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Chapter 123

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Silence filled the hall as everyone looked at the Foundation Establishment Elixir that was hovering in midair.

Instinctively, everyone held their breaths as their gazes and minds were captivated by the elixir.

The five patterns on the elixir looked so mysterious and perfect, as if it was the most beautiful picture in the world.

Five patterns, a perfect Foundation Establishment Elixir!

Even if an Advanced Elixir Refinement Master who could refine Grade 3 elixirs was here, he would not dare to guarantee that he could refine a perfect Foundation Establishment Elixir.

Perfection meant that there was no flaw at all.

This proved that in the entire process of refining pills, every step, every detail, every movement of the alchemist had reached perfection!

With a Foundation Establishment Elixir as such, even a Qi Refinement Warrior with a pseudo spirit root would have a chance of advancing to Foundation Establishment realm!

At that moment, most of the disciples had even forgotten about the outcome of the match and that this was Elixir Peak face-off – their hearts were captivated by the elixir.

It was only when Su Zimo kept the perfect Foundation Establishment Elixir that the thousands of disciples sighed in unison – it was a spectacular sight.

That single sigh contained way too many complicated emotions.

There was disappointment, envy, jealousy, and respect.

"There's no doubt about it! There's no doubt about it!"

"I thought that Su Zimo would have an even more intense fight in this Elixir Peak face-off. To think that it would be such a one-sided victory!"

The five peak masters nodded their heads secretly, not bothering to hide the admiration they had for Su Zimo in their eyes.

Elixir and Weapon Peak, number one of two peaks!

More importantly, the number one of Elixir and Weapon Peak this year was much stronger than before.

For so many years, even the number one disciple of Weapon Peak's face-off had not managed to refine an inferior-grade spirit weapon.

For so many years, even the number one disciple of Elixir Peak's face-off had not managed to refine a simple elixir with five patterns.

Compared to the other four major sects, Misty Peak was much weaker in terms of elixir and weapon refinement.

In the sect competition that was held in the Great Zhou Dynasty every ten years, no one from Misty Peak had ever managed to leave their names on the elixir and weapon rankings.

But this time, the five peak masters saw hope in Su Zimo.

Perhaps, in the next Sect Competition, Su Zimo would really be able to leave his name on the Alchemy and Smithing Rankings for Misty Peak and obtain unparalleled glory for the Sect!

Elixir Peak's Huo Xiuyuan came before Su Zimo and chuckled bitterly. Cupping his fists, he said, "Junior Brother Su, you're amazing. I admit my defeat wholeheartedly."

"I was just lucky." Su Zimo smiled modestly.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Su Zimo.

A look of admiration flashed across Leng Rou's eyes.

On the other side, Feng Haoyu suffered a crushing defeat, yet he was unexpectedly very calm. His head was slightly lowered, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

At the same time, Su Zimo felt an inexplicable sense of crisis!

This sense of danger was faintly discernible. When he tried to sense it carefully, he couldn't find anything.

Su Zimo frowned.

This wasn't a good feeling.

Ever since he entered the sect, Su Zimo had it easy. Even if Feng Haoyu was hostile towards him, it didn't bring him this sense of crisis.

Su Zimo was expressionless as he swept his gaze across the five peak masters without noticing anything unusual.

Thereafter, Su Zimo glanced sideways and swept his gaze across the crowd outside the hall – he didn't find anything either.

Just Now, that sense of crisis seemed to be a figment of his imagination.

Right then, the brown haired youth declared, "The results of Elixir Peak's face-off are out. I believe everyone can see that the number one of Elixir Peak is Weapon Peak's disciple, Su Zimo!"

Outside the hall, Little Fatty, Xue Yi and the other Weapon Peak disciples cheered loudly.

At this moment, every single Weapon Peak disciple felt as though their faces were shining.

The disheveled old man sat on the spot and chuckled non-stop as well.

"Su Zimo, follow me to the Elixir Chamber to pick an elixir."

Su Zimo nodded. Under the envious gazes of many disciples, he left the Elixir Refinement Hall with the brown haired youth and headed to the Elixir Chamber.

Even though the disciples outside the hall gradually dispersed, they were still discussing the competition today.

After losing two rounds in a row, Feng Haoyu left the Elixir Refinement Hall expressionlessly.

"Senior Brother Feng, there's no need to take a momentary loss to heart. After the Spirit Peak face-off, you'll still be able to teach that lad a lesson and regain your dignity!"

A Spirit Peak disciple consoled.

Feng Haoyu smiled indifferently. "At the end of the day, elixir and weapon refinement are unorthodox. I, Feng Haoyu, have never spent much effort on them. So what if I lost? It doesn't matter to me."

"That's right, Senior Brother Feng is right."

"Yes, so what if you're good at elixir and weapon refinement in the cultivation world? The moment you meet with danger, you'll still die. True strength is the only thing that matters."

The many Spirit Peak disciples chimed in one after another.

Not long after the Spirit Peak disciples left Elixir Peak, Feng Haoyu suddenly said, "You guys head back first. I need some time alone."

Thinking that Feng Haoyu was in a bad mood, the disciples did not dare to say anything and left one after another.

After everyone left, Feng Haoyu turned around slowly and looked in the direction of Spirit Elixir Hall. Suddenly, his calm gaze changed and exuded a chilling intent!



On the other side, there were still some disciples on Elixir Peak who had not left and were discussing together.

"Feng Haoyu lost those two rounds terribly. It's a complete loss."

"That's right. Before the five peaks face-off, he even declared that he was going to get number one of three peaks. Now, fufu, he's probably the only number one of Spirit Peak left."

"I heard that Su Zimo had no intention of taking part in the Elixir Peak face-off initially. It was Feng Haoyu who provoked him first and angered him."

A disciple at the side shook his head. "In my opinion, this might not be a good thing for Su Zimo."

"What do you mean?" Someone asked.

"That's right. He's number one of two peaks! The rewards are secondary, what an honor this is! From this day forth, who in the sect doesn't know of Su Zimo's name?"

That person sneered when he heard that. "Don't forget that Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu still have a fight after the five peaks face-off!"

At that point, many disciples were enlightened.

Feng Haoyu was at Perfected Qi Condensation while Su Zimo was only at Level 8 Qi Condensation – the two of them were not on the same level at all.

That person continued, "Su Zimo won two rounds in a row and must have angered Feng Haoyu. In the final round, even if Su Zimo doesn't die, he'll definitely be skinned alive!"

As everyone was discussing, Su Zimo walked out of the Elixir Hall on the other side as well.

This time round, Su Zimo chose a perfect Spirit Gathering Elixir with five patterns in the Elixir Hall!

Coupled with the other perfect Spirit Gathering Elixir in his storage bag, he was confident that he could break through to Level 9 Qi Condensation within the next two days!

Su Zimo was about to leave when the brown haired youth suddenly stopped him. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "How confident are you in your final battle with Feng Haoyu?"

"I'm not confident," Su Zimo shook his head.

"I've got a suggestion," The brown haired youth said, "Now that you've already clinched the number one of two peaks, there's no need for you to spar with Feng Haoyu. It's fine even if you admit defeat. After all, there's no deep feud between fellow disciples."

Su Zimo did not comment and merely nodded. "Yes, I'll consider this."

"Alright, you can head back," The brown haired youth nodded.

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