Chapter 503 - Eat Feces

Chapter 503 - Eat Feces

Eight-star alchemists typically conducted their pill refinement in private alchemy chambers, where few were permitted access due to the many secrets involved and the risk of valuable techniques being leaked.

"Grandmaster Huang, what do you plan to refine?" A seven-star alchemist asked, wanting to know what Huang Tao would refine. With the Life and Death Pledge signed, the next step was for both sides to start their alchemy process.

"An eighth-grade pill, the Blood Pill!" Huang Tao replied, and he had come prepared with the necessary ingredients. The Blood Pill was a common pill that could be easily found on the market because the variation of pills would decrease as their grade rose.

Out of all the commonly seen eighth-grade pills on the market, the Blood Pill was one of them. As for ninth-grade pills, they were pitifully scarce, and there were only five variations at best.

"I wonder what Grandmaster Bi is going to refine?" a seven-star alchemist asked in a sarcastic tone.

If Bi Gongyu was going to refine a seventh-grade pill, there was no need for the competition because he would've already lost the fight. No matter how impressive a seventh-grade pill was, it could not compete with eighth-grade pills.

"The Spirit Restoration Pill!" Bi Gongyu's reply was simple and short. He didn't mention the grade because it was public knowledge that the Spirit Restoration Pill was a ninth-grade pill.

However, the only elder who knew how to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion had mysteriously died a thousand years ago, and no one had been able to recreate it since then.

"What?!" The entire Treasure Pill Peak erupted when they heard what Bi Gongyu said.

Everyone looked at Bi Gongyu with disbelief and thought he was spouting nonsense.

However, Yi Xuan opened his eyes and stared at Bi Gongyu. If Bi Gongyu could produce the Spirit Restoration Pill, his grandson would have the opportunity to be treated.

Yi Nan’s hands trembled as he remained seated in the chair.

Tian Xing was stunned and turned to look at Liu Wuxie, who kept his eyes closed, disregarding the surrounding gazes.

"This is impossible! The Spirit Restoration Pill is a ninth-grade pill. How can someone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm refine it?" an eight-star alchemist argued, refusing to believe Bi Gongyu's words.

"Master Qin is right. Even the five nine-star alchemists in the Treasure Pill Peak can't produce the Spirit Restoration Pill, but he claims to be capable of refining it. This is the most absurd thing I've heard!"

Everyone's respect for Liu Wuxie turned into ridicule. They all thought that Liu Wuxie was trying to gain attention, but several individuals wore solemn expressions after hearing what Bi Gongyu said.

They knew that Liu Wuxie wasn't someone who would spout nonsense. Since he dared to make such a claim, he must be able to back it up. After all, losing the fight meant death; no one would mess around with their lives on the line.

Huang Tao's face became ugly after he heard what Bi Gongyu said. His Blood Pill was an eighth-grade pill, while the Spirit Restoration Pill was a ninth-grade pill. They were on a different level, to begin with.

Qing Mu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he finally knew why Yi Xuan would abolish Mo Lan's cultivation. So it turned out that he was trying to curry favor with Liu Wuxie.

"This must be another one of Liu Wuxie's psychological tactics. He must be trying to make Grandmaster Huang uneasy and pressure him to reduce his success rate so that Bi Gongyu can win." Most people suddenly came to their senses and realized this was another 'scheme' of Liu Wuxie's.

After all, the greatest taboo when refining pills was the inability to maintain a calm heart. The slightest emotional turbulence might cause them to make mistakes, resulting in a failed refinement.

"That must be it! How can the Spirit Restoration Pill be so easily refined? Many of the ingredients are long lost through time, and it's impossible to gather them." More people began to support that view and felt that Liu Wuxie was merely throwing a smokescreen, a tactic to defeat Huang Tao.

"He's devious. Grandmaster Huang, don’t fall for his trap!" Several alchemists voiced their support, rising to back Huang Tao and urging him not to be deceived.

It was no longer important if this was a psychological tactic because the outcome would be revealed today.

After all, such an opportunity to witness an eight-star alchemist's refinement process was rare, akin to having a master to teach one the art of alchemy directly.

"The Myriad Flow Unite is flawless! I estimate that this batch can produce at least fifteen Blood Pills." An eight-star alchemist gave Huang Tao a thumbs-up. He couldn't achieve it, and Huang Tao performed beyond his standards today.

Huang Tao's performance strengthened after his desire for revenge peaked, and his movements became flawless.

Strangely enough, Liu Wuxie didn't seem interested in Huang Tao's refinement technique. After briefly opening his eyes, he quickly closed them and retreated into his world.

Time gradually passed, and the process of refining the eighth-grade pill was a long process that required patience.

The competition on the Treasure Pill Peak soon attracted the attention of many people, and even the elders in seclusion came to watch.

"What's going on? Why are they competing in alchemy here?" an elder in the Nascent Transformation Realm asked.

Someone quickly explained everything in full detail.

"What nonsense! He claims that he wants to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill?" The elders who had just arrived thought it was absurd.

The Spirit Restoration Pill was a ninth-grade pill with a harsh requirement for the ingredients.

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion only possessed an incomplete formula, and many spiritual herbs had gone extinct.

Elder Yi Xuan had consulted the sect master, but even the sect master couldn't refine it. From this fact alone, anyone could tell how tough it was to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill.

There weren't any Spirit Restoration Pill on the market, and Liu Wuxie could only refine it if he didn't want to compete with the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's market share.

After the formula was modified, it was even cheaper than refining some seventh-grade pills, but Liu Wuxie would determine the final price because it wasn't available on the market.

"Have you all noticed that Bi Gongyu's refinement technique seems different each time?" Many people soon noticed Bi Gongyu's unusual performance.

Most alchemists would focus on one refinement technique, and their technique would only change slightly when refining different pills, but not by much.

Bi Gongyu's refinement method completely differed from when he refined the Spirit Recovery Pill, which had toppled their understanding. Each of his techniques seemed to go against the norm and was hard to comprehend.

"We'll find out shortly. Let's see how they embarrass themselves!"

Two hours passed, and Huang Tao was nearing the end because the Blood Pill was starting to form.

On Bi Gongyu's side, several herbs had to be added, and there was still some time left before the pills were formed.

When the competition reached its end, Song Ling appeared with a bag in his right hand containing the jar he had left with. When he returned, a foul stench wafted from the jar.

"Take it away!" Liu Wuxie pinched his nose when Song Ling walked over.

"It's fresh and warm, guaranteed that he will be satisfied!" Song Ling chuckled and walked to the side with the jar. The nearby disciples scattered as he approached them, not daring to get too close to him.

The disciple who had said he would kneel and eat feces earlier had his face turned ashen, and his cheeks puffed up. He hadn't expected Song Ling to bring feces over for real.