Chapter 4003: The Posture Is Too Ugly

Haogeng's injury on his arm before, he immediately guessed that these people before him were not ordinary, and not as simple as they appeared."Hold on, let's talk about revenge later."Dong Rui'an also...After Hua Qiqi finished speaking, Wu Zheng and the others were all a little surprised.

Among the twelve-grade fairy grasses, the Imperial Flower stands at the pinnacle. Many twelve-grade immortal elixirs rely on it as the primary ingredient, making its rarity self-evident.

Luo Rong, many years ago, by chance, obtained a royal flower. He has always cherished it as a treasure and kept it for so many years without ever using it.

I didn't expect Hu Qiqi to bet so much, actually betting on the other party's treasure.

"Bet my emperor flower"

Luo Rong was stunned for a moment, then revealed a strange expression.

Hu Qiqi's expression was firm: "That's right, dare you bet"

"What's there to be afraid of"

Luo Rong said, "However, my imperial flower is extremely precious. You need to put up an equally valuable bet."

I bet ten sprigs of the twelfth-grade fairy spirit grass!

Hua Qiqi's bet was also astonishing, but Luo Rong shook his head.

While they belong to the same rank of twelve, the value between immortal spirit herbs can vary greatly.

My Emperor Flower is the best among those of the twelfth rank. Even ten ordinary twelfth-rank flowers wouldn't be worth as much as it.

"Well then, if you want to make a bet with me, bring out your Huang Ming Lihuo."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of the people around him changed.

As everyone knows, Huang Mingli Huo is Hua Qiqi's different fire, its level is very high, and its value even surpasses that of the imperial flower.

And with the Dan Wang Competition approaching, if Huang Ming's fire element is gone, Hua Qiqi's alchemy level would undoubtedly suffer a significant drop.

"Wu Zheng quickly said, "Grand Elder, are you joking Heterogeneous fire is the foundation of an alchemist. How could it be used as a bet"

Luo Rong said, "Of course it's not a joke. When making a bet, you naturally have to put up something I find valuable as a wager, otherwise I wouldn't have any interest in gambling."

Then Wu Zheng had nothing more to say, but Hua Qiqi beside him directly agreed: “Alright, I’ll bet with you!”

If Young Master Ye can achieve success, your Emperor Flower belongs to me. If he fails, my Huang Mingli Fire will belong to you!

Wu Zheng and the others were all surprised, their eyes widening. Hua Qiqi was usually so calm and collected, what was wrong with her today Had she gone crazy

To even stake his own alien fire, and this was a sure-fire losing bet.

By this point, it was too late to dissuade him. Luo Rong burst into laughter and said, “Alright then, that's settled.”

"President and several elders, please bear witness. If I lose, I will give you the Imperial Flower. If you lose, you will give me the Huang Ming Li Huo."

Hua Qiqi responded without hesitation: “Deal.”

Ye Bufan strode into the examination hall, and someone had already arrived to lead him into a pill refining room.

This is the first hurdle, the room is very spacious, and there are already two identical pill furnaces inside.

The walls thrummed with the fluctuations of an array. This was the assessment array; after successfully refining their pills, both parties would have to contribute their concoctions into it.

If the challenger wins, they will bloom with a green glow. If they fail, they will bloom with a red glow.

The evaluation is extremely fair and impartial, free from any human interference.

Of course, the two sides participating can also directly admit defeat. All they need to do is inject their true essence into the formation.

At the same time, there's a monitoring formation above that will transmit everything happening inside truthfully, so those outside can see it clearly.

Inside the room sat a thin middle-aged man, dressed in a gray robe, with a badge on his chest bearing two shining golden stars.

The most outstanding second-order celestial alchemist of the Alchemist Guild—Wang Ping.

Trials of the Hall are a challenge to the entire alchemists' guild, and the Hall naturally takes them very seriously. Each level sends out the most outstanding celestial alchemists.

At the same time, there is immense pressure on the Pill Refiners themselves. Victory brings generous rewards, but failure means losing the badge permanently, and they are not allowed to retake the exam until a century later.

