Chapter 72 - Chapter 72: Chapter 72: If You Dare, Compete with Me in

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: If You Dare, Compete with Me in

Alchemy

Peng Zhigang saw that most of the guests had arrived and began the banquet.

He rose to his feet, holding up his glass to thank everyone for coming, delivering a generous speech.

After sitting down with everyone, Peng Zhigang raised his glass again and sincerely smiled at Yang Xiaotian, “Young Master Yang’s Sword Dao Talent is unparalleled. I, Peng Zhigang, am truly impressed. Here’s a toast to you.”

Over the past month, every time Yang Xiaotian comprehended the Stone Sword, he would always watch from a distance within his residence.

It could be said that he was Yang Xiaotian’s super fan.

“City Lord, you flatter me too much,” Yang Xiaotian replied politely, raising his glass in return.

Deng Yichun snorted inwardly as he heard Peng Zhigang praise Yang Xiaotian’s unrivaled Sword Dao Talent.

At that moment, Luo Junpeng spoke up, “Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t know if you’ve heard, but that mysterious alchemist sold twenty-six superior Dragon-Tiger Elixirs to the Wind Cloud Commerce Guild this time!”

“I’ve heard about it already. It’s said that even the surrounding countries were stirred by this event. Many superpowers from those countries want to recruit this person, and some even offered a sky-high price!” Hu Xing also exclaimed in admiration.

Peng Zhigang added with admiration, “The appraisers of the Wind Cloud Commerce Guild said that these twenty-six superior Dragon-Tiger Elixirs were all crafted this month. To produce twenty-six superior elixirs in one month— this person’s alchemy level is simply incredible!”

The audience in the great hall immediately burst into discussion.

A wave of amazement.

None could help but revere.

It was the news of this event that had brought people like Deng Yichun and Luo Junpeng to Divine Sword City.

For alchemists like them, it would be a great honor to even meet this terrifyingly skilled alchemist and exchange a few words.

“Word has it that this person calls himself Lord Long,” Chen Zihan spoke, her beautiful eyes sparkling with interest. “This person might well be a master from the Long Clan!”

“I’ve also heard that this person might be a high-level member of the Long Clan. He wears a Dragon Head Mask, and his skill of invisibility is extremely excellent, allowing him to vanish into darkness in the blink of an eye,” Zhang Dong, the head of the Zhang Family in Divine Sword City, said.

The Zhang family was one of the largest families in Divine Sword City, and Zhang Dong was one of the top experts in the city.

In no time, everyone was engrossed in discussing this mysterious Lord Long.

Some even claimed that Lord Long was a master who had withdrawn from the secular world.

Others thought that Lord Long was an elder because his voice sounded very hoarse when he spoke with Wen Jingyi, indistinguishable from an old person’s.

Yang Xiaotian listened to the surrounding discussions and shook his head with a smile.

After three rounds of drinks,

Deng Yichun suddenly said, “Yang Xiaotian, I’ve heard that your Sword Dao

Talent is rare in a thousand years and that you are the foremost talent in our

Divine Sea Country for hundreds of years. Since you can comprehend the Stone Sword whenever you wish, why not give us a performance today at the birthday feast, and let us all broaden our horizons.”

Everyone put down their glasses.

The initially lively scene quieted down.

Perform?

Yang Xiaotian looked at Deng Yichun, who spoke in a condescending tone, asking him to perform, and responded indifferently, “And who might you be?”

And who might you be?

The crowd was taken aback.

Deng Yichun’s expression became a bit unsightly.

Luo Junpeng, vice chancellor of the Yunhai Academy, immediately said, “This is our Yunhui Academy’s top disciple, Young Master Deng Yichun. Young Master Deng is the direct disciple of Master Wu Qi, one of the four great alchemists of our Divine Sea Country.”

“So he is the direct disciple of Master Wu Qi, one of the great alchemists of our Divine Sea Country,” Yang Xiaotian said. “In that case, Young Master Deng’s level of alchemy must be quite high. I wonder if you can craft the supreme Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid. Why not give us a performance and let us all broaden our horizons as well?”

Deng Yichun nearly choked.

