Kapitel 238: The Great Alchemy Competition
Zhen Hu glanced sideways, noticing Chen Xia and Zhang Bailu in conversation. He raised an eyebrow but remained silent.
Currently, no one from Triumph Mountain had come to the Starry Sky Alchemy Sect for discussions, nor was there any sign of Qin Guan. In the previous two gatherings of ten thousand sects, Qin Guan had been a shining star, circulating among many sects.
This time, however, Qin Guan was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps he was afraid after being beaten by Chen Xia and didn't dare to show his face.
Indeed, it was high time someone taught this arrogant person a lesson. With the power of the Sea Inversion realm, yet acting like someone at the Fifth Heaven of the Heaven Mending realm, it seemed he hadn't experienced enough beatings.
"Have I heard that your sect has produced an alchemist who excels greatly?"
A voice sounded beside him; it was a Supreme Elder from another sect asking Zhen Hu.
Zhen Hu smiled and waved his hand, "Not too bad, skilled in refining Dao medicines."
He didn't boast excessively.
But this Supreme Elder laughed, "From what I know, it's not just Dao medicines. It seems even half a great medicine can be refined."
"Perhaps it's due to good luck," Zhen Hu laughed awkwardly, offering a casual explanation.
The Supreme Elder shook his head, "Alchemy doesn't rely on luck. It's all about solid accumulation. If anyone could refine a great medicine by luck alone, I'd let them ride me like a dog."
Fortunately, Chen Xia didn't hear this statement, or else he might have taken it seriously.
Dogs are never too many.
Zhen Hu smiled without responding.
The Supreme Elder then turned his gaze toward Chen Xia, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Is this the master you're referring to?"
"Yes," Zhen Hu nodded with a smile, "He's a rare find for our Starry Sky Alchemy Sect."
"You've indeed had a stroke of good fortune." The Supreme Elder laughed, paused for a moment, and continued, "I heard this master has a rather rebellious personality, even forcing Qin Guan to kneel and taking his soul lamp."
"Masters often have their own pride; it's quite normal," Zhen Hu laughed.
"But Qin Guan is a cultivator from Triumph Mountain. You know that Qin Guan is the only successor of Triumph Mountain. Your actions might be..."
The Supreme Elder left his sentence unfinished, but Zhen Hu understood his meaning and replied,
"An alchemist who can refine half a great medicine, I believe Triumph Mountain knows how to make choices. Moreover, nothing serious happened to Qin Guan; he was just disciplined."
Zhen Hu answered calmly, as if he wasn't bothered by the matter.
"This discipline wasn't minor; his soul lamp was taken away, and several people from Triumph Mountain were quite angry," the Supreme Elder said slowly.
Zhen Hu's smile faded, eyes narrowing, "Did Triumph Mountain send you?"
"It's the wish of a few people, asking your Starry Sky Alchemy Sect to return Qin Guan's soul lamp first, and we can discuss other matters later," the Supreme Elder responded.
"I can't decide that. You need to ask him," Zhen Hu turned his head toward Chen Xia, giving a slight nod.
"Can't you handle your own Supreme Elder?" the Supreme Elder asked, puzzled.
"Some seek shelter under a roof for protection, while others only want a place to rest. Do you understand the difference?"
Zhen Hu laughed lightly, posing a counter-question.
The Supreme Elder remained expressionless, "Then I'll have to report your exact words back to Triumph Mountain."
"Feel free," Zhen Hu nodded.
Not far away, Chen Xia stopped talking with Zhang Bailu, stood up, and walked leisurely toward Zhen Hu.
The Supreme Elder quickly left.
Chen Xia approached, glanced at the departing figure, and asked Zhen Hu, "When do we start refining pills?"
"Soon," Zhen Hu replied.
The treasure display phase was merely to warm up the gathering and wouldn't last long. Even if treasures caught someone's eye, they could always be discussed later.
The alchemy competition and combat matches were the main events of the gathering, better showcasing the sect's heritage.
One reason the alchemy competition came before the combat matches was that the refined pills could be used immediately during the matches.
If a cultivator was injured, ready-made pills could be used right away, maximizing practicality.
And when Zhen Hu said soon, it truly meant soon.
Three Dao Alchemists from major sects presided over the event. The arena was a fifty-mile area in the center, with each sect's alchemist given half a mile for refining.
The minimum requirement for the alchemy competition was to refine superior-grade spirit medicines, which was considered passing.
Thus, not every sect qualified; only those with superior-grade spirit alchemists did.
In past years, Zhen Hu had personally participated. This time, he looked at Chen Xia and introduced,
"The alchemy competition is quite casual. Each sect sends one alchemist. If you feel confident, just go down and refine. Then the presiding Dao Alchemists will evaluate and score."
"There are four ratings: Qualified, Fine, Perfect, and Peerless. Last time I refined a middle-grade Dao medicine and got a Perfect rating. For half a great medicine, it would likely be Peerless, let alone a whole great medicine this time."
Chen Xia nodded, understanding. He watched as various alchemists entered the central arena, setting up pill furnaces and beginning to refine their own pills.
The scene was grand, with various pill fragrances filling the air. Different pill furnaces trembled, and even pill images began to manifest.
This method of gathering alchemists to refine together tested their experience and strength immensely.
Because pills influenced each other; pill qi intertwined, slightly affecting the medicinal properties. Changed properties increased the difficulty of forming pills.
Especially for spirit medicines, any influence from Dao medicines would result in failed pills.
In other words, the higher the quality of the pill you refined, the greater the suppression on surrounding areas, making it more outstanding.
This was why the alchemy competition gathered all alchemists to refine together—to encourage them to refine the highest-grade pills.
Currently, only spirit alchemists were entering, refining their well-prepared superior-grade spirit medicines. Although there was some influence, it wasn't significant because they were all superior-grade spirit medicines.
Spectating cultivators enjoyed the spectacle, chatting idly. Suddenly, a voice rang out,
"The first Dao Alchemist has entered!"
Everyone hurriedly looked over, seeing a blue-robed elder land in the center of the arena. He glanced disdainfully at the surrounding spirit alchemists.
"I'm too lazy to watch your amateur techniques. Let me set a good example first."
He lifted his finger, and a storage treasure shone, revealing a pure blue furnace that landed with a heavy thud, emitting azure pill fire.
"Millennia-old pill fire, never extinguished. Today, I shall showcase true alchemy skills!"
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