Chapter 1197
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"I say, Old Senior, I've already refined the Jadeflame Immortal Orchid. Do I still need to finish refining the Jadeflame Pill?"
Despite knowing that she had smacked Guiyuan Zhen in the face, the red-dressed girl was unforgiving. She deliberately mocked Guiyuan Zhen and even deliberately emphasized the words' Old Senior '.
Guiyuan Zhen's face was pale as he stood there like a statue. He was unable to back down.
It was as though a scholar had prepared a beautiful essay and was planning on competing with his opponent to see who was better at writing, only to suddenly realize that his opponent was from a literary family. Any random cabinet they opened would be filled with a pile of works that had been passed down through generations. The beautiful essay was nothing but a pile of waste paper in the eyes of others.
Guiyuan Zhen felt like he had been instantly defeated. The recipe that he was so proud of was nothing more than an ordinary item in the eyes of others.
"Bully! What a bully! This isn't any alchemical technique at all. It's all because the flame is better than ours. What sort of heritage is that? You call us nouveau riche, but they are the real nouveau riche! "
Zhang Xiaotian was infuriated as well. He had wanted to discuss techniques, but the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect ended up flaunting their sect's heritage. It made Guiyuan Zhen, as well as the other doctors and alchemists present, feel their faces burn as though they had been slapped in the face.
Although the red-dressed girl was asking Guiyuan Zhen, her arrogant gaze swept across everyone's faces.
She obviously knew that Guiyuan Zhen was only representing the doctors and alchemists. Everyone present was unconvinced by the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect.
"Oh? You say that this isn't alchemical technique? " The red-clothed girl suddenly looked at Zhang Xiaotian. Zhang Xiaotian's indignant voice had been clearly heard by the red-clothed girl among the crowd.
"Then, what alchemical technique do you have? You can come up and perform it. I can compete with you without using the Extreme Frost-ice Flame. If there's anything you can do that I can't, I'm willing to admit defeat!" said the red-dressed girl as she looked at Zhang Xiaotian.
Zhang Xiaotian immediately choked. When he saw everyone's eyes focus on his face, his face gradually turned red.
Although he had said some harsh words, he had no confidence that he could compete with the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect's geniuses in a contest of techniques.
Upon seeing Zhang Xiaotian admit defeat, the red-dressed girl's lips curled into a contemptuous smile. It was a smile that stung Zhang Xiaotian even more.
"People without true ability are just there to make up the numbers. How dare they say mediocre people are jealous of geniuses?" said the red-dressed girl as she looked into the sky.
"Enough, Yue'er. Sit down!" Skyfire Sacred Hands said. They came from the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect after all. They naturally had to maintain the bearing of a large sect.
Skyfire Sacred Hands was not interested in smacking the faces of these ordinary doctors and alchemists. It was enough to let these people know his prowess.
"Hmph." The red-dressed girl glanced arrogantly at Zhang Xiaotian and Guiyuan Zhen before putting away the cauldron and sitting back down.
Zhang Xiaotian's face alternated between red and white, and he was so angry that his body was trembling.
After a while, he shook his head bitterly. "Forget it, forget it. My skills are inferior."
In fact, there were many people who felt the same way as Zhang Xiaotian. The red-dressed girl's final words were not only directed at Zhang Xiaotian.
But in this case, they just didn't have a better alchemy skill to prove themselves. This was what made them most aggrieved.
At that moment, Pavilion Lord Si spoke to break the deadlock. "Since everyone is eager to try, why don't I bring the infected disciples of my Myriad Immortal Pavilion here? Let the various doctors diagnose them."
Since it was a diagnosis, there was naturally no priority. Everyone could examine the illness, and then see who could find the cure.
All the doctors and alchemists present knew about the rewards that the Myriad Immortal Pavilion had prepared for this Grand Alchemical-cum-Medical Meet. However, Pavilion Lord Si still had to repeat it.
"As long as you can find a cure for the plague, my Myriad Immortal Pavilion has prepared many natural treasures for you to choose from."
Boxes after boxes were carefully carried to the banquet by over a dozen beautiful maids. They stood in a row behind Pavilion Lord Si.
Pavilion Master Si casually mentioned a few natural treasures. Every time he mentioned one, a maid would open the box and reveal a numinous treasure that was rich in spirit energy.
And when Pavilion Lord Si mentioned the Soul Returning Root, Yi Yun's pupils constricted.
Soul Returning Root!
The Soul Returning Root had been added to the rewards by the Myriad Immortal Pavilion to lure him out. And Yi Yun had come precisely for the Soul Returning Root.
Upon seeing the Soul Returning Root in the box, Yi Yun's heart burned with passion. This Soul Returning Root was of even better quality than the one he had obtained from Ru'er's father.
After mentioning the Soul Returning Root, Pavilion Lord Si's tone faltered slightly.
He naturally knew the use of the Soul Returning Root. In fact, he had begun searching for it before the plague broke out. However, it was no longer realistic to use the Soul Returning Root to lure Yi Yun out today. To a large extent, it was purely a reward.
As Pavilion Lord Si's voice faded, more than ten infected Myriad Immortal Pavilion geniuses stood on the stage. One of them was Si Shaoyu.
The moment Si Shaoyu reached the stage, he cast a fervent gaze at Skyfire Sacred Hands and company.
Back when the people from the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect first arrived, he had requested Skyfire Sacred Hands to treat him. However, he was rejected by Skyfire Sacred Hands. Today, the Grand Alchemical-cum-Medical Meet had finally begun.
Upon seeing the infected geniuses from the Myriad Immortal Pavilion appear, disciples from large factions could not help but discuss. The Myriad Immortal Pavilion was truly eager. However, the Grand Alchemical-cum-Medical Meet was organized by the Myriad Immortal Pavilion. It was only normal for their geniuses to be treated first.
As for the geniuses from the other factions, they would pay the price to seek treatment from the doctor who had found the cure.
After what had just happened, even the people from these factions were completely focused on the people from the Nine Cauldron Alchemical Sect. They had high hopes for Skyfire Sacred Hands.
"Everyone, please begin," said Pavilion Lord Si.
Zhang Xiaotian widened his eyes as he looked at the infected geniuses on the stage. In fact, he had already tried but to no avail.
However, he held back his frustration today. Unwilling to give up, he circled the stage again and used his Yuan Qi to probe their bodies. Finally, he returned dejectedly and shook his head. "Sigh, I can only tell that their Yuan Qi is nearly depleted and their bodies are weak. I can't tell the cause of their illness."
The other doctors and alchemists had already attempted it, but they had given up. They were only here to experience the event. As for the many alchemists and doctors who had just arrived in the Myriad Divine Territory, they went up to take a look. Some of them shook their heads helplessly, while others frowned in deep thought.
Only the patriarchs of these factions could tell that the plague was caused by the possession of an evil spirit. These doctors and alchemists could not even find the cause.
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