CHAPTER 542: CHAPTER 537: LET’S WAIT AND SEE_1

A witness?

Qin Feiyang glanced disdainfully at Pan Wuyan. Clearly, she’s just here to watch the spectacle. A witness? How hypocritical.

However, he still had some confidence in his alchemy skills.

Who would become the laughingstock would soon be clear.

At this point, Mo Wushen said, "I won’t bully the weak. You choose what kind of pill we refine."

Qin Feiyang thought for a moment, sighed deeply, and said, "Since I have little chance of winning anyway, you should refine whichever pill you’re best at."

Hearing these apparently flattering words, a trace of arrogance immediately appeared on Mo Wushen’s face.

But then, he arched an eyebrow.

He has no chance of winning, yet he’s suggesting I refine a pill I’m good at? Does that sound like he’s making fun of me?

However, he quickly dismissed this thought. What tricks could a good-for-nothing like him possibly have? He must be just giving up.

"In that case, we’ll refine the simplest First-Rank pill, the Healing Pill," Mo Wushen declared. He then turned directly into the alchemy room, took out a set of ingredients for the Healing Pill, ignited the Pill Flame, and began refining.

Qin Feiyang also entered the alchemy room, but his attention wasn’t on Mo Wushen; it was on the Pill Flame.

It was a purple Pill Flame, beautiful to behold, like a blooming Purple Golden Flower.

Then, he scanned the walls of the alchemy room.

Where’s the hidden door?

"Done."

Suddenly, Mo Wushen’s voice rang out.

"So quickly?" Qin Feiyang was momentarily stunned.

He saw Mo Wushen extinguish the Pill Flame and turn to face him. As Mo Wushen slowly uncurled his fingers, a brilliant pill came into view.

"Eh!" Upon seeing the pill, Qin Feiyang was quite surprised.

The Healing Pill actually had two Elixir Patterns! And the light emitted by both Elixir Patterns was almost identical!

Not bad! No wonder this person became a Disciple of the Hall Master. No wonder he’s so arrogant. So he actually has the capital to be.

Yan Tianfeng said, "In my opinion, there’s no need to compare anymore."

Pan Wuyan nodded. "That’s right. Not everyone can refine a pill with two Elixir Patterns."

Despite their feud with Mo Wushen, they had to acknowledge his talent in alchemy.

"I think so too," Qin Feiyang said, "but I still have to try."

A little hesitant, Qin Feiyang walked over to the Pill Furnace and ignited it. Then, his spiritual power surged out, rushing towards the Pill Flame.

This was his first time performing alchemy here, so his spiritual power needed to merge with the Pill Flame first.

Less than an Hour passed.

He could finally control the Pill Flame at will. Without any hesitation, he took out a set of medicinal ingredients and began refining, calm and unhurried.

An expert reveals their skill with their first move.

The moment Mo Wushen saw Qin Feiyang’s alchemy movements, his pupils contracted.

This technique... it’s even more skillful than mine! And this speed is also faster than mine!

No need to worry, Mo Wushen thought, trying to reassure himself. Alchemy competitions aren’t about technique or speed, but spiritual power. With the same Pill Flame and Pill Furnace, the stronger one’s spiritual power, the higher the quality of the pill produced.

He was completely confident in his own spiritual power!

In less than fifteen breaths, a streak of light shot out from the Pill Furnace. Qin Feiyang snatched it, then extinguished the Pill Flame but remained with his back turned.

Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng frowned.

Mo Wushen urged, "Stop trying to build suspense. Hurry up."

"Sigh!" Qin Feiyang lamented without turning around. "I originally just wanted to borrow your alchemy room. Why did you have to be so aggressive? If you had agreed to lend it to me, none of this would have happened, and you wouldn’t have to streak."

"Stop pretending," Mo Wushen sneered. He refused to believe this person could refine a pill better than his.

"Actually, I’m a very low-key person," Qin Feiyang said, finally turning to face Mo Wushen with a smile. "I find competing for fame and fortune rather meaningless. But what can one do? A person lives to uphold their dignity. From now on, the alchemy prodigy of the Inner Hall is not you. It’s me, Xia Hai!"

With that, he tossed the pill to Mo Wushen.

Mo Wushen caught it, glanced disdainfully at Qin Feiyang, and then looked down at the pill in his hand.

The instant he opened his fingers, BOOM! It was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky; his body and mind trembled violently!

Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng were also dumbfounded, staring at the pill resting in Mo Wushen’s palm, their faces etched with disbelief.

Three! There were three Elixir Patterns!

How is this possible? Am I dreaming?

Qin Feiyang paid them no further mind. He walked into the resting room, leaned back on a chair, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

He knew it would take these three some time to accept this reality.

As expected, after about a hundred breaths, the three of them jolted and snapped back to their senses. Immediately, they all turned to look at Qin Feiyang!

Mo Wushen’s expression was extremely grim. It was only now that he understood: Qin Feiyang’s earlier actions had all been purely to toy with him.

Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng, however, had a glint in their eyes.

Who would have thought! The Inner Hall is actually hiding so many formidable individuals! First, there were Ma San and Zhang Six. They had always been obscure minor figures, yet they displayed incredible prowess in the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range, not only stealing the Elixir Fire but also killing Commander Nie, shocking the entire Yun State! And now, this Xia Hai! His talent in alchemy was even more terrifying than that of Mo Wushen, the publicly acknowledged alchemy prodigy.

