pjbooks Chapter 437 Alchemy Competition 0.5
Chapter 437 Alchemy Competition 0.5
Faced with the questioning gaze of his friend, Immortal Lord Qingyang was also a little embarrassed. He said softly, "Senior Qiyan has been preparing for this day for a long time. He will not allow anyone to ruin it."
Immortal Lord Qingxu sneered: "Why would I be afraid of an old man who is thousands of years old?"
Immortal Lord Qingyang stopped his friend from making another move: "Calm down! As Xiao Jiu's uncle, how could I not consider her feelings?"
The competition details had already been sent to us elders, and were only finalized after confirmation by the sect leader and me.
This is Senior Qi Yan's obsession, and it won't affect these juniors.
Senior Qi Yan has served diligently on the battlefield for many years, and this is his only request. It's not something we, the five major sects, can refuse!
"What does Heaven say?" Immortal Lord Qingxu asked calmly, as if walking through a cold river, his body exuding a chill that was not sharp. His gaze was fixed on the small secret realm.
"Senior Qi Yan made a deal with the Heavenly Dao, and it's said he paid a huge price. The Heavenly Dao's attitude is tacit approval," said Immortal Lord Qingyang.
The Qingxu Sword was not sheathed, and Immortal Lord Qingxu stood still in the air without leaving, but Immortal Lord Qingyang knew that his friend had tacitly agreed.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It could be said that the good days that Xuan Tian Continent had today were all earned through fighting to the death on the battlefield.
At the most tragic moment, he and Qingxu were both summoned to the battlefield, which was only the innermost area, still fraught with danger.
Qi Yan, a veteran alchemy master, is of paramount importance on the battlefield.
In a sense, everyone on the Xuan Tian Continent owes a debt to those predecessors on the battlefield.
Therefore, even the Five Great Sects could not refuse Qi Yan's request!
The Way of Heaven is always both benevolent and cruel. Qi Yan must have paid an unbearable price for such a heaven-defying act in order to secure a glimmer of hope for the people in the secret realm.
Having put in so much effort and preparation, only to have it sabotaged at the crucial moment, Qi Yan will absolutely fight to the death with the perpetrator.
Even Qingxu Immortal Lord had to consider whether he really had to be so ruthless, and weigh what was most beneficial for Cheng Jiu.
Immortal Lord Qingxu was not afraid, but he also had to consider whether it was worth it to make an enemy of an immortal for his disciple.
Since there is no impact, it is not unreasonable for Immortal Lord Qingxu to turn a blind eye.
But if Qi Yan were to use any tricks, it would only mean killing one more person. Qingxu Immortal Lord's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his sword was not without its advantages.
In a flash, Immortal Lord Qingxu devised the most advantageous plan for Cheng Jiu and devised a backup plan accordingly.
In the secret realm, Cheng Jiu has already begun refining pills. The pills with the Seven-Leaf Jade Fire as the main ingredient are unprecedented and exist only in imagination.
The guidance given to Cheng Jiu was nothing more than a few strokes of the idea in the mural, which the owner himself had not perfected.
This is no less difficult than creating a completely new elixir formula from scratch.
The green flames burned painfully, but none of the alchemists watching from the outside could bear to look away.
Cheng Jiu's movements as he refined the pills were sluggish and hesitant.
Fortunately, Cheng Jiu Jie had all the spiritual medicines that Qi Yan had envisioned; otherwise, he would have perished halfway through the first step.
There were several kinds of spiritual medicine in the side chamber, which were obviously prepared by the owner of the secret realm, and they were quite complete.
However, after thousands of years, the medicinal effects have almost completely dissipated, and it can no longer be used.
The man became very quiet when Cheng Jiu was refining pills, as if he had become quite used to watching the alchemist refine pills.
An overly quiet environment is very friendly to most alchemists.
"boom!"
The alchemy furnace emitted a slight explosion sound, which did not surprise Cheng Jiu at all.
If this elixir were so easy to refine, and could be made simply by imagining it, then it wouldn't have been sentenced to death until now.
It's important to know that there are always many geniuses in the cultivation world. If it weren't for countless failures and the inability to see any possibility of success, this imagined elixir wouldn't just exist as a concept.