Bet on Alchemy

Beside Scarface Man stood a gaunt, skeletal man.

The man's face was pale, like someone terminally ill. He let out a cold laugh. "Young Master Wang Xu, worthy indeed of being an outstanding talent of the Wang Family of the Central Lands. Not only is your reputation enormous, but your tone is too. How about we compete to see who understands pill refinement better?"

"Just you?" Wang Xu thought highly of himself and did not regard Scarface Man or the gaunt man at all.

In his view, only the top three geniuses of the great holy lands in the Northern Frontier counted as talents. All other cultivators were nothing but barbarians and rough outlaws.

The gaunt man raised his voice again. "Do you dare or not? If you don't, you'd better stay far away from the Goddess from now on."

"What status do you have? What right do you have to compete with me?" Wang Xu said coldly.

Scarface Man fanned the flames from the side, roaring with laughter. "So the genius of the Wang Family in the Central Lands is just a coward who doesn't even dare accept the challenge of an unknown nobody. Looks like he was only bragging before. In truth, he doesn't know how to refine pills at all."

The two men enraged Wang Xu until smoke seemed to rise from his head. He was the second-ranked member of the younger generation of the Wang Family in the Central Lands. He held himself in the highest regard—not only was he a martial arts prodigy, but also a genius in pill refinement. A highly skilled Essence-Level Grand Heart Nourisher had once praised him as someone with the potential to become a Medicine king.

Yet after arriving in the Northern Frontier, he had actually been mocked by two