Chapter 1394 - 1394: Materials That Can't Be Handed Over

Outside, Jiang Cheng knew what was happening.

Though he was sleeping inside, with his power, he'd sense even the slightest disturbance.

The eighth-grade Imperial Pill was his main target.

But after thinking for a moment, he decided to let the Elders wait.

The main reason was that when he offered to help them with alchemy earlier, these people first doubted his refining skills, then accused him of lying for materials.

Don't forget, it was you who couldn't find an Emperor Pill Master to help.

It's you who sought me out, not me begging you.

Now you come to me, as if you're gifting me a chance to help you.

Brother Cheng isn't cheap.

Does the Supreme Palace Master's face not matter?

So, he directly sent a message to Venerable Xue Yi.

"Tell them to come batch by batch, even an eighth-grade Imperial Pill doesn't get to cut the line."

When Venerable Xue Yi repeated his original words, the Elder Council's faces fell.

Yuan Guang wanted to add something.

But then, everyone felt an unabashed aura of slaughter.

The source of this tangible killing intent was precisely the hall where Brother Cheng was.

"The Supreme Palace Master is angry!"

"Leave quickly!"

Recalling the previous scene where Yimeng Daoist Saint was killed, Yuan Guang Daoist Saint dared not stay longer and swiftly fled.

Returning to the assembly hall, everyone looked a bit frustrated.

This isn't the script they anticipated.

"What now?"

"We can't hand over the materials, what should we do?"

"For now, we can only wait for two months."

Yuan Guang, looking somber, said slowly, "Two months isn't long, we can manage."

Two months indeed isn't long.

But for them, these two months felt like years.

Disciples continually asked if the pills were ready.

When will they be ready?

The Elder Council couldn't confess the materials weren't submitted, so they had to stall.

Telling them to wait patiently.

On the fiftieth day, the Elder Council suddenly received word—the Supreme Palace Master opened the hall doors!

Could it be he refined the pills for all forty thousand people in just fifty days?

This is too incredible!

Filled with shock, they rushed to Taiyuan Hall.

"Greetings, Supreme Palace Master!"

"Greetings, Jiang Taishang!"

Watching Brother Cheng, refreshed and energetic, the Elders were puzzled.

After refining so many pills, why didn't he look tired at all?

"Supreme Palace Master, have you finished this batch of materials?"

Brother Cheng nodded.

"Finished."

Though they'd guessed, hearing his confirmation made them gasp.

This speed is too outrageous.

It's completely overturning common sense.

How will other Emperor Pill Masters cope?

"The Supreme Palace Master's alchemy truly astonishes the past and dazzles the present!"

"Indeed, unmatched in the world."

"No wonder you're the Chief of the Celestial Pill Department."

As they flattered him, Brother Cheng accepted it all with a smile.

Then, he called Venerable Lin Jing.

"Bring Gong Qing here, tell her the pills are ready, and let her distribute them."

"Wait!"

Yuan Guang Daoist Saint quickly stopped him.

"Jiang Taishang, isn't it too troublesome?"

"Since our Elder Council is here, why not leave it to us to distribute them to the disciples?"

Other Elders chimed in.

"Yes, yes, no need to have the Palace Master do it personally."

"We can handle this minor task."

They came at the first opportunity, precisely for this.

If they distributed the pills, it'd be like they were the ones achieving it.

The disciples would see the Elder Council's influence, recognizing the Supreme Palace Master's trust in them.

In short, they wanted to steal Gong Qing's thunder.

Though Brother Cheng disliked these political power plays, he wasn't foolish, realizing their scheme.

Damn it, Gong Qing is the one I chose.

You're using my pills to suppress my person?

Really cunning!

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"This batch was personally delivered by Gong Qing, so naturally, she should distribute them herself."

"It doesn't concern you at all!"

With that, he flew outside, just as Gong Qing arrived, having heard the news.

After receiving the pills, they merely exchanged a glance, and Gong Qing left with the finished pill.

Leaving the stunned Elders gaping at one another.

In front of Jiang Cheng, they dared not mention anything about lacking Elder Council approval or breaking protocol.

Failing to steal the spotlight, they could only settle for second best.

"Well... the Supreme Palace Master finished that batch of materials, right?"

Yuan Guang forced a smile, presenting a new Storage Ring.

"Here's the next batch of materials, please trouble you again."

Missing the second chance, they aimed for the third batch.

Contrary to his expectations, Jiang Cheng did not accept the materials.

Brother Cheng merely gave the ring a sideways glance.

Then said blandly, "Hold onto it for now, I'll let you know when I have time."

What?

Yuan Guang almost couldn't comprehend his meaning.

"Surely you have time now?"

Brother Cheng glanced at him inexplicably.

"After refining the pills, shouldn't I rest a bit?"

"But last time, you immediately refined the next batch after finishing the pills?"

Yuan Guang suspected he was doing it deliberately, but lacked evidence.

Other Elders agreed.

"Yes, Supreme Palace Master, don't joke around."

"We all know you don't need rest."

You look better than us.

"Are you manipulating us..."

"Joking?"

Brother Cheng suddenly became agitated.

Pointing at Yuan Guang's nose, he ranted fiercely.

"A batch is over a million furnaces, ask other Emperor Pill Masters if they get tired?"

"Last time I overexerted my energy and foundation just to finish the second batch."

"Now I'm completely exhausted!"

"You outsiders don't understand, don't point fingers here!"

"Do you think I'm a farm animal?"

"Get out!"

The entire Elder Council was stunned by his roaring.

Even after leaving Taiyuan Hall, they weren't sure if Jiang Cheng truly needed rest, or was playing them.

"Refining over a million furnaces would indeed be tiring; for other Emperor Pill Masters, they might never achieve such a feat in their lifetime."

Yuan Guang looked toward Taiyuan Hall, filled with doubt.

"But why do I feel he's pretending?"

"Regardless of whether he's pretending, the issue is our materials still weren't handed over timely."

"What should we do?"

They had a vague feeling these materials might turn into a hot potato, rotting in their hands.

"No matter, after his rest, we'll deliver them again."

"Shouldn't take too long."

As they spoke, outside the assembly hall, a large group of disciples suddenly arrived.

"Elders, where are our pills?"