After Nie Tian said that, Zhang Yifeng stood rooted to the spot, looking at Nie Tian with an incredulous gaze.
When Nie Tian spoke earlier, it was completely the attitude of a senior with a teaching tone. This made Zhang Yifeng unable to accept it.
Since young, Zhang Yifeng had countless halos above his head. Even when the Alchemist Association's President spoke to him, it was also an equal attitude.
More importantly, Zhang Yifeng became a third rank Alchemist completely by himself without a real teacher to teach him.
Relying on his own talent and perseverance to reach this step, Zhang Yifeng's Alchemy Dao talent was indeed dazzling!
"Are you teaching me?" After some time, Zhang Yifeng reacted and his face was so gloomy that it could almost drip water.
In Zhang Yifeng's view, Nie Tian must be some big family's descendant, relying on countless resources to have such amazing Alchemy Dao knowledge.
He looked down on this kind of family's young masters the most. Without the support of the family behind them, these people were nothing.
Nie Tian smiled faintly and said, "I'm just speaking the truth. If you feel that I'm teaching you, then I'm teaching you. "
Nie Tian was really just speaking the truth. Moreover, there were really not many people who could receive his personal teachings.
Everyone looked at Nie Tian's carefree expression and were collectively stunned.
It was hard to imagine that a teenager was actually teaching Blue Cloud Empire's number one genius Alchemist a lesson.
"Impudent!" Zhang Yifeng breathed out a mouthful of turbid air, like the precursor of a volcano eruption. He immediately roared furiously and reprimanded, "Stinking brat, who do you think you are? A fourth rank Alchemist? A mere family's young master who merely came into contact with some medicinal herbs that's all and you actually dare to teach this master a lesson! If I say that you're insulting me, then you're going to die right now, do you believe it? "
Insulting Alchemists, this was practically a taboo for martial artists.
Because behind every Alchemist, there were countless martial artists who were willing to risk their lives for them. Moreover, Alchemists also had the Alchemist Association's backing. Their identity was more terrifying than anyone else.
The first thing Nie Tian did when he arrived at the Imperial City was to obtain an Alchemist Badge. This action was to borrow the Alchemist Guild's power to protect himself.
With the Alchemist badge, one would be a legitimate Alchemist and would be able to obtain a set of Alchemist robe specially refined by the Alchemist Guild. As long as you wore an Alchemist's robe, it represented your identity.
As long as it wasn't a personal grudge or you were the one who took the initiative to stir up trouble, if anyone dared to harm you, the Alchemist Guild would step out to help you settle it. No matter how powerful your enemy is!
Of course, as a noble alchemist, he was highly respected by martial artists. Generally speaking, no martial artist would take the initiative to offend a Pill Master.
It was precisely because of the special identity of an Alchemist that Zhang Yifeng's status was so high. Even the members of the royal family in the Imperial City had to lower their heads when they saw him.
Now, there was actually a brat who didn't know what was good for him that lectured him. How could he endure this?
"Master Zhang, you've misunderstood. My boss was just speaking casually. He definitely didn't mean to insult you." Jin Dabao's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. Insulting an Alchemist was too great of a sin.
Nie Tian raised his head slightly, glanced at Zhang Yifeng, and said, "If you feel that I've insulted you, then so be it. I just feel that your narrow-minded attitude is a waste of such great Alchemist talent. "
"You …" Cold murderous intent flashed across Zhang Yifeng's face. He suddenly took a step forward and said word by word, "Say it again."
Just as Zhang Yifeng was about to move, a dozen or so powerful auras suddenly appeared in the corners of the guild hall. They were all Manifestation Realm martial artists.
Nie Tian had sensed the existence of these people a long time ago. They were all guards of the Alchemist Guild. They didn't usually appear, but once someone caused trouble, they would immediately attack without mercy.
However, Nie Tian wasn't moved in the slightest. He said indifferently, "It's the same even if I say it again. You are arrogant and short-sighted. You can only see the sky as big as the mouth of the well, so you think that the sky is only as big as the mouth of the well. If you can't change your attitude, your achievements in this life are destined to be limited. "
Nie Tian's voice wasn't loud. His light words caused the entire hall to sink into a deathly silence.
Only heavy breathing was left in the surroundings. A pin drop could be heard.
Zhang Yifeng was the number one Alchemist genius of Blue Cloud Empire. He was only twenty years old, but he was already a rank three Alchemist.
Everyone thought that his future was limitless, but Nie Tian lectured him in front of everyone and said that his achievements were destined to be limited.
This was a slap to Zhang Yifeng's face!
And a naked slap to his face!
This was intolerable!
Zhang Yifeng's entire body trembled violently. He could only inhale and not exhale. He was like a volcano that suddenly boiled and was about to erupt in an instant.
"Brat, you're courting death!" All of a sudden, Zhang Yifeng let out an enraged roar. Pointing at Nie Tian, he roared, "Kill him for me!"
As soon as he shouted, more than ten black-clothed cultivators suddenly appeared in the surroundings.
"Get out of the way!" The leader of the black-clothed cultivators had the strongest aura. He had actually reached the ninth level of the All Creation Realm.
The black-clothed cultivator roared, and the surrounding crowd immediately scattered like the tide.
In the blink of an eye, only Nie Tian and the others were left in the center of the hall.
Jin Dabao was scared out of his wits. He gulped.
Nie Yurou's face was also pale. Xiao Guai, who was in her arms, also opened its drowsy eyes.
Nie Tian swept his gaze over the black-clothed cultivators in front of him, then looked at Zhang Yifeng and said abruptly, "Using the Profound Yin Grass to suppress the demonic fire doesn't feel good, does it? Your pupils have shrunk, and your forehead has turned red. This means that the demonic fire has already invaded your Yuan Spirit Yuan Meridian. In less than ten days, the demonic fire will burn your Yuan Spirit and Yuan Meridian. At that time, it will be difficult for you to even survive, much less continue being an Alchemist. "
These few baffling words made Zhang Yifeng's entire person completely sluggish. Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down from his forehead. The terror in his heart could not be concealed and showed on his face.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng's expression suddenly change, the dozen or so black-clothed cultivators were also stunned, not daring to act rashly.
"Who are you?" Zhang Yifeng asked solemnly, his face revealing an extremely pained expression.
The demonic fire, this was Zhang Yifeng's greatest secret. He had never mentioned it to anyone before. How could Nie Tian possibly know?
The reason why Zhang Yifeng's Alchemy Dao talent was so outstanding was that when he was very young, he fused with a type of demonic fire by chance, the Doomsday Flame!
It was precisely with the Doomsday Flame that Zhang Yifeng could become a Tier 3 Alchemist at a young age.
If he could obtain the guidance of an Alchemy Master, he would have long been a Tier 4 Alchemist, or even a Tier 5 Alchemist!
However, a month ago, the Doomsday Flame in Zhang Yifeng's body suddenly went out of control and became incomparably tyrannical. It even wanted to burn his Yuan Meridian.
Helpless, Zhang Yifeng flipped through a large number of ancient books and finally saw in a book that the Profound Yin Grass could suppress the demonic nature of the Doomsday Flame.
After using the Profound Yin Grass, the Doomsday Flame was slightly alleviated. But good times did not last long. In recent days, the Profound Yin Grass could no longer suppress the Doomsday Flame. Instead, it made the latter have an even more violent backlash.
Zhang Yifeng knew that if he still did not suppress the Doomsday Flame, his cultivation would definitely be wasted!
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