A Good Story
.bqg6.cc
Ling Han gave an "oh", and said, "It's nothing."
Hiss, this was a big deal.
Everyone shook their heads. There were only over forty high-grade alchemists in the whole of Black North Country, and which one of them wasn't an old man over a hundred years old? It was already inconceivable that a young man like him could stand shoulder to shoulder with them, and he was still so nonchalant?
Qi Liandong's gaze shifted, and he said, "Are you Ling Han from Hidden Tiger City?"
He finally remembered that before Hidden Tiger City was destroyed, they had once sent an application to the headquarters to apply for a young man named Ling Han to become a high-grade alchemist. However, after the news was sent back, no one dared to believe it, and only thought that the Hidden Tiger City branch had made a mistake.
However, before the two sides had finished communicating, Hidden Tiger City was finished, so this matter became an unsolved case.
With a flash of inspiration, Qi Liandong immediately connected Ling Han with that person from Hidden Tiger City.
Ling Han smiled, and said, "I indeed came from Hidden Tiger City."
When he said this, the three high-grade alchemists all gave an "oh", and looked enlightened. Of course they had the right to know about this matter.
The others didn't understand, and didn't know why Qi Liandong would suddenly say such a thing.
"Let's begin." Qi Liandong waved his hand. At first, he didn't believe that a young man in his twenties could become a high-grade alchemist, but now he was at least ninety percent convinced.
However, just his belief was useless. Ling Han had to prove it with action, or else he wouldn't be able to convince the others.
Ling Han set up the array, and immediately began work.
Everyone was shocked. One had to know that alchemy was something that took a lot out of one's mind. Normally, one could only concoct one cauldron a day, but Ling Han not only concocted two cauldrons in a row, but also wanted to concoct a third cauldron.
If he could succeed even like that, then there really was no justice in the world.
But the justice in the world was playing out right before their eyes. Ling Han controlled the array precisely, and there was no sign of the cauldron exploding.
This …
Everyone felt their scalps go numb. What kind of monster was this?
Even Qi Liandong was a little moved. Although he already believed that Ling Han had this kind of ability, it was really inconceivable that he could still concoct such a high-grade alchemical pill so easily.
Two hours later, the pill was ready.
The three high-grade alchemists appraised the pills one by one, and very quickly came to a conclusion. Not only had Ling Han successfully concocted the pills, the quality of the pills he had concocted was also very high.
Immediately, the surrounding people were in an uproar.
Heavens, the Alchemist Society actually produced a high-grade alchemist that wasn't even twenty years old!
This time, they were not weaker than the Array Dao Association, because they had Hong Tian Bu. He was only 23 years old, but he was already a high-level Array Master. In comparison, the Pill Dao Association was simply trash.
However, the appearance of Ling Han changed everything.
A high level alchemist who was not even twenty years old, even Hong Tian Bu had to be ashamed of his inferiority, though the two of them were completely not in the same realm.
The corners of Ruble's mouth twitched as he felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Around him, everyone deliberately maintained a distance of at least ten feet.
Many people saw it. Lu Bu was shouting at Ling Han. Would Ling Han not settle the score with him?
Putting aside the fact that Ruble was only a mid-grade alchemist, even if it was a high-grade alchemist, everyone would still lean towards Ling Han.
It couldn't be helped. Ling Han was too young, and his future was limitless. If they really had to bet on one person, it would definitely be Ling Han.
Everyone looked at Ruble as if they were looking at a dead man.
After offending a high-grade alchemist, could he still mingle in the Alchemist Association Headquarters?
"Hahaha." Qi Liandong laughed loudly. He was too happy. He personally walked over and held onto Ling Han's hand. The importance he placed on Ling Han was obvious.
He made a speech that made everyone's blood boil. The gist of it was that the Alchemist Association had a Ling Han, and they no longer had to worry about being mocked by the Array Dao Association for not having any prodigies.
Ling Han couldn't help but grimace. If Qi Liandong knew that he was also a prodigy of arrays, what kind of expression would he have on his face?
Forget it, it was better not to say it.
Ling Han didn't just want to obtain the title of a high-grade alchemist. He also wanted to obtain more pill formulas.
After becoming a high-grade alchemist, Ling Han obtained a huge amount of authority. He could browse through all kinds of high-grade pill formulas. In reality, there were only seven types of pill formulas that he currently couldn't see.
Five of them were at the Grandmaster level, while the other two were high-grade. He would need to stay in the Alchemist Association for many years, or make great contributions before he could unlock them.
Ling Han didn't need to use high-grade pills for the time being. Thus, he wasn't in too much of a rush. He could take it slow.
After staying in the Alchemist Association for a day, he memorized all the pill formulas. He wasn't allowed to use his A.I. to record them down. If it was discovered, he would be severely punished.
He could only memorize them in his mind. If he forgot them, he could just look at them again when he came back.
Ling Han returned to the academy. His focus was still on the academy.
He hadn't even warmed his seat when Xuanyuan Dingguo came to visit.
"Ling Han, did you receive any notice?" he asked.
"What notice?" Ling Han asked.
"Huh? You haven't received any notice? That's impossible. With your strength, you should have received the notice," Xuanyuan Dingguo muttered, clearly confused.
Ling Han laughed. "What exactly is it? Don't just tell me half of it."
"Oh." Xuanyuan Dingguo nodded. "Yesterday, His Majesty the Sacred Emperor decided to hold a grand hunting competition. Apart from the young princes, there will also be the descendants of the various ministers, as well as the most outstanding students of the academy.
"His Majesty the Sacred Emperor will personally select a martial technique most suited to the person who takes first place!"
Xuanyuan Dingguo's eyes lit up. He couldn't wait to start the competition right now so he could seize the initiative.
"Ling Han, did you hear that? The most suitable martial technique for you!" He shook Ling Han's shoulder, almost causing Ling Han's bones to fall apart.
"Alright, alright, alright. I understand, I understand." Ling Han nodded.
"It's a pity that you didn't receive the notification, so you won't be able to participate." Xuanyuan Dingguo sighed, then smiled. "That's fine. I'll have one less competitor."
Ling Han rolled his eyes. "Don't you think it's too much to say that in front of me?"
"Haha, if worst comes to worst, I'll treat you to a drink after I win first place." Xuanyuan Dingguo laughed heartily, then frowned. "However, there will definitely be countless competitors this time. Although the young princes aren't as talented as His Majesty's first few sons, they are still the sons of the Holy Emperor. Their bloodlines are clear for all to see, and their strength cannot be underestimated."
"There's also Qin Xinghuo and the rest. It's not just these guys. I think even my brothers will participate."
"Who can resist the temptation of the Elysian Emperor's personal inheritance?!"
Although Hong Tian Bu had the reputation of being a heaven-suppressing monster, no one had ever believed that he would one day surpass the current Saint Emperor.
In everyone's eyes, His Majesty was no longer a human, but a god.
Mobile Reading Is More Refreshing
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
