Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the hall, Xiao Yan arrived before the stone tablet, his gaze filled with curiosity as he examined the black stone tablet before him. After receiving a signal from the Pill Tower Elder, he slowly took a breath, his face calm and composed, and then raised his palm, imitating the ancients, and gently placed it on the character "seven".
"Hmph, all pretense. You're just some nobody of dubious origin. If your alchemy skills could match your Origin Qi cultivation, then I might as well quit the Medicine Realm."
Seeing Xiao Yan's current state on the field, Yao Shiling couldn't help but curl her lips and say with a disdainful look.
I hope you won't go back on your word later.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Siyu couldn't help but coldly retort. Yao Shiling was about to retort, but when she looked up and saw Xiao Yan's back, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. That figure made her feel a vague unease...
Even so, Yao Shiling still shook her head slightly, shaking off those negative emotions.
In the art of Yao Shiling admitted that Huoxun Mingcheng slightly inferior to Huo Xunmingcheng. However, when facing Xiao Yan, he had the pride of a member of the Yao Clan. He was confident that although he might be slightly inferior to Xiao Yan in cultivation, in the art of alchemy, looking across the continent, apart from the Huoxun Clan was now thriving in the Pill Tower, who could rival the Yao Clan?
However, Xiao Yan had no time to pay attention to any of this at the moment.
The moment his hand touched the stone tablet, the icy temperature and the iron-hard texture made Xiao Yan's eyes light up. This thing was made of the same material as the Soul Stone Iron Scroll in his Storage Ring!
Realizing this, Xiao Yan was overjoyed. So, this so-called Nine-Character Soul Stele before him was actually a much larger Soul Stone Iron Scroll. If he could probe his Spiritual Strength to its deepest point, perhaps he could...
However, unsurprisingly, after a thorough investigation, Xiao Yan's burning passion was extinguished by a bucket of cold water. He then came to his senses that if such methods were effective, the inheritance within the stone tablet would have been obtained long ago, and there would be no need for him to search for it here.
"In that case, wouldn't the result be the same as with that Soul Stone Iron Scroll? Unless some special method is used, there's simply no way to find it."
The immense Spiritual Strength swept wildly back and forth within the stone tablet, but ultimately to no avail. The crowd outside looked at Xiao Yan, who was frowning deeply in front of the stone tablet, with mocking eyes. They had seen this scene countless times, but they still found it fascinating.
"Hey, the higher a person's desires rise, the more excruciating the pain of defeat will be."
Amidst the disdain and ridicule from the outside world, Xiao Yan, who was now completely absorbed in the stone tablet, was calming his mind. Recalling the day before yesterday, when he was searching for the Soul Stone Iron Scroll, wasn't he in the same situation? Now, his method of investigation had not changed, and the only difference between the two Soul Stone was the size of their shells and the inscriptions engraved on them.
"Wait, inscription!"
In that instant, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Xiao Yan's mind, and a surge of emotion instantly rose in his heart. As if finding an outlet for his chaotic thoughts, he quickly calmed down, put aside all the previous searching process, sorted out his thoughts, and began to think again.
"In that case, the size of the Soul Stone is essentially the same; the only difference lies in the inscriptions. If we consider the Soul Stone as a carrier, then the so-called inheritance is actually just those inscriptions!"
Upon realizing this, Xiao Yan's mind cleared up. The only possible reaction between his Spiritual Strength and the stone tablet was the inscription carved on it by a powerful figure. With a thought, the Spiritual Strength he poured into the stone tablet immediately began to gather wildly.
"Since the first seven characters on the stone tablet have been tried countless times, only the last two characters remain!"
Calming his mind and spirit, Xiao Yan mobilized all his Spiritual Strength and frantically rushed towards the number eight and nine at the top of the stone tablet. After a series of Spiritual Strength attacks, the last two characters remained unmoved, like an abyss. It seemed that only Tier Eight Alchemist could attempt to do so.
This time, however, Xiao Yan did not give up easily. Since it was the only possibility, what harm was there in trying his best?
"Buzz!"
At a certain moment, Xiao Yan eyes were half-closed before the stone tablet, slightly twitched his eyelids and slowly opened them. In that instant of focused concentration, a glint of light flashed from the depths of his pupils. As he withdrew his hand, the inscription beneath his palm suddenly emitted an intensely bright light. The moment this light burst forth, silence immediately enveloped the hall. Not a single sound could be heard, and the entire hall was shrouded in an eerie atmosphere.
This silence lasted for about half a minute, and just as everyone in the hall was looking at each other in bewilderment, a faint tremor suddenly rang out from somewhere in the seating area.
"Seventh rank... high-rank... how is that possible?"
The light on the stone tablet already indicated the alchemist level of the person being tested. If the light was dim, it was low-level; if it was soft and full, it was mid-level. The extremely bright light at this moment was no weaker than the result of Huoxun Mingcheng's test earlier, and this was the proof of Tier Seven High-Level Alchemist!
"Whoosh!"
A murmur of astonishment followed, and all eyes turned to the gaunt figure before the stone tablet. Disbelief filled everyone's eyes. The Huoxun Clan members were one thing, but no one expected this unassuming young man in black robes to be a Tier Seven High-Level Alchemist. Such achievement was probably unmatched among the younger generation of the entire Central Region!
Mu Leng and Murong Qianqian shared the same thought. They believed they knew Xiao Yan far better than others, but even so, they never imagined that Xiao Yan not only had amazing cultivation, but had also reached such a high level as an alchemist.
As for Yao Shiling at this moment, his face was even more ashen. As a member of the Yao Clan, he had benefited greatly from the protection of his ancestors and had a talent for alchemy that far surpassed that of others. However, he never expected that he would suffer repeated setbacks at the hands of one person. This was an utter disgrace!
" Xiao Yan!"
Each word was forced out through gritted teeth, a hateful sound. Yao Shiling's eyes were red, her gaze filled with resentment as she stared at Xiao Yan, who had returned to his companions. Hatred surged within her chest, but just then, a cold laugh suddenly rang out.
"Our Xiao Clan has always been known for its resolute words and actions, but I wonder if the Yao Clan... keeps their word?"
At the end of his sentence, the deliberately sarcastic pause made Yao Shiling's face twitch violently with anger. He gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Xiao Siyu, who was smiling. His eyes seemed to say he wanted to kill her on the spot. After a moment, the anger in his chest finally turned into a cold snort. He turned his head and strode quickly out of the hall. Behind him, the old man also glanced at Xiao Yan and the others with a gloomy look, then smiled coldly and followed him away.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan, who was being held by the little girl's arm and asked questions curiously, was also stunned. He frowned and looked at Xiao Siyu, asking in confusion:
What happened?
Upon hearing this, Xiao Siyu pursed her red lips, curving them into an alluring smile, and said:
"He brought it upon himself."