Chapter 1388 - 1388: The Clown Turns Out to Be Myself

The materials provided by over 300,000 people totaled more than a million.

Brother Cheng only kept 150,000 bottles of sixth-grade Emperor Pills, the rest of the fourth and fifth grades were considered caring for the lower-level disciples and were all distributed.

So this wave, just the pill bottles alone totaled over a million.

It was truly a magnificent spectacle.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the river flowing outward, quickly accumulating into heaps according to the category of pills.

Many had guessed a certain possibility, but no one dared believe it was true.

The Elders stared blankly at Gong Qing, waiting for her to give them an explanation.

What's the situation here?

Are we distributing empty bottles?

After all the pill bottles were extracted, the venue remained silent.

Gong Qing gave them no explanation.

She simply ordered the Outer Sect Elders directly.

"Start distributing."

Ah, this...

The Elders didn't know what to say.

In their view, these were certainly empty pill bottles.

So many pills, even if only fourth, fifth, and sixth grades, could not gather even a tenth from the Ice Palace's warehouse.

Nor could it be that Jiang Taishang had refined them.

It had only been forty days, how could there be so many finished products?

Not only did they think so, but the disciples below did too.

So much so that the first batch of 200 disciples, named simultaneously by 200 Elders to receive their pills, were not particularly excited or thrilled.

Who hasn't seen an empty pill bottle?

They quickly received varying quantities and types of pill bottles.

Then, with a lack of expectation, they opened the pill bottles.

Immediately, screams and exclamations reverberated through the crowd.

"Fifth-grade Purple Mansion Origin Spirit Pill!"

"Isn't this exactly what I intended to refine?"

"My Fourth-grade Yuan Yi Reversing Yang Pill!"

"Heavens, Sixth-Grade Clear Dust Emperor Pill!"

"The pill I intended to refine just fell into my hands?"

"Top-grade!"

"Top-grade quality!"

"My goodness, all three of my Emperor Pills are top-grade!"

Their exclamations instantly ignited the entire venue.

In an instant, the previously silent Outer Disciples went completely berserk.

"What the heck! Seriously?"

"What happened?"

"Those aren't empty pills bottles, but actually filled with pills?"

"Oh my god, no way..."

"There are at least a million bottles on the stage, are they all filled with pills?"

"Could it be that the materials we handed over last time have all been refined?"

The Outer Sect Elders and Stewards on stage naturally noticed the commotion below.

When they saw the bottles just handed over opened to reveal top-grade pills, all the Outer Sect Elders jumped as if lashed by whips.

The two hundred Outer Sect Elders responsible for distributing the second batch of pills nearly dropped the bottles in shock.

"Are those bottles real?"

"Do they really contain pills?"

"So there really are a million Emperor Pills?"

They looked at Gong Qing in shock, hoping for an explanation.

"What exactly is going on?"

"What do you mean what is going on?"

Gong Qing deliberately frowned in displeasure.

"If you're told to distribute the pills, then distribute them properly."

She actually knew what these Elders and disciples were thinking before.

After enduring a lot of pressure during this period, she was indeed annoyed.

You were suspicious of this and doubted that, now you're slapped in the face.

"Are they really filled with pills?"

"Why else would I come to distribute empty bottles?"

"Hiss..."

After her confirmation, the Elders gasped collectively.

And all the Outer Disciples present were already in joyous commotion.

The leading Outer Sect Elders opened their mouths, feeling completely dizzy.

"So how did so many pills come about?"

There was no need for Gong Qing to speak; the Zhan Yan Corpse King beside her retorted unceremoniously.

"What do you think?"

"Where else could they come from besides being personally refined by Jiang Taishang?"

The Corpse Race doesn't use pills; seeing everyone reaping the rewards made them somewhat uneasy.

"So, indeed, they were all refined by the Supreme Palace Master?"

Everyone was shocked to the core.

They had initially guessed it, but no one dared to believe it was true.

"It's just been forty days!"

"A million bottles of pills, how is this possible?"

"Though the Supreme Palace Master refines pills quickly, this is ridiculously fast!"

"It's completely unimaginable!"

They instinctively felt such a thing was too absurd.

Yet the pills in hand were undeniably real, leaving them no choice but to believe.

Surely these pills weren't specially purchased just to create some spectacle here.

The cost to pull off such a spectacle would be too high.

So these pills are indeed refined by the Supreme Palace Master.

All in just forty days.

And they're all top-grade Emperor Pills.

"I finally understand why he said last time was slow; compared to now, it was indeed much slower..."

"The Supreme Palace Master is too divine!"

"Unparalleled, truly worthy of worship!"

"Thank you, Supreme Palace Master!"

"So grateful to the Supreme Palace Master!"

Many disciples spontaneously bowed towards Brother Cheng's palace.

Inside, the atmosphere was jubilant, while outside, those who had come to watch the spectacle were staring blankly, regretting so much they felt their intestines twisting.

Just days ago, everyone was saying how unfortunate the East Pole Institute's disciples were.

Getting scammed out of their materials without hearing a sound.

Who knew the turnaround would come so swiftly.

The Supreme Palace Master did refine the pills for them.

Judging by the pace of pill distribution, it seemed everyone present would receive their share, not missing a single person!

And it didn't take millions of years but only forty days.

If this matter weren't happening right before their eyes, anyone claiming it would be considered insulting to their intelligence.

And now, looking back, they realized the fool had been themselves all along.

If only they had submitted their materials back then.

Their joy-filled faces would be part of the crowd now receiving pills.

Unfortunately, they missed that opportunity.

Finally, someone couldn't help but roar at those around them.

"Who was it saying the Supreme Palace Master would scam materials?"

Thinking carefully, had it not been for someone spreading such words in their ears, they wouldn't have missed that chance.

This roar instantly resonated throughout.

"Who was it? Get out here!"

"Darn it, this is called scamming materials?"

"I would love to be scammed like this, is that okay?"

"One self-assured fool after another, and now look?"

"It wasn't self-assured, it's self-indulgence!"

"Exactly, the Supreme Palace Master's prowess? Status? Acumen? Could he possibly be interested in our measly scraps?"

"Did you really consider your materials a treasure?"

"I regret staying in the Inner Sect; the East Pole Institute in the Outer Sect has it better!"

In the distant vicinity of the main hall, the Daoist Saints and Daoist Venerables secretly observing the commotion wore uncomfortable expressions, feeling extremely embarrassed.

They could hear these curses.