Ace Of Terrans

Shi Lang had just arrived at the steps of the Alchemy Hall, when a guardian disciple looked at him and quickly rushed away. The Terran did not notice this, he simply climbed the stairs and stepped through the gates. He found a lady sitting behind the counter where last time he came to take a test.

He approached the counter and said, “Senior Sister, I am here to accept pill refining tasks. Could you please help me?”

The lady behind the counter appeared to be in her thirties but she was a Dao Lord. Hearing his polite tone, she smiled faintly and said, “Junior Brother, you would need to bring out your alchemy hall token before I can help you.”

Shi Lang nodded and took out the golden token and placed it on the counter. The lady paused for a moment, she did not expect to come across someone with such a token. She was about to touch the token when a calm voice sounded, “Here you are, I was wondering when would you show up kid.”

Everyone froze, the aura inside the hall just became heavy. The lady behind the counter said, “Master, can you hide away your spiritual aura? The disciples are all scared.”

The old man was stunned and then he restrained his aura before he said, “Xiao Yue, what are you doing behind the counter? Sneaking out to have fun again?”

The lady shrugged her shoulders and said, “It is boring to research all the time. This is the guy you have been praising this days?”

The old man was none other than the chief elder of the Alchemy Pavilion, Yang Bingshan. The disciples bowed to him and the old man waved his hands as he approached Shi Lang with steady steps and a big smile.

He patted Shi Lang on the shoulder and said, “Young man, you have gotten stronger.”

Shi Lang bowed his head humbly but his expression did not change. The old man also did not mind it because he had already talked to Cao Ming and knew the situation with the former. He said, “Collect your token, and come with me. I will tutor you on advanced alchemy.”

Shi Lang nodded and took his token from the counter before he thanked the lady and followed the old man. He did not even ask why did the lady call Yang Bingshan master. She raised her brows and looked at the scholar beside her and said, “Xiao Yan, hold the fort, I am leaving.”

The young man hurriedly dashes over and said, “Yes, Eldest Senior Sister.”

This lady was the first disciple of the Chief. She was the strongest alchemist and her realm cultivation realm was not known to anyone apart from Yang Bingshan.

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Shi Lang followed the old man who took him to the archive room. The entire Alchemy Hall had spatial formations in place, which expanded the size of the buildings from the inside. The archive room was bigger than the what the entire Alchemy Hall looked from outside.

Yang Bingshan said, “Before you can refine advanced pills, you will need to read through the documents inside the archives.”

Shi Lang furrowed his brows and the old man said, “This rule was set by the First Hall Master. It is because the advanced pills can be of conflicting nature and they would cause trouble if taken together. Once these pills are outside, they would become your representation. If someone suffered, the world will stop taking your pills altogether.

Finding an alchemist is not a big deal, but finding one that could make sure the people will not suffer after consuming the pills.”

Shi Lang nodded, and Yang Bingshan said, “You can take as much time as you need. Once you finish, I will test you, and then you will be cleared to refine advanced pills.”

Shi Lang thought of something and asked, “May I use a special technique to read?”

Yang Bingshan was surprised but nodded. Shi Lang raised his hands and controlled his blood vessels to force some blood out of his pores. Within a few minutes, his blood was dripping on to the floor.

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Then the blood squirmed and fifty of his clones appeared inside the Archive Room. Yang Bingshan was shocked, and the lady who just came in exclaimed, “What in the world?!”

Shi Lang waved his hands and the clones got to the work. They began to read the scrolls on the shelves. He turned to look at Yang Bingshan and said, “This is a technique that I learned from my Cultivation Sutra. I won’t be able to share it with the sect.”

The two people looked at him and did not doubt it. After all, this was an unique technique, even they could not figure out the secrets. They were both century old monsters.

Yang Bingshan said, “Take your time, we will wait for you outside. When you come out, channel your spiritual energy in the golden token and I will come to you.”

Shi Lang bowed to the old man, as he left with the lady. The Terran then turned around and walked deeper inside the Archive hall. Although he had revealed the blood clone technique, he was not going to show them the horror of advanced technology.

In the deepest part of the Archive room. Shi Lang sat down cross legged and raised his left hand. The communicator on his hand was not a toy. He tapped the screen and launched the probes outside.

The clones were also controlled to channel spiritual energy inside the scrolls, and the moment the text appeared, the scrolls were photographed by the probes and the data was seamlessly transmitted to Shi Lang’s brain with a nano brain node. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

The Terran closed his eyes, as the knowledge began to register in his brain and he began to comprehend it. The pace was akin to that of a sponge absorbing knowledge. There were at least ten thousand scrolls on these shelves and none of them seemed to be sorted. The best an alchemist could do was to read as much as they could and then they would sort the knowledge in their heads.

Shi Lang thought about this and instructed his clones to sort the scrolls in different categories and levels. After that, the clones handled everything, they all had basic intelligence and could be seen as biological robots.

Days seemed to have grown wings, and it took Shi Lang twenty days to finish reading and memorizing the knowledge inside the archive hall. When he was done, he dissolved the clones and absorbed the blood again, thus it made the knowledge in his mind even deeper.

He rubbed the center of his brows before he checked the labels on the shelves. He then nodded and left the archive room. There were not many people who would visit the archive hall. Apart from the elders, only their disciples would come here, but these people would make copies of these scrolls and spend years reading them and memorizing them.

Shi Lang did not understand why their spiritual energy did not develop their brain. How come an entire body covered in Dao Laws and spiritual energy circuits running through it would have such an average intelligence.

After thinking he decided to consult Hou Bing on this. He walked out of the room and then channeled spiritual energy in the token. After he was done with it, he waited for a few minutes, before Yang Bingshan would come.

Shi Lang turned his head around to look at the architecture and found that their was a big wall which was covered with glowing words. He walked over out of curiosity and began to read.

‘What happens when the fallen star cotton rose root is mixed with rising wind grass essence?’

There were many such questions but apart from Shi Lang no one was there. He could not figure out why, and then he thought, since he had nothing better to do, he would just answer the questions. Then he found instructions on the corner. One could use their spiritual energy to cast words in the void and then post them over the questions. If the answer was correct the question would vanish.

Shi Lang understood that this was a challenge wall. He shrugged and began to write the words in the void, and they all flew over to the questions. At this point, a disciple noticed him and exclaimed, “Someone is taking on the hundred question wall..!!”

Immediately, all the disciples stopped doing what they were doing and gathered around Shi Lang. At this moment, Yang Bingshan appeared and said, “Can you all have some decorum of an alchemist?”

The disciples were scared off, Shi Lang stopped and turned around but Yang Bingshan smiled at him and said, “Child, go on, take up as many questions as you can.”

Shi Lang thought of something and nodded before he turned back to the wall and began to write. Yang Bingshan looked at the lady beside him and said, “Xiao Yue, go and call those old bastards. They need to see it. The Alchemy Hall has found a gem.”