Even old man Di Que and Song Yunxing were filled with reverence when they looked at the old man.
Elder Blackheart, who was beside Song Yunxing, stared at the fifth-grade alchemist with flickering eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Little friend Lin, that person is the president of the Inscription Union of the Heavenly Mountain Empire."
"He is the top alchemist in the Heavenly Mountain Empire, and also the only fifth grade alchemist."
Old man Di Que's voice was filled with envy. One could tell that he had a strong desire to become a fifth-grade alchemist.
The seats of the Pill Emperor Hall and the Medicine Emperor Hall were close to each other. The smell of gunpowder in the air was thick.
"Little girl Song, I heard that you guys have been in closed-door seclusion for half a month. Your strength must have increased by a lot, right?" Wu Shaoyu coldly laughed. "I hope your furnaces won't explode when the time comes."
"If not, it would be so embarrassing in front of so many people!"
"You!" Song Qianqian was so angry that her chest was heaving up and down. Wu Shaoyu stared at her with wide eyes.
"Don't be too complacent. You guys will definitely lose for the second round!" Song Qianqian gritted her teeth.
She directly ignored Wu Shaoyu. Her beautiful eyes were filled with killing intent as she stared fixedly at Lin Xuan.
"I'm glad that I didn't kill you back then. If not, there wouldn't be so many problems!"
"However, I'll let you know how powerful I am today!"
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes. "I'll accompany you anytime."
"Hmph, so you guys are the participating disciples of the Pill Emperor Hall? How pitifully weak!"
A voice filled with disdain drifted over, completely not placing Lin Xuan and the rest in his eyes.
"What did you say?! Say it again! "
The disciples of the Pill Emperor Hall were enraged. They were all heaven's chosen, how could they tolerate being looked down upon?
However, when they saw the person who spoke, they all lost their imposing manner.
Because, the one who looked down on them was none other than the short-haired young man. He was also the only third-grade alchemist in the younger generation.
Facing such a character, the disciples of the Pill Emperor Hall felt a sense of inferiority.
It wasn't that they didn't have talent, but rather, the other party was too monstrous!
The short-haired young man, Duan Fei, looked down on the crowd.
"You are Lin Xuan? A second-grade alchemist, your strength is only so-so. How disappointing! "
"Strength isn't something that can be seen, it's something that can be determined through competition." The corners of Lin Xuan's lips curled up slightly. "Is a third-grade Alchemy Inscription Master that amazing?"
"In my opinion, you're just so-so!"
"You dare to speak to me like that?" Duan Fei's tone was stern and carried a hint of killing intent.
"You're really courting death!" Song Qianqian sneered. "You actually said that a third grade Alchemy Inscription Master is useless?"
"Don't you know the rules? As long as Senior Brother Duan takes out his grade three medicinal pill, you'll lose for sure!"
"Junior Sister Song, let's go. When the time comes, we can just enjoy their tears of defeat."
The group of people left arrogantly.
Those from the Medicine Emperor Courtyard felt extremely sullen in their hearts after losing the first round. This time around, they had to bring out their full strength and trample the Pill Emperor Hall beneath their feet!
Seeing the disciples of the Pill Emperor Hall and Medicine Emperor Hall throwing out such harsh words, the spectators in the surroundings all cheered in unison.
They were just here to watch the show and didn't mind if things got out of hand.
Clang, clang, clang —
Just as the crowd was engaged in a heated discussion, the crisp sound of a bell rang, reverberating throughout the Wind Moon Plaza.
Instantly, the lively crowd quieted down.
Countless gazes landed on the high platform in front of them, where an old figure stood.
"In the name of the president of the Inscription Union, I hereby announce that the thirteenth Pill King Tournament will now begin!" President Meng Chuan announced in a clear voice.
His voice was like the waves of the sea, spreading in all directions.
The crowd below erupted into earth-shattering cheers, scattering the clouds in the sky.
President Meng Chuan's voice reverberated, "Participants, please return to your seats."
As his voice faded, hundreds of figures soared into the air, flying towards the black stone platform.
Song Qianqian was clad in a green robe. Spiritual energy surged beneath her feet, forming a cloud that carried her towards the stone platform.
"So beautiful, she's simply a goddess descending to the mortal world!"
"She's so young, but she's actually a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator. The Medicine Emperor Courtyard is really something!"
The surrounding cultivators exclaimed in admiration.
The short-haired youth, Duan Fei, also flew with his hands behind his back. His movements were elegant and at ease, causing many female cultivators to scream.
"What are you pretending for? This young master knows how to do it too!" Wu Shaoyu's face was full of arrogance.
He turned his head to look at Lin Xuan and said disdainfully, "You better think of a better posture, don't throw the face of the Pill Emperor Hall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot through the air like an arrow.
These people were actually all Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivators. Although Wu Shaoyu's cultivation was somewhat exaggerated, he was still able to fly.
The others didn't have such elegant movements. They weren't Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivators, so they could only use their excellent movement techniques to get on the platform.
After these people went up, the surrounding cultivators focused their attention on Lin Xuan.
They wouldn't forget that Lin Xuan had defeated the Medicine Emperor Courtyard with his new pills in the exhibition.
"Eh, he's actually not a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator? How is he going to get up there? "
"I don't know, he definitely can't fly up there."
"He should use his movement technique, but if he does, he'll be much weaker than Song Qianqian and the others."
Lin Xuan rubbed his nose. This was an alchemy competition, they should be competing on the quality of the pills. Why did they have to show off their movement technique?
Could it be that having good movement technique would give them extra points?
Lin Xuan didn't understand, but since they wanted to show off, he would show them.
On the stone platform, Duan Fei, Song Qianqian, and the others looked down at Lin Xuan as if they were watching a show.
On the platform, the alchemy masters were also waiting for Lin Xuan to get on the stage.
Song Yunxing and the others sneered. They couldn't wait for Lin Xuan to fail.
Under the crowd's anticipation, Lin Xuan took a step forward.
He walked up step by step as if he was climbing a staircase.
"What the hell? Does he really think that he's a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator?"
"If this continues, he'll fall to his death."
Duan Fei looked down and sneered, "What an idiot!"
But then, his pupils shrunk and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Not only him, the surrounding cultivators all had their mouths wide open as if they had seen something terrifying.
In the air, Lin Xuan walked up step by step. His feet stepped on the air, and the shadow of a silver dragon emerged.
"Stepping on the air? This is impossible! "
"He's not a Harmonious Spirit Realm cultivator, how did he do it?"
"Is he hiding his strength?"
The crowd guessed, but they didn't feel any spirit energy fluctuation.
While the crowd was puzzled, President Meng Chuan smiled.
"Little guy, what a pure soul force!"
"Old Monster Han, where did you find such a young man?"
As soon as President Meng Chuan spoke, the surrounding alchemy masters suddenly understood. They quickly sensed the changes in the sky.
"This is … soul force!"
"He actually used his soul force to make the stairs!"
The elders all sucked in a breath of cold air. This method was too terrifying.
Not only did it require a strong soul force, it also required precise control. If there was a slight mistake, he would fall.
Song Yunxing and the others' faces were gloomy. They stared at Lin Xuan with hatred.
"How can this kid have such a pure soul?"
"Don't be afraid. Although he's powerful, he still hasn't broken through to the third grade. He's still lacking compared to Duan Fei."
"We'll definitely win this competition!" Elder Blackheart laughed.
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