Fan Tong's hand speed was too fast, so fast that it became a blur of hand shadows. Almost every pill that shot into the sky would leave a shadow before disappearing.
Everyone who wanted to see what the elixir actually looked like craned their necks, looking completely bewildered, unable to see anything at all.
Especially after hearing Grandmaster Ma's words, everyone present became even more curious, wishing they could pry open Grandmaster Fan Tong's hand right now to see if the pills in his hand and the pill bottle were Origin Splendor Pill, or even if they had Pill Markings.
This is outrageous! Others are already considered geniuses if they can refine three to five pills at a time, and their skill in alchemy would make everyone jealous. But Yang Zhen? He refined a whole pot!
Fan Tong struggled for a long time, until he was sweating profusely, before finally putting the last Origin Splendor Pill into the pill bottle while panting heavily. Throughout the process, Fan Tong's disciple went into the room to retrieve the pill bottle five times.
Of the one hundred pills, excluding the one swallowed by the Shameless Cat, Fan Tong carefully placed the remaining ninety-nine into a pill bottle.
Upon hearing Grandmaster Ma's words, Fan Tong frowned, stared at Grandmaster Ma for a long while, and then sighed and said:
"Brother Ma, it's true that one should strive for honor in life, but one must also be able to let go. You're already so old, what obsessions do you still have to hold onto? You've disappointed me greatly today. With your current mindset, I'm afraid you'll never make any further progress in alchemy!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present changed their expressions and looked at Fan Tong Fan Tong in astonishment, never expecting him to say such serious things to Grandmaster Ma.
If there is no further improvement in alchemy, wouldn't that mean that Grandmaster Ma will be stuck at the Grandmaster level for the rest of his life? This is simply the cruelest judgment for Alchemist.
Grandmaster Ma's expression gradually changed. He suddenly gasped, shook his head, tossing his long silver hair aside, and said to Fan Tong with a fierce but weak expression:
"I haven't improved at all? I'm narrow-minded and stubborn? What about that wretched brat Yang Zhen? Did you hear what he said just now? He almost drove this old man to his death! I don't believe it! I don't believe that someone so young could refine so Origin Splendor Pill, and I don't believe that Origin Splendor Pill Markings could appear on them!"
At this point, Grandmaster Ma pointed at the pressure cooker in front of Yang Zhen, roared, and said, "I just inspected this Pill Furnace. It's not even Pill Furnace. What is this? If this can produce pills, then what about all the pills I've refined in my life?"
Grandmaster Ma appeared to be insane, as if his life's pursuit had been severely impacted. Yang Zhen's alchemy techniques had almost completely overturned his understanding of the world, and he was simply unable to withstand it.
Fan Tong shook his head and sighed, looking at Grandmaster Ma with pity. Actually, there was no need to look at the Origin Splendor Pill anymore. Given Grandmaster Ma's current state of being tormented by his Heart Demon, he would be living a life worse than death after this, unless he could find the most effective way to suppress his Heart Demon, or... Yang Zhen died!
"What are you sighing about?" Grandmaster Ma pointed at Fan Tong and said, "I know, you're all in cahoots. You set up a trap long ago, waiting for me to walk right into it, weren't you?"
Fan Tong's expression remained unchanged as he coldly stared at Grandmaster Ma, his expression revealing annoyance and disappointment.
The Shameless Cat, having failed to snatch a single pill, sullenly approached Yang Zhen. Looking at Grandmaster Ma with amusement, it said, "This old man has actually turned his Heart Demon into a demonic obsession. Kid, be careful; those whose hearts are afflicted by demons can bite."
"Holy crap!" Yang Zhen was startled and looked at the Shameless Cat with a strange expression, asking, "Bite people? Bite people with your mouth?"
The Shameless Cat curled its lip and said disdainfully, "Besides his mouth, what other part of his body can bite?"
Damn, demonic possession is truly terrifying!
