Before Chen Wen could respond, Yao Shan spoke up. "He is my junior. Could I really fail to give you what is owed?"
This...
Everyone was shaken to the core.
Only now did they realize that they had still underestimated how highly their Ancestor regarded Chen Wen.
It was no exaggeration to say this.
No matter how recently someone had joined the younger generation, no one would use an Emperor Pill as collateral.
Yao Shan had said it before so many people. There was no taking it back now.
If Chen Wen truly lost, Yao Shan would have to produce it.
Yao Tu took a deep breath before saying, "Since you, Ancestor, are acting as guarantor, I naturally have no objections."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted back to Chen Wen. "Kid, get that Emperor Pill ready early."
Chen Wen smiled faintly. "That depends on whether the person you favor has the ability."
"Then we shall wait and see."
Yao Tu gave a cold snort and fell silent.
The corners of Chen Wen's lips curled slightly before he turned back toward the Grand Arena.
By then, all the alchemists had finished refining. Only the final release from the furnaces remained.
Chen Wen's gaze swept over three figures among the crowd.
They were Yao Dongliu, Yao Dongxing, and Qin Sangsang.
All three wore confident expressions. At a glance, it was clear they were very satisfied with their results.
In the blink of an eye, another quarter-hour passed.
By then, quite a few people had already formed their pills and released them from their furnaces.
The entire Grand Arena was suffused with a rich medicinal fragrance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At that moment, three explosive sounds rang out simultaneously.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn over.
The figures before their eyes were Yao Dongxing,