It was common sense to use a cauldron for alchemy.
Old Man Shen Nong was sure that his eyes were not playing tricks on him. The thing that the apothecary next door took out was a pot. It was almost the same as the pot that ordinary people used to cook with. It was black and had a faint glow.
Actually, the first time he saw the alchemist next door, Old Man Shen Nong had paid more attention to him.
Young, really too young, so young that it made him jealous.
This was the Dou Qi Continent's top Alchemist Conference. The minimum requirement was to be a seventh rank alchemist. The alchemist in front of him was an eleven or twelve year old youth. His face still had a trace of childishness.
The fact that this young man was able to participate in the Alchemist Conference meant that he was at least a seventh-grade alchemist.
He had become a Level Seven Alchemist at the age of eleven or twelve. If it were not for Old Man Shen Nong's determination, he would have questioned this ridiculously young alchemist face to face, "Are you sure you remembered your Level Alchemist correctly?"
He was a first grade alchemist, not a seventh grade alchemist.
"I am … concocting pills."
Rong Nianbing hesitated for a moment after hearing the elder's question.
Actually, he really wanted to say that he planned to stir-fry, but right now, it was clearly the Alchemist Conference. He couldn't bring himself to say it. The moment the words reached the tip of his tongue, he changed his mind.
Alchemy?
Old Man Shen Nong looked at the knife in Rong Nianbing's hand. It was as if the knife was dancing in the air. The shadows of the knife were extremely beautiful, and the 'medicinal ingredients' were sliced evenly. There was also the boiling oil in the wok. The corner of Old Man Shen Nong's mouth twitched. Isn't this stir-frying?
However, Old Man Shen Nong quickly denied his guess. If he was really cooking, then he should be able to make dishes comparable to a seventh-grade medicinal pill.
Could it be a new alchemy system? Old Man Shen Nong was shocked.
Otherwise, how could this youth become a high-tier alchemist at the mere age of eleven or twelve?
At that moment, Old Man Shennong looked at Nian Rongbing curiously and attentively. The trajectory of the knife in his hand was like an antelope's horn. It was untraceable and full of beauty.
"Is Old Man Shennong distracted?"
Hun Tiandi, who had been observing Old Man Shen Nong, Yao Lao and Yao Dan in the competition ground, laughed.
Only these few people could compete with Hun Huzi.
From Old Man Shen Nong's expression, Hun Tiandi was certain that Old Man Shen Nong was not thinking of refining some medicinal ingredient. This was because he could see that Old Man Shen Nong's eyes were absent-minded.
Although Hun Tiandi was not an alchemist, he was clearly aware that the process of refining medicine did not allow for any carelessness.
What's more, when refining a Grade Nine Elixir, a single mistake would lead to failure.
Even if he could refine it a second time, would Wanjie Lou's people wait for him?
Furthermore, with the strength of the Soul Race, it would be extremely difficult for them to gather the medicinal ingredients for multiple ninth-grade pills.
He had only prepared three sets of herbs for Profound Core and one set of herbs for Golden Core for Hun Huzi.
"Hmm?"
A couple of breaths later, Hun Tiandi still did not hear Gu Yuan's reply. He turned his head and looked over. He saw that Gu Yuan's indifferent eyes by the side were filled with rich shock.
Hun Tiandi also became curious. What could actually cause Old Man Shen Nong to be absent-minded and Gu Yuan to be shocked?
Hun Tiandi's eyes followed Gu Yuan's gaze when he thought of this. Immediately, he was stunned.
There was a wok that was continuously stir-frying within the fierce flame. Could it be that he was refining a pill?
Or could it be that the young man was hungry and was planning to cook first. After eating his fill, he would refine a pill?
Hun Tiandi felt that the knowledge that he had accumulated over a thousand years was as vast as the ocean. Other than the sudden appearance of this powerful faction, Wanjie Lou, which had exceeded his expectations, there was nothing in the entire Dou Qi continent that had exceeded his knowledge.
However, Hun Tiandi was stunned at this moment.
An eleven or twelve year old tier 7 alchemist might have shocked him, but it was not impossible for such a thing to exist.
It was rumoured that when the youngest son of the Yao clan's Dou Di was born, his soul was at the Perfect Heavenly State.