Yang Zhen was startled and instinctively moved away from Grandmaster Ma. He was mainly worried that if Grandmaster Ma bit him in a fit of anger, he might need to get vaccinated, and there didn't seem to be any vaccines around.
Faced with Grandmaster Ma's relentless pressure, Fan Tong snorted coldly, casually picked up a bottle from the table, threw it at him, and said, "You wanted to see, didn't you? Look! I'm doing this for your own good, but you treat me like a villain. This is simply outrageous!"
A cold, fanatical glint flashed in Grandmaster Ma's eyes. He abruptly opened the pill bottle and was immediately stunned.
In his hand, a dark green pill shone brightly, emitting a soft glow, like a beautiful luminous pearl, only slightly less radiant.
Everyone could tell at a glance from its luster and color that this pill was worth many times more than the Origin Splendor Pill that Grandmaster Ma had just taken out.
What shocked everyone even more was that on the Origin Splendor Pill in Grandmaster Ma's hand, several mysterious and exquisite patterns were radiating righteous energy, beautiful and magnificent, adding a touch of vitality to the pill out of thin air, making the Origin Splendor Pill come alive.
Most importantly, each Pill Markings coiled around it, lifelike and exuding a unique charm.
" Pill Markings!" Elder Yao exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise. He said excitedly, "There really is Pill Markings! Good lad, so amazing!"
Hua Youyue nodded, her smile widening. She stole a glance at Yang Zhen, then completely relaxed.
"One, two, three... six, seven, my god, it's actually the Seven Dragon Mark Origin Splendor Pill! This... this is the best of the best! How did Yang Zhen manage to do that?"
" Yang Zhen just said that the Seven Dragon Mark Origin Splendor Pill is the most precious... Any one of them has the Seven Dragon Pattern. So... what about the others?"
As if he had heard those words, Grandmaster Ma suddenly rushed towards Fan Tong, hesitated for a while on the table, and then randomly picked up another bottle.
"Wow, it's also a seven-dragon pattern! This... this is like a dream!"
Grandmaster Ma roared, his teeth clenched so tightly they seemed to be splitting open. "No, impossible!"
Another bottle was used.
"My God, it's the Seven Dragons Pattern again! Just what kind of monster is Yang Zhen?"
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, utterly shocked. Fan Tong, however, watched Grandmaster Ma with a cold smile, offering no resistance to his actions.
One bottle, two bottles, ten bottles...
They all have seven dragon patterns!
When Grandmaster Ma examined the nineteenth bottle, everyone's eyes were numb, yet no one blinked. It was nothing short of a miracle, and no one wanted to miss a single detail of this miracle.
Grandmaster Ma picked up the twentieth bottle, his mouth dry, and swallowed hard. With trembling hands, he opened the bottle and poured out one of the crystal-clear, dark green pills.
"Impossible..."
Amidst gasps of alarm, Grandmaster Ma muttered to himself, staggered back two steps, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof," startling everyone.
Whoosh!
Fan Tong moved, and with a casual wave of his hand, a terrifying surge of energy appeared before everyone, forming a barrier that blocked the blood that Grandmaster Ma had spat out.
"You scoundrel, don't ruin so many good pills!"
"You..." Grandmaster Ma was distraught and furious. He pointed at Fan Tong, but in the end he could only sigh, give Yang Zhen a sinister look, and silently turn and walk away.
Everyone was shocked to see this. Grandmaster Ma's departure without saying goodbye was practically an admission of failure in this Pill Evaluation.
All eyes turned to Yang Zhen. Today, Yang Zhen was undoubtedly the most dazzling person in the Fan Residence. He stood there quietly with a calm expression.
Just as everyone was sighing with emotion, Yang Zhen's calm voice rang out again. "Stop!"
Grandmaster Ma trembled violently, whirled around to stare at Yang Zhen, his eyes bloodshot. "What else do you want to do?"