They couldn’t help but wonder if the Inner Hall was hiding other terrifying people.

Qin Feiyang opened his eyes, looked at Mo Wushen, and smiled. "As a Disciple of the Hall Master, you must be true to your word."

Mo Wushen’s hands clenched instantly, his face turning frighteningly grim.

Crawl out on my knees? Streak naked in the Inner Hall for three days? For him, this was more agonizing than death itself!

"This was the wager you proposed. If you don’t follow through, the name Mo Wushen will likely become a laughingstock," Qin Feiyang said with a faint smile.

"Indeed!" Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng turned to Mo Wushen, their eyes glinting with amusement. "A man should always keep his word. Actually, it’s not that bad. It’s just three days; it won’t kill you."

The three of them had already had a falling out. Naturally, Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng wouldn’t miss this chance to humiliate Mo Wushen. Most importantly, although they were all Kings of the Inner Hall, Mo Wushen, relying on his status as the Inner Hall’s foremost Alchemist and a Disciple of the Hall Master, had often lorded it over them. Seeing him in such an embarrassing predicament now, they both felt considerable satisfaction.

"If you’re really unwilling, I can’t force you," Qin Feiyang said lightly, seeing Mo Wushen’s inaction. "After all, your family is powerful, and you have the Hall Master backing you. And I am just a disciple from a branch of the Xia Family, utterly insignificant. I wouldn’t want to invite a fatal disaster upon myself over this matter."

"Don’t try to provoke me with words," Mo Wushen’s face darkened. "I, Mo Wushen, always stand by my word! But you remember this: I will reclaim this debt from you twofold, sooner or later!" He turned, gritted his teeth, got down on the ground, and crawled out with his head bowed.

"Mo Wushen actually lost..." Outside, Liu Yunfeng and the others quickly stepped aside, their faces etched with disbelief.

The people on the nine floors below were even more flabbergasted when they witnessed this scene!

The foremost Alchemist of the Inner Hall had actually lost to Xia Hai, someone previously regarded as trash? Were the heavens playing a joke on them?

This news quickly spread throughout the entire Inner Hall.

Undoubtedly, it caused a tremendous uproar! Many people found this unacceptable, and even the two Hall Masters found it incredible.

"Xia Hai, I never realized you were hiding your talents so deeply."

Inside the alchemy room, Pan Wuyan and Yan Tianfeng hadn’t left, and their tone clearly carried a hint of flattery. "From now on, you’ll be the foremost Alchemist in the Inner Hall. Please look out for us!"

Qin Feiyang smiled. "You are both Kings of the Inner Hall. I’m afraid I’m not worthy of your association."

A chill ran through their hearts. It seemed this person wasn’t very fond of them.

"Don’t say that, it’s too formal between us," Pan Wuyan said, fawning shamelessly.

"That’s right," Yan Tianfeng chimed in. "We’re fellow disciples of the same sect; we should naturally support and look out for each other."

Although this person was merely from a branch of the Xia Family and had a humble status, once this matter became public, the attitudes of both the Xia Family and the upper echelons of the Holy Temple would undoubtedly undergo a massive shift. An Alchemist who could refine a pill with three Elixir Patterns was invaluable. Even if not powerful themselves, such an Alchemist would be courted by countless people.

Qin Feiyang silently observed the two of them.

Their current expressions... how were they any different from those of petty opportunists? He didn’t want much to do with such people.

"If there’s nothing else, please see yourselves out." Although he phrased it politely, anyone with sense would understand he was asking them to leave.

A flash of anger flickered in Yan Tianfeng’s and Pan Wuyan’s eyes. They had already humbled themselves so much, and he still wasn’t satisfied?

"Xia Hai, everything in this world is balanced," Yan Tianfeng said. "I wonder if you’ve heard the saying: where there is gain, there must be loss. Although you’ve gained fame now, your situation going forward will also be quite dangerous. Mo Wushen won’t let you off. And with your current strength, you’re no match for him at all. Only by cooperating with us can you survive in the Inner Hall." They stated this bluntly.

Qin Feiyang chuckled. "Thank you both for your concern. If I truly need your help, I certainly won’t hesitate to ask."

Pan Wuyan chuckled. "If you don’t declare your stance clearly beforehand, we might not help you when the time comes."

"To be honest," Qin Feiyang said, "I wasn’t counting on your help anyway. We’re all clear on this: so-called care and support are just us using each other."

"Fine. We’ll wait and see," the two sneered coldly, said nothing more, turned, and stalked off.

But not long after they left, a figure in white suddenly descended into the alchemy room.

Qin Feiyang looked up, and his pupils instantly constricted.

This was a middle-aged man, about 1.8 meters tall, with sharply defined features and streaks of white at his temples. His white robes were immaculate, and his brow held a hint of world-weariness. However, his chest bore no insignia of a small arrow.

This was enough to show he was a major figure in the Inner Hall! Most importantly, the aura he exuded was like a vast, unfathomable ocean! All signs indicated this person was very likely the Hall Master of the Elixir Fire Palace!

Qin Feiyang quickly rose and cupped his hands. "Disciple Xia Hai greets you, Senior."

He couldn’t be sure if this person was the Hall Master, as he had never seen him before, so he could only address him as ’Senior’. Only by addressing him this way could he avoid revealing himself as an impostor.