He refined pills at the age of three, became a tier 1 alchemist at the age of three, became a tier 3 alchemist at the age of five and became a tier 5 alchemist at the age of seven. His soul entered the Di State at the age of nine and became a tier 8 alchemist at the age of ten.
If this eleven or twelve year old tier 7 alchemist in front of him was the descendant of a Dou Di, it was not impossible for him to become a tier 7 alchemist.
However, this young man's pill refinement technique or pill frying technique had exceeded Hun Tiandi's knowledge.
Are you certain that you are not cooking but refining pills?
An uneasiness suddenly rose within Hun Tiandi's heart after seeing Nian Rongbing's shocking pill refinement technique. Both of his eyes swept over the entire Pill Refinement Region. There was a bad premonition in his heart.
Originally, he thought that Hun Huzi's opponents were only Yao Lao, Old Man Shen Nong and Yao Dan. However, Hun Tiandi's confidence was completely shaken the moment he saw Nian Rongbing.
An unexpected alchemist had joined the fray.
"Is this also a pill refinement technique?"
Hun Tiandi had just shifted his attention from Nian Rongbing's body to a young man a short distance away from Nian Rongbing. This young man appeared to be one or two years older than Nian Rongbing. His body was a little skinny and weak.
There were cups of different coloured liquids in his hand. The illusions in his hand and the light in the sky flickered, forming nine red suns that were arranged together. Following nine loud dragon roars, the nine suns in the sky turned into nine red rays of flowing light. They were bright and dazzling as they lingered around each other.
The dragon roar gradually became agitated. A red round bead rose in front of the young man. In an instant, they shone together and formed a scene of nine dragons playing with a bead.
Hun Tiandi's eyes were dull. He was certain that the young man in front of him did not use any Qi Method or Dou Skill. Why would such a scene be formed?
Could it be a juggling act?
However, how could a juggler compete with an alchemist grandmaster on the same stage?
"Hopefully, there will not be any major accidents."
A ripple suddenly appeared in Hun Tiandi's calm heart. Although Nian Rongbing and this' juggler 'young man in front of him had unique pill refinement techniques, the energy ripples from their' pill refinement 'were unable to threaten Hun Huzi.
As Hun Tiandi's eyes hurriedly swept over, he discovered a couple of strange people who had unique techniques and were even using paper to refine pills.
However, Hun Tiandi could clearly sense that the 'pill' that these people were refining was unable to threaten Hun Huzi. His heart quietly sighed in relief.
"Something is not right?"
Hun Tiandi's eyes suddenly shrunk. His eyes hurriedly returned to the middle position where two old men were refining pills with their heads lowered.
These two old men were not using cauldrons to refine pills. Instead, they were using a tool that he had never seen before. It was similar to a teapot.
Most importantly, there were thousands of pill flames burning in the competition area. Only the flame that these two old men were using to refine pills did not bow to the Heavenly Flame.
The Heavenly Flame was the king of the fire seeds. It enjoyed being bowed to by all the ordinary flames in the world. Now, there were actually two people using a flame that broke this rule.
Hun Tiandi was certain that the two old men in front of him, who were immersed in refining pills, were controlling a red and a red flame. They were definitely not any of the flames on the Heavenly Flame Ranking.
Even the ancient books that the Hun clan had collected over tens of thousands of years did not have any records of these two flames.
The two old men in front of him were existences that had exceeded his expectations.
Moreover, Hun Tiandi did not sense any aura from the bodies of the two of them.
If it was before Zhou Yang's group had revealed their strength, Hun Tiandi might have thought that it was a kind of secret technique that had covered the aura of the two old men, just like Gu Yuan.
However, after personally witnessing the strength of Zhou Yang's group, Hun Tiandi was clearly aware that there was another situation where their strength far surpassed his. He was unable to see through them. That was why he was unable to sense any aura.
"It's him?"
At this moment, Saint Tai Qing, who had been immersed in refining pills, lifted his head to look at the sky. He discovered that the sky was calm and a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.
He had yet to grasp the pill dao of the Firmament World.
Hun Tiandi looked at the familiar face in front of him. He directly stood up in shock. His body began to tremble slightly.
He still remembered that divine spirit like figure. With a gentle wave of the divine sword in his hand, he was able to split the entire Soul realm, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away, into two.
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