Alchemist Grand Meeting

The Mind-Calming Pill was complete!

The Eighth-Tier three-colored pill lightning in the sky looked even more terrifying.

But in Mo Xuan's eyes, it was still a matter of one sweep of his sleeve.

"Take it and see what difference there is!"

Mo Xuan was utterly nonchalant, paying the Eighth-Tier Pill no mind.

It did not even qualify to develop a spirit, much less deserve a place in his collection.

They needed it anyway, so he might as well give it to them.

Yao Chen accepted it as though he had received a priceless treasure.

In fact, it was a precious treasure. If word of it got out, even a Dou Zun expert would be unable to resist trying to snatch it.

"This pill has a spirit!"

After examining it for a long time, Yao Chen let out a deep sigh.

He fell far short!

"I have learned much."

Yao Chen bowed deeply to Mo Xuan as he spoke.

"All of you take a look too! Though you won't be able to see much."

Yao Chen sounded somewhat dispirited.

Soon, the Eighth-Tier Tranquil Heart Pill was in Xiao Yan's hands.

A little rabbit?

Although the Eighth-Tier Tranquil Heart Pill did not have the potential to develop a spirit, it still possessed a considerable degree of spirituality and had used the immense energy within it to assume a suitable form.

"Master, why don't you give me this Mind-Calming Pill?"

Xiao Yan gazed at it longingly, an idea taking shape.

He had nothing particularly precious on hand, so when he wanted to surprise Xun'er, he could sometimes only offer a small token of his affection.

With this Eighth-Tier Tranquil Heart Pill, he could hold his head high.

"You little monkey!"

Though Yao Chen said that, his gaze drifted almost imperceptibly toward Senior Mo.

Since this man was acquainted with Senior Xiao, he should be willing to grant this favor!

"Xiao Yan? A decent junior, I suppose. Take it as a meeting gift."

With a wave of his hand, Mo Xuan summoned an exquisite table and chairs and helped himself to the delicate tea he had gathered earlier.

"Thank you, Senior Mo!"

Xiao Yan's face lit up with excitement. He had struck it rich. Though he had confidence in himself, there was no telling when he would become an eighth-tier alchemist.

How could that compare to the joy of getting something for nothing?

Fa Ma and Hai Bodong watched enviously from the side, but neither dared say anything. They only hoped to get a look at it later.

Yao Chen stepped forward and began discussing the essence and secrets of alchemy with Mo Xuan.

The others watched but could not understand a word. Xiao Yan was bored out of his mind.

His skill was close to the bottom among those present.

Besides, his cultivation was not high enough, so even if he forced himself to memorize it, it would not help much.

Besides, with his ancestor's connection, wouldn't asking for guidance later be as easy as grabbing something within reach?

"Senior Mo, Master, I'll head back to cultivate and prepare for the Jia Ma Empire's Alchemist Grand Meeting."

Unable to sit still any longer, Xiao Yan boldly announced his intention to leave.

"Go on!"

Mo Xuan waved a hand casually.

Although he could not see anything unusual about the boy either, since Xiao Xuan valued him, Mo Xuan would naturally look after him.

Either way, it was only a small favor that cost him nothing.

Gu Xun'er and her guard were now cultivating alongside Xiao Yan. After all, Wutan City had really not been a good place to cultivate.

Following Venerable Yao, even she, the Gu Clan's young miss, held the help Yao Chen gave her in cultivation in high regard.

Of course, she did not take it for nothing.

Gu Xun'er had considerable wealth of her own.

At that moment, she was cultivating in a quiet room.

"Xun'er, Xun'er!"

Before he had even entered, Xiao Yan began calling out eagerly.

"Brother Xiao Yan!"

Drawing in the Dou Qi circulating around her, Xun'er gave Xiao Yan a sweet smile as he pushed the door open and entered.

Only Xiao Yan could do as he pleased before her. Anyone else would have been slapped to death by her guard, the Shadow Dou Emperor, long ago.

"Look!"

Looking very pleased with himself, Xiao Yan brought out the little rabbit he had hidden behind his back.

"Do you like it?"

"An Eighth-Tier Pill?"

Gu Xun'er cried out in surprise. Even to her, as she was now, it was quite precious.

"Did Senior Xiao give you this?"

