A Good Romance
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Is this guy bluffing?
Han Xinyan couldn't make up her mind. The man in front of her was too confident. Either he had a card up his sleeve, or he was a lunatic.
"Then let's compete in refining eighth level pills," she said solemnly.
At this moment, she really took Ling Han seriously and didn't dare to underestimate him anymore.
"I will refine the Nine-Emperor Golden Bell Pill." This was also a Level Eight alchemical pill, but it couldn't compare to the Berserk Blood Spirit Pill in terms of medicinal efficacy or difficulty. However, the Berserk Blood Spirit Pill could almost be considered a Level Nine alchemical pill. Thus, no matter what alchemical pill she chose to refine, it would be impossible for it to surpass the Berserk Blood Spirit Pill in terms of difficulty. Naturally, it didn't matter what she refined.
As long as Ling Han successfully refined the Berserk Blood Spirit Pill, regardless of the quality of the pill, Ling Han would be the winner. But on the other hand, if Ling Han's cauldron exploded while she formed the pill, then the one who lost would naturally be Ling Han.
"Please!"
Both sides began to prepare their ingredients, and when Ling Han took out the Red Rain Divine King Fruit, Han Xinyan's beautiful eyes involuntarily narrowed. He had even taken out such a Divine Fruit, so Ling Han was definitely not joking.
Otherwise, the price would be too great.
This guy, if he really grasped such an ancient recipe, he might even be able to successfully refine it!
She felt that it was absurd, but for some reason, deep in her heart, she actually believed that Ling Han could succeed.
This made her heart flustered. How could he predict that she would lose before the competition had even begun?
The guests were all isolated at the door, and a restriction was laid down to prevent them from making any noise and disturbing the competition between the two.
Yun Yong Wang and Kang Xiu Yuan could only place their trust in Ling Han now. However, they were also unable to accept this. Only half a year had passed, yet this grand elder had already risen to the next level.
Hong, divine flames soared. The two young alchemists had already begun their own refinement.
As soon as Ling Han started refining pills, he immediately entered a state of forgetting himself and everything else.
The Berserk Blood Spirit Pill was the most difficult pill he had ever encountered. Furthermore, it was also his current limit. Thus, even he had to be extremely careful. A single mistake would cause all his previous efforts to go to waste.
The refinement of a rank eight divine pill required an entire month's time. Not only was this a test of patience and willpower, it also required the support of formidable Origin Energy and the soul. Because this was equivalent to an all-out battle, how many people could continuously fight for such a long time?
A slight pause could cause the furnace to explode.
Therefore, the higher up one went, the fewer pill refiners there were.
Ling Han forgot about everything else. This was not just a competition. The Berserk Blood Spirit Pill that he had refined was the divine medicine that he needed at his current stage. Thus, since he could defeat the enemy and benefit himself at the same time, he naturally had to be serious.
During the month of alchemy, everyone came and went, and came and went. Aside from alchemists, who would have the patience to watch from beginning to end? However, to the majority of alchemists, this was truly a sumptuous feast. Watching two Level Eight alchemists fight was extremely beneficial to them.
When the last day arrived, almost everyone in the city came to witness the final result.
"Open!" Ling Han and Han Xinyan simultaneously slapped their pill furnaces. Peng! The lid of the pill furnaces instantly flew into the air. This time, however, Ling Han didn't hold back anymore. He used the Three Fire Guide, the technique that he was most proficient in.
"Ah!" Yun Yong Wang and Kang Xiu Yuan's mouths gaped open so wide that one could stuff an egg inside.
'Three Fire Guide! That's definitely the Three Fire Guide!'
The two of them exclaimed in their minds. However, the Three Fire Guide was clearly their master's ultimate technique, and he had only taught it to the two of them. They hadn't taught it to anyone else in the Lower Realm. So, where had Ling Han learned it from?
Could it be that he was their master's disciple?
Xiu! A brilliant alchemical pill flew out from the pill furnace and danced wildly in the air.
This was the Berserk Blood Spirit Pill.
It had been refined!
Han Xinyan merely glanced at it before sighing in her mind. With her judgment, she was able to determine that the pill Ling Han had concocted was definitely the Berserk Blood Spirit Pill just by looking at the Red Rain Divine King Fruit among the ingredients.
Now that the pill had been refined, the result was obvious.
She had lost, and Ling Han had won!
"I've lost." She was completely convinced.
Everyone was stunned. Who would've thought that Ling Han had actually become a Level Eight alchemist? Moreover, he had defeated the prodigy among prodigies, Han Xinyan!
The members of the Treasure Forest Pavilion were all petrified.
During the past half a year, they had been waiting for the Level Eight alchemist who had been studying ancient pill recipes in seclusion. However, that alchemist still hadn't come out. Coincidentally, Han Xinyan had coincidentally come to Lin Yuqi's place, and she had been asked by Lin Yuqi to challenge the Han Lin Pavilion.
Han Xinyan was a renowned young alchemist, and there were countless halos above her head. In any case, she was born for alchemy, and she was one of the 10 most talented alchemists of the Great Crimson Sun Imperial Empire.
Yet, she had lost to an even younger alchemist.
Inconceivable! Truly inconceivable!
Han Xinyan was indeed proud, but she wasn't someone who would go back on her word. She immediately brought over a teacup and offered it to Ling Han. Then, she used her finger like a sword and carved the word "convinced" under Ling Han's feet.
She was willing to accept her loss, and she was open and honest.
Ling Han nodded in his mind. This woman's temperament was good, and she was also very talented in alchemy. This made him want to take her as his sixth disciple.
However, the two of them were at the same level of alchemy. Moreover, they were on opposing sides. If he said that he wanted to take her as his disciple, he would probably be rolled her eyes.
He took a sip of tea, and said, "We've competed in alchemy, and we've drunk our tea. Farewell!"
"Wait!" Han Xinyan said. She bit her lip, and said, "I'll challenge you again!"
"Heh, sure! But that'll have to wait until I have the time." Ling Han smiled. He wasn't trying to shirk his responsibility. Rather, his focus was ultimately on Martial Art. He couldn't continue to refine alchemy.
Ling Han swaggered off with Yun Yong Wang and the other young man in tow.
The spectators naturally dispersed as well. However, when the three of them returned to the Han Lin Pavilion, they immediately discovered that there were at least five times more customers here than when they had left. Moreover, this was only the beginning.
"May I ask, Grand Elder, did you use the Three Fire Guide?" Kang Xiu Yuan asked eagerly after they returned to the Han Lin Pavilion.
Ling Han smiled slightly, and said, "Not bad." After half a year of observation, though it was not him, but Guang Yuan and Zhu Wu Jiu, Ling Han could conclude that these two disciples did not have any connection with the Cloud Phoenix Sect, so they should not have forgotten their duties.
"Grand Elder, where … where did you learn this secret technique?" Yun Yong Wang asked.
"Where?" Ling Han smiled as he reminisced. "This is a technique that I invented!"
Yun Yong Wang and Kang Xiu Yuan stood up at the same time, expressions of anger on their faces.
He actually dared to say that the Three Fire Guide created by their Master was invented by him? This was too shameless! No matter how much he helped the Han Lin Pavilion, there was a principle that they couldn't back down from.
That was their Master, who was like a god or a true immortal. He couldn't be blasphemed!
"I think it's time for Grand Elder to leave!" Yun Yong Wang said coldly.
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