is a loss."

"This is a beautiful era, with Prodigies emerging constantly, and the Human Race becoming incomparably strong. If Peng Yu wants to keep up and not fall behind, she still needs to work hard. Once the Convention is over, I will put Peng Yu through devilish training!"

Peng Yang nodded slightly and said softly, "It's not that Peng Yu is too weak, but that her opponent is too strong. Devilish training is too tough; it will truly be difficult for Peng Yu!"