"No, another senior surnamed Mo, who's close to my ancestor, gave it to me. He's still giving Master pointers right now!" Xiao Yan was immensely pleased with himself, even though he had not exactly stood out in all this.

But being able to spend time with such big shots meant he was a big shot too, didn't it?

A future big shot!

"Senior Mo?"

Gu Xun'er frowned slightly. Ever since learning of Xiao Xuan's existence, she had devoted herself to gathering information from a thousand years ago and on the backgrounds of various experts.

But she had never heard of this senior surnamed Mo.

His strength was surely at the Dou Sheng level, and his alchemy was definitely above the ninth tier.

For no record of such a figure to have survived... that was strange.

After thinking about it for a while, Gu Xun'er soon put it out of her mind.

Even if she knew all that, what of it? The most terrifying one was still Senior Xiao!

Unfortunately, she still could not pass the news on.

She could always sense a terrifying presence lingering over her.

It surpassed even the trump card her father had left her.

He truly was the number one person on the Dou Qi Continent!

A thousand years had passed; there was no telling how terrifying his strength had become.

An existence beyond all reason.

With a sigh, Gu Xun'er finally said to Xiao Yan, "This is too precious. I can't accept it."

"Since the senior gave it to you, you should keep it safe."

Xiao Yan stopped grinning then. "Xun'er, do we still need to draw a line between what's yours and what's mine? It's the same whether you have it or I do, and besides, I have no use for it in my cultivation."

His clear, sincere gaze left Xun'er utterly entranced.

"Brother Xiao Yan!"

Overcome by affection, the two cuddled together.

"Speaking of which, this pill is rather unusual. The Mind-Calming Pill was originally only a low-level seventh-tier pill, but Senior Mo raised it all the way to an Eighth-Tier Three-Colored Pill. Find a time to take it yourself!"

Only at the end did Xiao Yan speak, somewhat reluctantly.

Having a third wheel nearby was really annoying.

If that Dou Emperor Ling Ying had not been Xun'er's guard, Xiao Yan would have beaten his teeth out and sent him crawling across the floor to find them.

My Xiao Clan isn't what it used to be.

Besides, having reached Dou Wang, Xiao Yan was feeling a little full of himself.

He could not beat someone like Xiao Yi Xian, who had a background similar to his, across cultivation ranks, but a mere Gu Clan guard?

Xiao Yan still felt he could take care of him as easily as grabbing something within reach.

"Then let's leave it at that for today! I won't keep you from resting."

With a hint of regret in his eyes, Xiao Yan withdrew.

Xun'er had explained before that if they did that too early, the Dou Di Bloodline would fade and be wasted.

Although Xiao Yan would be the one to benefit in the end, he could not be so selfish!

So even though his father kept urging him, Xiao Yan only brushed him off.

Life was hard!

Time passed slowly, and everyone kept busy. Those who cultivated did so, while those who did not wandered around at their leisure.

A few days later, the Alchemist Grand Meeting began.

In the Mittel Family's rear courtyard, Mo Xuan had already drifted away.

"Master, your treasured disciple is about to step onto the battlefield and make a name for himself. Aren't you going to offer me some encouragement?"

Ever since receiving Mo Xuan's guidance, Yao Chen had immersed himself in alchemy as if possessed.

Although he was only refining low-grade pills, he still devoted his entire attention to them, neglecting Xiao Yan quite a bit.

Having just finished refining a Sixth-Grade Pill, an Origin Nurturing Pill, Yao Chen put away his pill cauldron with some weariness. He looked at Xiao Yan, who had come over, and said irritably,

"It's just the Alchemist Grand Meeting of a small empire. If you can't take the championship, I might as well expel you from my tutelage."

That was true. Xiao Yan was already a Dou Wang, and his alchemy was firmly at the fourth-grade level. With the help of his Heavenly Flames, even a Fifth-grade Pill was easy for him to refine.

At that level, he could already reign supreme in the Jia Ma Empire.

And he was still going to take part in an Alchemist Grand Meeting for the younger generation?

It really was a bit like bullying.

That was why Yao Chen regarded it with even more disdain.

But taking the championship so easily would not be that simple.

Yun Shan had informed him about it before.

Little Yanzi, just you wait!

The corners of Yao Chen's mouth curled into a faint smile.