The whole venue erupted. Wei Xiang was so furious he was breathing hard, his face dark as he turned and left.
No one would blame Xu Yi—not even Wei Xiang.
It wasn't because they were magnanimous, but because they simply didn't believe Xu Yi had that kind of ability.
Wei Xiang especially knew that for the Sea King Gall to split open like that, there could only be one explanation: the soul that had poured into it was too powerful, so powerful that the alchemical markings attached to the Sea King Gall could not bear it.
Only under those circumstances would the Sea King Gall crack.
But according to the Way of Alchemy master who had helped him construct the alchemical markings, such a thing was impossible.
Even the soul of a True Pill powerhouse could never be that powerful.
Thus, no matter how furious Wei Xiang was, he wouldn't vent his anger on Xu Yi in front of everyone.
Because doing so would only make people think he was ignorant.
"Master Wei, what about the Spirit Stones you promised? It was your own Sea King Gall that malfunctioned, not my divided soul failing to light it. You're the Eldest Young Master of the Wei Family. Surely you're not going to welsh on the deal?"
Xu Yi's voice rang out. Wei Xiang felt a chill crawl down his back. He forced himself not to curse aloud, then swept his hand out, sending ten mid-grade Spirit Stones into Xu Yi's palm.
"And he still has the nerve to ask for Spirit Stones? Su Mou said long ago that the Wei Family should never have allowed such a person to stand among our ranks."
The man in green robes sneered. His voice was soft, yet everyone heard him.
Xu Yi alone remained