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The Alchemist Grand Meeting was held every four years, and by this time, there would always be forces from other countries watching from the shadows, hoping to recruit a few promising youths. No matter what power an alchemist was, they were bound to be an alchemist, no matter how small or big. Especially those with potential ? every single one of them fought for them. There had been many wars in history over them. As for the white-bearded old man from earlier, he was the Sect Leader of the Sacred Cloth Sect, Saint Hei. Due to the fact that there were very few people in the continent, many cultivators were not even aware of the existence of this sect. Although there were very few people in the sect, every single one of them were powerful figures, and the disciples they should have were either those with special bodies or those with high aptitudes.

At this time, Ouyang Yu and the Holy Luo youth had already entered the critical period of refining their medicines. Waves of fragrance wafted out from the cauldron. Soon, the entire area was filled with the strong aroma of medicine. One by one, the medicinal herbs were casually placed into the cauldron. In their hands, the giant cauldron was like a toy that they had obtained from their hands, changing according to their movements. Their proficient techniques shocked the entire audience. They stared fixedly at the two cauldrons. The pitiful remaining alchemists who had yet to be completed were completely ignored.

They would glance at their opponents from time to time when they were refining, especially the young man from the Holy Luo Empire. Seeing that Ouyang Yu was faster than him, he seemed to have cut his body with a knife and urged his dou qi to speed up the refining process. His anxiety was clearly seen by Ouyang Yu. He smiled disdainfully and began to leisurely refine the pill.

There were less than fifteen minutes left. Ouyang Yu's cauldron was shrouded in white mist, indicating that the pill had been successfully refined. Only now did Ouyang Yu raise his head to look at the audience below him. He discovered countless pairs of eyes looking at him with a burning gaze and felt a little proud. "I didn't expect that I, Ouyang Yu, would be so popular today!" After throwing them a smiley face, Ouyang Yu gently raised his hand. The lid of the cauldron protruded and lightly landed on Ouyang Yu's hand. Ouyang Yu then put it into his spatial ring. At the same time, six purple pellets followed.

To refine six Purple Blood Pills in twenty-five minutes! Everyone was stunned for a moment. Their gazes towards Ouyang Yu changed once again. This was a grade three superior pill, and a young man who looked to be under twenty actually refined it! Shock! It was truly shocking! Almost everyone present had forgotten that there was an expert refining beside Ouyang Yu. All of them stared at Ouyang Yu with their mouths wide open.

When the white moustached old man saw this, he was extremely shocked. "Old Ci, I don't think even your master had the ability to refine a grade three superior pill in twenty-five minutes!"

He shook his head, "Even though my teacher was a medical saint, I'm afraid he didn't have the ability at the time. That kid's medicinal herb extraction speed was really too fast, I think the destructive power of the Dou Qi in his body is definitely not lower than the Dou Qi in your body. Moreover, the temperature of his Primordial Flame is much higher than other cultivators of the same level, I really don't know how that kid cultivates it."

Ouyang Yu mockingly looked to the nearby Holy Rudra Cultivator who was nervously refining pills. He held a few pills in his hand and passed them to the judge panel. As the Holy Emperor saw Ouyang Yu walk past him, a trace of hatred flashed across the eyes of the young man. At the same time, several unfriendly gazes were directed at Ouyang Yu. Five purple pellets were no different from Ouyang Yu's. However, the amount of time and quantity they had was a little lower than Ouyang Yu's, but this also caused a lot of surprise among the onlookers. To be able to refine five high grade third-grade pellets in thirty-five minutes was indeed very amazing, but today, especially with an even more abnormal existence like Ouyang Yu, his excellence had been neglected.

"As Ouyang Yu walked out of the field, Li Lu and Little Qi greeted him together." "Boss, when did you become so fierce!" Little Qi's cute body pounced on Ouyang Yu's side.

Ouyang Yu rubbed Little Qi's head and proudly said, "If not, I wouldn't have been your boss!"

"Brother Yu, don't bully Little Qi. He's my little brother now!" As she spoke, she gently pulled on the little qilin. The little qilin took the opportunity to rush into Li Lu's embrace and wink at Ouyang Yu.

Ouyang Yu glanced at Little Qi and awkwardly smiled, "Of course. Elder sister has orders, little brother doesn't dare to disobey!" Nobody knew that Li Lu was looking at Ouyang Yu with a faint smile, causing Ouyang Yu to be confused.

