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"How, how could this be?!" Looking at the shattered herbs on the ground, Qingyang stood blankly on the spot, his mind a blank.

He hadn't thought that refining this purple gold would result in the explosion of the cauldron. Not only did the purple gold refine it into a waste, even the herbs that had just been refined were blown away by the explosion and shattered into pieces.

Not only was the medicinal herb that Qingyang had refined completely destroyed, even the few people around him had been affected. They had more or less lost some of their medicinal plants, and all of the medicinal masters and guards had turned their attention to Qingyang after realizing what was happening.

"What's wrong with you!?" Even an immortal master would explode?! " One of the pharmacists beside her looked at the bottle with a pained look, and then shouted angrily at her.

"Have you ever used a Cauldron or what? He actually wanted to use this medicine cauldron to refine the purple gold? Are you crazy! " The alchemist behind Qingyang did not suffer too much of a backlash. At this moment, he was staring at Qingyang who was stunned in front of him with some sympathy as he spoke.

At this moment, Qingyang couldn't hear what the surrounding people were saying to him. There was only one question in his mind: why did the cauldron explode when refining the purple gold? However, the words that came from the person behind him made Qingyang understand a little.

Tempering the buddhist hand flower, sea dragon, dragon's liver, and bitter lotus stone, these herbs did not require a high temperature. If the temperature was too high, it would cause the tempering to fail.

Melting purple gold required a very high temperature, and this Cauldron was made of copper mixed with fine iron. Azure Sun's silver-gray flames could even melt purple gold, let alone this Cauldron. If the cauldron was unable to withstand the heat of the Grand Sun Primordial Flame, it would naturally explode.

Qingyang was not to be blamed for this. Ever since he entered the Xiantian realm, Qingyang had never used a medicinal cauldron to refine pills. Instead, he had always placed it in the palm of his hand to refine pills.

Furthermore, he had never systematically studied the alchemy methods and processes in the Nine Prefectures and relied on his previous life's experience to refine various kinds of pills. Therefore, he had never thought about the cauldron being unable to withstand the high temperature explosion.

"What happened?" An elder of the Medicine Alliance, along with a few guards, hurriedly rushed over. They frowned as they looked at the broken bottles on the ground and asked.

"The cauldron has exploded." Qingyang, who had come to his senses, could not tell what his emotions were right now. However, the explosion of his cauldron had affected the surrounding medicinal masters. He felt somewhat guilty and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry everyone."

"As an immortal master, don't tell me you don't even have this little bit of common sense? How could the copper cauldron withstand the heat of melting purple gold! " The face of that Elder from the Pill Alliance was also somewhat displeased as he frowned and said.

"Forget about it. This brother might have also done it unintentionally." After all, a person that could refine purple gold was no ordinary person. Moreover, he wasn't affected much by it, "Elder, I think it's better if we leave this matter at that."

Qingyang also knew that he was in the wrong in this matter. Even though that elder was not polite with his words, he did not act out and retort. Instead, he gave a grateful look to the alchemist behind him.

"Elder Zhang, you can leave for now. I'll handle this matter." Just as the elder was about to speak, a gentle voice rang out.

The crowd turned around and was shocked to discover that the person who spoke was the Medicine Alliance's Alliance Master, Mu Chu!

Mu Chu saw the entire process, although he did not expect the cauldron explosion, he originally thought that Qingyang, as an immortal alchemist, would naturally know about it. Seeing Qingyang's confident look, he thought that he had some sort of secret technique to refine the purple gold inside the cauldron, but he did not expect that it would happen, however, Qingyang was more appreciative of it.

To not even know the general knowledge of such a great physician, what did this mean? This meant that Qingyang didn't belong to any power nor did he have any support from any teachers. Otherwise, how could he have made such a common mistake?

However, this peerless genius was able to melt the purple gold that even ordinary immortal masters would find difficult to melt in an instant. What did this mean? In the eyes of the crowd, Qingyang was just a silly kid who carried tens of thousands of gold with him, and the mature Mu Chu was no exception.

"Yes, Chief." Seeing that it was Mu Chu who spoke, that elder bowed and left. The surrounding alchemists also had excited and passionate expressions as they continued to refine pills. Perhaps it was because they wanted to display their abilities in front of the alliance master of the Medicine Alliance.

Nodding his head, Mu Chu turned around and looked at the messy stone table and the ground. He smiled at Qingyang and said, "Little brother seems to only have a single batch of herbs.

Seeing Mu Chu's smiling face, Qingyang's heart tightened. He was confident that he only brought one portion. This explosion had blown away his chance to compete for the rankings.

But how could he help Yanran obtain the Yin Moon Divine Ring if she couldn't fight for it? That was the only reason he came!

"Indeed." Qingyang bitterly nodded his head as he felt extremely vexed in his heart. He responded in a somewhat lonely manner.

"In that case, you will lose your qualification to compete for the medicinal pill ranking." Mu Chu emphasized once again, but there was another meaning hidden within his words.

Qingyang's face paled, but he didn't say anything. He cupped his hands towards Mu Chu and the alchemist behind him, and then walked towards the desolate place.

"Ai, what should we do? Originally, I had planned on being able to obtain the third place even if my plan were to be the weakest. However, now, I do not even have the qualifications to compete for the Medicine Ranking anymore. " His mind was in a mess. Qingyang's original plan had failed, and the chances of obtaining the Yin Moon Divine Ring had been reduced by half.

"If we can't exchange them, can we really rob them?" Qingyang didn't want to do such a thing, but now that he thought about it, this seemed to be the only way.

After all, you haven't even entered the top ten. Why would others believe you and trade with you?

The first was someone who was willing to work for the Medicine Alliance or the Nan Rong Royal Family. If he gave it to Dongfang Yanran after he forcibly stole it, he would be able to find out that the Yin Moon Divine Ring was currently in Yanran's hands within a few days with the help of his two great families. This would bring the Dongfang family and Yanran great troubles.

Secondly, he was a proud, indifferent, and ungrateful person. If one could say that he was the one who served Nalan Rong, then how could he do such a thing to an innocent person? However, this was not the same result. Eventually, someone would discover that the Yin Moon Divine Ring was in Yanran's hands.

No matter what, snatching was a cheap trick, but it seemed to be the only way. The annoyance in his heart grew, and he wasn't able to make up his mind immediately.

Qing Yang walked out of the alchemy field with heavy steps. Just as he was about to look for Shangguan Mu to discuss this matter, he heard a familiar soft call from behind him.

"Little brother, please wait a moment. This old man would like to talk to you."