Chapter 622 - 631: 9-Aperture Alchemy Skill

Tangg Guanzhong couldn’t help but shake his head from the side. "You know, the disciples have always been the ones to fight over Danxuan Peak’s Scattered Pills. As the esteemed Peak Master of Forget-Life Peak, are you really going to jump in there and snatch them by force?"

Hearing Tangg Guanzhong, Yum Tianyang chuckled. "Of course not. But there’s no harm in me privately asking Brother Chuu for a few."

"HAH!"

Chuu Qi let out a great shout. Countless streams of Primordial Qi, like flowing water, converged on his Pill Furnace. His eyes were locked on the furnace, his entire being poured into it.

’Condense for me!’

A hazy aura emanated from within the Pill Furnace. Everyone knew it was the Medicinal Essence continuously condensing to form the Primordial Pill.

Abruptly, the Pill Furnace began to tremble violently. The very ground seemed to shake along with the vibrations.

Suddenly, the Pill Furnace released a fragrant aroma that wafted outward.

"The pill is formed!" Chuu Qi exclaimed in pleasant surprise as he caught a whiff of the fragrance.

In the plaza of Danxuan Peak, everyone smelled that fragrant wisp. They all shuddered, their faces turning serious as they stared at Chuu Qi’s Pill Furnace.

The man in black watched Chuu Qi, unable to contain his inner delight. ’Chuu Qi, you really haven’t disappointed me. You can even refine a Primordial Pill. It seems I must win him over this time.’

BOOM!

At the same time, a violent explosion erupted from Wen Qingye’s Pill Furnace, its sound echoing in everyone’s ears. Nearly every person’s expression froze.

Wen Qingye’s furnace had actually exploded. It had exploded at the most critical moment.

Xi Yuheng couldn’t help but shake his head. "Still too young. For the furnace to explode at this point... this is an undeniable defeat."

Mingkong shook his head and sneered, "Even if the furnace hadn’t exploded, do you think he could refine a pill more amazing than the Primordial Pill?"

Everyone fell silent upon hearing Mingkong’s words.

That was right. Chuu Qi had already produced a pill like the Primordial Pill. What kind of pill could Wen Qingye possibly refine to win?

Jin the Third, standing to the side, said with great anxiety, "This kid... he hasn’t really refined all of this old man’s Heavenly and Earthly Treasures into nothing, has he?"

Yue Mingzhu said calmly, "Watch carefully. It’s not over until the last moment. How can you be so impatient?"

Jin the Third pursed his lips. "They aren’t the Heavenly and Earthly Treasures you painstakingly gathered, so of course you don’t care."

Yue Mingzhu crossed her arms and said slowly, "With his current status, do you think he can’t repay you for those Heavenly and Earthly Treasures? Besides, when you ask a Pill Master to perform alchemy, you should be prepared for the consequences of failure."

Jin the Third rolled his eyes at Yue Mingzhu’s words, then looked toward Wen Qingye in the center.

Wen Qingye looked completely unconcerned. The flames in his palm continued to surge toward the bottom of the Pill Furnace, as if he intended to burn it until it exploded again.

"What is he doing? Is he just giving up and trashing the whole thing?"

Many of those present who knew a little about the Alchemy Dao frowned deeply.

After a furnace explosion, the Medicinal Essence would have been reduced to dregs. From the looks of it, Wen Qingye actually wanted to continue refining. This was simply madness.

However, everyone’s attention soon shifted from Wen Qingye back to Chuu Qi.

BOOM!

Chuu Qi raised a palm. In an instant, the fragrant aroma filled the entire plaza of Danxuan Peak. Everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath and immediately felt utterly refreshed and invigorated.

Miaoxuan thought to herself, ’A Top-Grade Pill like the Primordial Pill is truly worthy of its reputation. It seems Wen Qingye’s chances of winning are basically gone.’

SHIMMER! SHIMMER! SHIMMER!

Suddenly, a magnificent five-colored light burst forth in the sky, continuously extending and spreading outward.

"Is that the Primordial Pill?"

"A top-tier pill among Low-Level Spirit Grade. As expected of the Peak Master of Danxuan Peak. I wager only he in the entire Celestial Profound Sect can refine it."

"If not now, when are you going to snatch one?"

...

With that shout, everyone snapped to their senses. Ecstatic expressions appeared on their faces as they charged toward the five-colored brilliance in the sky.

The roar of Qi Bursts thundered through the clouds, shaking the heavens.

Du Qianqian, Mingkong, Wang Hao, Chu Bufan, Lu Wushuang, and the others also pushed off the ground, leaping into the air and rushing toward the sky.

A careful count revealed only four or five portions of light—not nearly enough to go around. The intervention of these True Disciples instantly made the entire battlefield even more intense.

Seeing the crowd scrambling for the pills, Chuu Qi couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. He then glanced at Wen Qingye on the other side, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Wen Qingye’s eyes remained fixed on his Pill Furnace, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

"There’s only about one double-hour left, Qingye. You need to hurry," Miaoxuan reminded him, seeing his unhurried pace.

"I know," Wen Qingye nodded.

Most of the surrounding Elders and Stewards shook their heads at Wen Qingye’s nonchalant attitude. They sighed and turned their gazes to the fierce battle in the sky.

But at this moment, very few people noticed the strange light that appeared in Wen Qingye’s eyes as he stared at the Pill Furnace before him.

He reached for the half-used Drawing Leaf beside him, pinched it lightly with his fingers, and crushed it directly into powder before tossing it into the Pill Furnace.

The sound was so soft that almost no one noticed. If anyone had been watching Wen Qingye’s unpredictable technique and had grasped even a fraction of it, it would have been enough for them to benefit from for a lifetime.

Unfortunately, at this moment, they were all captivated by the battle between Chu Bufan and Wang Hao in the sky.

White streams of vapor billowed out, constantly revolving around the black Pill Furnace and gradually forming a massive vortex.

As the vortex grew larger and larger, the surrounding crowd slowly sensed that something was amiss and couldn’t help but look over one by one.

"Rise!"

Wen Qingye lifted with both hands. The massive cauldron, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, was slowly lifted by his Primordial Qi until it floated in mid-air. All the while, the white streams of air continued to condense around the Pill Furnace.

"What is he trying to do?"

It wasn’t just the crowd; even Chuu Qi, Miaoxuan, and all the Elders, Stewards, and disciples of Danxuan Peak were baffled. What on earth was Wen Qingye doing?

This was actually just an Alchemy Technique, the Nine Orifice Refining Method. It was normal that they didn’t recognize it.

Wen Qingye stomped his foot and shot into the air, rising to a position half a foot above the black Pill Furnace. He then began to continuously channel the Primordial Qi in his hands into the bottom of the furnace.

Fueled by the Primordial Qi, the raging flames grew even more powerful and domineering.

Just then, the swirling white streams of air suddenly transformed, seeming to turn into crimson fire dragons. In an instant, the entire plaza of Danxuan Peak seemed to be engulfed by a boundless sea of fire.