"Brother Yu, you've lied to your sister again. Didn't you say that you were talking about that expert friend of yours? You're probably talking about yourself, right?" Ouyang Yu knew that the matter had been exposed, so he no longer tried to resist. He smiled bitterly, "You see that little brother has put in a lot of effort. In order to give big sister a surprise, he had no choice ?"

Li Lu's elegant brows twitched as she giggled, "Seems like your little brother is really diligent!" At this point, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his face and looked at Ouyang Yu. "Elder sister, how dare you lie to me? Watch how I take care of you!" He raised his fist and punched towards Ouyang Yu. Suddenly, a shout rang out from the field, "Help!"

In a luxurious inn.

"Master, I'm sure that kid has some kind of treasure. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to control the spirit energy in his possession even with my Tyrant Spirit Orb!" The one who spoke was the young man from the Holy Luo Empire who fought with Ouyang Yu. Beside him was an old man with a walking stick in his hand, and a trace of coldness appeared on his gloomy and thin face from time to time.

"Little Heng, I told you not to think that you can look down on others just because you have some ability. You made a huge mistake today, who told you to go all out with that brat!" Although the outer appearance of the old man was slightly chilling, he still showed a benevolent expression towards the young man in front of him. After hearing the old man's lesson, the young man called Little Heng lowered his head. Seeing that the young man was a little self-reproachful, the old man sighed, "You are the disciple with the most potential in our Thousand Poisons Sect for thousands of years, so your every word and action must be focused on the overall situation, we can't be too flamboyant right now, although the Myriad Sword Sect looks very similar to us on the surface, but they are secretly thinking of ways to make things difficult for us, you are a disciple that we have secretly trained, we absolutely cannot let them see your weakness."

"Teacher, if I can't win the championship, can I not sneak into the Myriad Sword Sect?"

"Don't worry about this, I've secretly observed that brat. He's the famous Ouyang Yu this year, he doesn't have any treasures, he has indeed reached the air-controlling stage, although I don't know how he refined it, but he must have some unknown secret, or cultivation methods, or treasures, or both!" As the old man spoke to here, his eyes lit up and he continued, "That's why it's not wrong for you to be defeated by him today!"

"Teacher, since that brat has such a good item in his hands, we must definitely not miss it!"

"Hmph, that's for sure!" The old man nodded his head in affirmation. The young man called Xiao Heng was called 'Hidden Heng', and that old man was his master, Du E. He was also the current head of the Thousand Poison Sect. His poison skills were peerless in the world, and with his outstanding cultivation technique, even an expert stronger than him would not dare to provoke him. "I know what you're thinking, so don't worry. We've endured this long and hard until today, so naturally, I won't let you lose this championship. This master will naturally help you solve your problem!" When he heard that his master had helped him solve the problem, he was overjoyed. The malicious expression on his face disappeared in a flash, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart, "Brat, fight with me!"

The second day was the second elimination round. Due to his outstanding performance, Ouyang Yu, Li Lu, and the other two youths were directly promoted to the next level. On this day, Ouyang Yu did not relax. Ouyang Yu knew that although he was stronger than the young man in refining a Grade 3 pill, he knew that it was because of his special Dou Qi. If he were to refine a Grade 4 pill, Ouyang Yu had no confidence that he would be able to defeat the young man.

At night, Ouyang Yu, who had spent an entire day refining pills, was a little tired. After he recovered his combat power, he laid down on the bed and slept soundly.

The lights gradually faded, and in the dark night, the originally bright street suddenly turned pitch black. Suddenly, a black shadow flew up to the roof of Ouyang Yu's room like a large bird. The black robe on his body merged with the night sky, and with his untraceable footsteps, even if a person was sitting on the roof, they wouldn't notice that someone had appeared in front of them.

The black-clothed man pressed his ear to the tile and listened attentively for a while. When he found that there was no movement inside, he took out a bag of powder and his body floated to the window like a leaf. He dipped his hand in saliva and lightly poked a hole in the paper.

After doing all of this, the black clothed man didn't stop. His body flashed and quickly disappeared into the night.

The joyous sounds of fireworks rang out from the Alchemist Guild and filled the surrounding streets of the entire Alchemist Guild. No matter if it was the young alchemist or Ping Ming, everyone knew that the young man had already started the Alchemist Grand Meeting. Today, everyone had rushed there to see who would be the victor of today's competition.

After a few words of encouragement, the other alchemists entered the arena one by one. From the original one hundred to now, there were only ten of them. However, there were only nine people on the stage. The youth that everyone looked forward to did not appear. This caused everyone to be shocked. Did he give up? Impossible, just based on his performance yesterday, he wouldn't be able to win the championship.