After Murong Zhenjie became the Young Master of Dan, Xiong Kun was expelled from the Dan Guild. The Dan Guild said that Xiong Kun was obsessed with refining the Face Retaining Pill, a pill that alchemists disdained to refine.
Such an excuse sounded a little outrageous, but the reason behind it was clear to everyone.
However, Xiong Kun had never said it out loud all these years. But today, Xiong Kun's words confirmed the reason why he didn't fight Murong Zhenjie back then.
"Xiong Kun, are you provoking me? You must know that you are no longer a member of the Dan Alliance, don't look for trouble for yourself." Murong Zhenjie said angrily.
"It's not him who's provoking you, it's me."
Zhou Yang stared at Murong Zhenjie.
"You …" Murong Zhenjie clenched his teeth. After he became Young Master Dan, even people like Xu Pengfei had to give him some face. Only Zhou Yang made him lose face again and again, and he couldn't do anything about it.
"Murong Zhenjie, your good days are coming to an end. Young Master Dan … you don't deserve this title, and you can never have it."
After saying that, Zhou Yang opened the lid.
"Zhou Yang, I'm telling you, you're still too weak. No one can steal the title of Young Master Dan from me. Xiong Kun couldn't do it in the past, and you can't either." The angry roar caused everyone to reveal a look of fear.
Only Zhou Yang's smile remained. His gaze was fixed on Tang Yuewu.
Tang Yuewu didn't say anything, nor did she smile. She just looked at Zhou Yang quietly. The best support was silence.
"Refine it! Refine it!" Murong Zhenjie became even angrier when he saw this.
Zhou Yang smiled and placed the ingredients that Gao Sheng had just given him into the furnace.
Dissolve, fuse, refine …
The three steps were done in an orderly manner. They didn't seem fast, but they were done smoothly and without the slightest pause.
"Condensing the pill seal, condensing the pill seal!"
The pill seal was the most difficult step. Success or failure depended on it.
Swish swish swish …
On the stage, Zhou Yang's fingers moved like a phantom, moving as fast as lightning.
"What a fast speed! The ninety-nine Spirit Gathering Seals only took one minute."
The Spirit Gathering Seal, the most difficult seal of the Star Pill Seal, was completed.
The following pill seals were even faster.
Finally, amidst the gasps of the crowd, Zhou Yang's Pill Seal was completed. Finally, he was ready to take out the pill.
Murong Zhenjie's complexion turned somewhat tense. And, cold sweat appeared on Gao Sheng's forehead.
Boom!
The lid of the furnace opened under Zhou Yang's pats, and the Star Pill, which was emitting a rich and clear starlight, floated up into the sky, like a star in the sky.
"One-vein Celestial Pill successfully refined, time … …"
The deacon walked onto the stage and took a look at his compass. He was stunned for a moment.
"How long?" Gao Sheng anxiously asked.
"Twenty … twenty …" The deacon said twenty, twenty for a long time, but he couldn't finish his sentence.
"Twenty what?" Murong Zhenjie roared.
"22 minutes and 36 seconds!"
22 minutes and 36 seconds!
Suddenly, the audience turned silent. Gao Sheng retreated a few steps. His eyes were gloomy.
"Deacon, did I succeed?"
After a long time, Zhou Yang broke the silence.
The Deacon stared blankly for a moment. After he came back to his senses, he said, "Gao Sheng didn't accept your challenge. According to reason, your challenge can't be considered a success, but … but …"
"Follow the rules," Murong Zhenjie said loudly.
"This … …"
Not only did the deacon feel embarrassed, but there was also a burst of ridicule from the audience.
One had 28 points and the other had 22 points. The difference was so huge, yet the challenge couldn't be considered a success … …
"What are you hesitating for? The challenge is a success."
At this time, a deep voice sounded from afar. Everyone looked back and saw that the person was Sima Yan. Murong Zhenjie's master, Yu Ding, was also accompanying him.
"Yes, Elder Sima."
The deacon nodded and then announced, "Zhou Yang succeeded in the challenge and created a new record."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Sheng's name was taken off, followed by Zhou Yang's name card.
Plop!
The insufferably arrogant Gao Sheng knelt on the ground.
From then on, he had no fate with the Five Great Disciples of the Pill Guild. He could only cultivate in the middle level like Luo Xiang.
"It's just a One-vein Celestial Pill. It's nothing."
Murong Zhenjie's face was cold. After he finished speaking, he walked onto the stage and took out his furnace.
"Zhou Yang, watch carefully. I, Murong Zhenjie, can become the Young Master Dan not because of anything else, but because of my true strength."
Murong Zhenjie said as he opened the lid of the furnace and then put the materials for the Celestial Pill into it.
The furnace fire ignited. Murong Zhenjie's movements were extremely fast. The whole process was almost seamless. Only when it was over did the crowd recover.
"Pill out!"
With a cold shout, a shiny Celestial Core floated into the air from behind the cauldron lid. There were actually three patterns on it.
Three-vein Celestial Pill!
The audience gasped in surprise.
"Zhou Yang, do you see it? This is the gap between you and me. Among the younger generation of the six cities of Jiangnan County, only I can refine a three-vein Celestial Pill. Whether it is status, strength, or alchemy, I will always be above you. I warn you, don't use your meager strength to provoke me. My patience is limited. Next time, I will not be so magnanimous."
As his voice fell, Murong Zhenjie suddenly grabbed the pill.
"Kacha!"
The three-vein Celestial Pill shattered, and its powder scattered all over the stone platform.
Under the stage, a sound of regret could be heard. A three-vein Celestial Pill worth six million was destroyed just like that.
However, Murong Zhenjie did not care. As long as he wanted it, he could refine it at any time. This was his capital for pride.
"Yuewu, let's go."
Clapping his hands, Murong Zhenjie stepped down from the stage and stretched out his hand towards Tang Yuewu.
Tang Yuewu suddenly smiled and made a face at Zhou Yang. She then ignored Murong Zhenjie and turned around to walk back.
However, the moment she turned around, Zhou Yang saw two drops of tears falling from her beautiful eyes.
Zhou Yang did not speak, nor did he try to persuade her to stay. He knew that he was not strong enough to shake Murong Zhenjie's position today, but soon …
His gaze stayed on the stone platform where the Celestial Pill had turned into powder. After everyone had dispersed, he put the powder into a small bottle.
If he had wanted to bring down Murong Zhenjie within seven days before this, then he might have failed. But now, success was inevitable.
Along the way, Zhou Yang's expression was a bit cold. Cheng Qiaoqing, who was standing to the side, felt that her Young Master was exuding a bone-chilling coldness.
After being around Zhou Yang for so long, he had rarely seen Zhou Yang so indifferent. His intuition told him that someone had touched Zhou Yang's reverse scale.
A dragon had a reverse scale, and if it was touched, it would anger him.
In the evening, Zhou Yang came to the Materials Workshop alone. He did not have enough materials.
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