At this moment, tens of thousands of alchemists from the Alchemist Guild have gathered before the examination hall. All eyes are fixed on the array light curtain suspended in mid-air.

When Wang Ping appeared in the first level, many familiar faces erupted with excitement.

"This is Wang Ping, Wang Dan's master. He is known as the most outstanding second-rank immortal alchemist, and it will not be long before he steps into the third rank..."

"Who is this young man I wonder who gave him the guts to come here and barge in..."

"If you don't die recklessly, you won't die. I guess it won't be long before he is stripped of his cultivation and kicked out of the Alchemist Guild..."

These people were discussing in an uproar, none of them thought Ye Bufan would succeed. After all, for so many years, no one had ever heard of anyone who could successfully break into the hall.

The union's high-ranking officials were also gathered here, with Zhuge Qingyang's expression solemn, Hua Qiqqi appearing indifferent, and Luo Rong wearing a broad smile.

Inside the alchemy room, Wang Ping glanced disdainfully at the young man before him, "Not even a first-rank alchemist, and you dare to barge in I wonder who gave you the guts."

If you know what's good for you, get out of here. Give up your cultivation and never set foot in the Alchemist's Guild again.

For such a minor character, Ye Bufan didn't even have the mood to pay attention, directly spitting out three words in a flat tone: "Begin."

"Only when confronted with a coffin will they shed tears!"

The other party's ignoring enraged Wang Ping, "Since that's the case, let's have a showdown at the alchemy furnace. I'll show you what a true alchemist is and what true alchemy is!"

"Let's test our skills with Zhenling Dan, a second-rank elixir from the Immortal Realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of herbs flew out from the formation on the wall. They were precisely the celestial spiritual grasses needed to refine the True Spirit Pill.

At the same time, Ye Bufan's formation was also activated, with medicinal herbs arranged before his alchemy furnace.

But he didn't do anything, just kept his hands behind him and looked at the side with a smirk.

Wang Ping let out a cold snort and ignored him, starting to refine pills in the furnace.

As the most outstanding second-rank Alchemist, his techniques were extremely refined, from igniting the fire to administering the medicine, refining, and purifying it.

But Ye Bufan stood beside him, just watching, still without any action.

"Was he frightened by Wang Ping's tactics" Mo Chongba sneered, looking at Hua Qiqi beside him, "Fairy Qiqi, it seems your Huang Mingli fire is about to be extinguished."

Hua Qiqi also smiled sarcastically. As an eleventh-rank Immortal Dan Master, she was exposed in front of others, and just a casual point from someone allowed her to refine a twelfth-rank Immortal Dan.

It's a huge joke to say that Ye Bufan was scared by a tiny second-order Immortal Pill Master.

She wasn't even bothered to defend herself, and simply said: "I think Elder Great should just prepare the Emperor Flower for me first."

Although she spoke with confidence, she was also a little unsure, wondering what the teacher wanted to do.

And just as everyone was extremely surprised, Ye Bufan from inside the alchemy room walked up to Wang Ping.

Even ugliness can be acceptable, if you have the ability. It's just a pity that there are so many mistakes. Based on this, you call it alchemy

Wang Ping sensed the other's arrival. He originally thought his alchemy skills had intimidated them, perhaps causing them to kneel and surrender on the spot. However, what awaited him was a wave of mockery.

"You...what did you say"

He was about to go mad, luckily he managed to control the alchemy furnace in time and avoided an accident.

“I'm saying this isn't alchemy at all. You don't control the flame properly, and the furnace isn't even evenly heated before you start adding the herbs. That's one mistake.”

The chrysanthemum stem, this medicinal herb needs to be handled with care and precision, but you used forceful methods instead, causing the medicinal properties of the herb to dissipate. This is a mistake.

"...Ba Jiao Tai needs to be refined quickly with martial fire, but you used civilian fire instead, resulting in insufficient refinement. This is the third mistake..." huge difference.Besides feeling uneasy inside, it's impossible not to feel nervous under such a powerful aura."No, you're lying! Tell me where my disciple is..."The old swordsman originally wanted to...