Even his master wouldn’t dare to guarantee that he could craft the supreme Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid every time, let alone him.

At this moment, Cheng Beibei, who couldn’t stand to see Yang Xiaotian’s attitude, couldn’t help but say, “Yang Xiaotian, you talk as if you could craft the supreme Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid. Forget the supreme grade; I bet you can’t even produce an inferior Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid.”

Just as Peng Zhigang was about to speak, Cheng Beibei suddenly leapt up, landing in the center of the hall, and then pointed her sword at Yang Xiaotian, “Yang Xiaotian, don’t you boast of being unrivaled in swordmanship? I want to learn your sword techniques.”

Yang Xiaotian’s brows furrowed.

“What, are you afraid?” Cheng Beibei sneered, “As a Sword Hall Elder, are you really too scared to accept a challenge from a first-year student?”

“Afraid?” Yang Xiaotian said, “Today is City Lord Peng’s birthday banquet, and I’m worried that fighting you might make you vomit blood and dirty the hall.”

Hearing this, Cheng Beibei became enraged, no longer concealing her aura, as Innate True Qi began to circulate.

“The Innate Realm!”

“Princess No. Four has broken through to the Innate Realm.”

“Princess No. Four just turned ten years old, right? Reaching the Innate Realm at fourteen, her talent is astonishing.”

In the grand hall, exclamations of admiration filled the air.

At that moment, Cheng Beibei suddenly thrust her sword towards Yang Xiaotian, who was still seated, “Yang Xiaotian, take my Innate Sword.” With a flicker of her sword, it shone brilliantly.

After breaking through to the Innate Realm, Cheng Beibei’s strength had increased dramatically.

This sword technique was one she had just learned, the Innate Sword Technique.

She was confident that this sword strike would defeat Yang Xiaotian. Quickly, Cheng Beibei’s sword thrust reached right in front of Yang Xiaotian’s face.

If she were to land this thrust, Yang Xiaotian’s face would surely have a hole pierced through it.

Peng Zhigang was just about to intervene when suddenly, the seated Yang Xiaotian raised his hand and clamped the tip of Cheng Beibei’s sword between two fingers.

The crowd was taken aback.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaotian leapt up and kicked out.

“Be careful!” Chen Zihan saw this and her pretty face changed, urgently crying out.

However, no sooner had her words fallen than they saw Cheng Beibei once again kicked away by Yang Xiaotian’s foot.

Along with the sword, they were both sent flying.

Cheng Beibei crashed heavily into the center of the hall, a mouthful of blood spraying out.

“Your Highness Princess!”

“Beibei!”

Chen Zihan and Cheng Beibei’s guards rushed forward.

Everyone was astounded.

Clearly, no one had expected Cheng Beibei to be kicked away.

Although Yang Xiaotian’s Sword Dao talent was heaven-defying, talent in Sword Dao was one thing, and actual strength was another. Yang Xiaotian had only just begun cultivating not long ago, yet Cheng Beibei, at the Innate Realm, had not withstood a single move from him.

Even Peng Zhigang was greatly surprised.

Yang Xiaotian had made his move with apparently Acquired Tenth Stage strength, yet Cheng Beibei was still sent flying by a kick.

“City Lord Peng, my apologies for dirtying the hall,” Yang Xiaotian said to Peng Zhigang.

Just as Peng Zhigang was about to speak, Chen Zihan, who had checked Cheng Beibei’s injuries, angrily pointed at Yang Xiaotian, “Yang Xiaotian, you bullied a girl as a boy, what kind of skill is that?”

“If you have the skill, compete with me in alchemy!”

Yang Xiaotian looked coldly at Chen Zihan. It was clearly Cheng Beibei who had initiated the attack, and he surely couldn’t just sit there without reacting, allowing her to stab a hole in his face, right?

Hearing Chen Zihan challenge him to an alchemy competition, Yang Xiaotian’s face became somewhat unnatural, “You want to compete with me in alchemy?”

“Correct!” Chen Zihan sneered, “Are you afraid? I suppose it’s expected; you probably can’t even recognize all the medicines.. Beibei told me before, you’ve impersonated a Pharmacist from our Pharmacist Hall, haven’t you?”