Chapter 469 Mingyao's Identity

Just after they opened the porcelain bottle containing the liquid medicine, the eyes of several people suddenly froze.

The liquid medicine was so clear that it was almost transparent, without any impurities.

"This...did you extract this?"

Ling Changge nodded. It was obvious that everyone around her had been eliminated. She was the only one left. Even if she wanted to snatch what others had refined, it would be impossible.

As if realizing that the question he asked was a bit stupid, he smiled awkwardly.

The elders exchanged glances, waved their arms, and powerful spiritual energy impacted the huge alchemy cauldron in the square: "The one who won the second round is Jun Wei!"

Jun Wei?

Yun Chen, who was originally resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Changge in the audience with shock.

Now she has restrictions on her body, and if you only look at her appearance, you can't tell that she has any connection with Ling Changge.

But how could it be such a coincidence?

The same name, both are alchemists.

"The first two rounds of competition are over today, and the third round will be held tomorrow."

The elder of Medicine King Valley stood on the high platform and said loudly: "For the third round of the competition, all contestants will prepare their own spiritual herbs and refine spiritual pills."

Do you prepare elixirs yourself?

At this moment, Ling Changge noticed some unfriendly gazes falling on him.

She turned around and saw everyone in the Qingcheng Guild glaring at her fiercely.

No, not like them.

The gaze that had just fallen on him was extremely sinister and vicious, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Ling Changge looked around but didn't find that gaze.

Just then, her eyes fell on the group leaving.

"Brother, wait for me!"

Yun Chen was walking in front, and when he heard her voice, he quickened his pace.

After returning to the inn, Ling Changge went into the Burning Dragon Tower to study the recipe for the pill he was going to make tomorrow.

"Nine-turn Resurrection Pill." Ling Changge's eyes fell on a page of old pill recipe.

Nine-turn Soul-Restoring Pill, a sixth-grade pinnacle elixir.

At this moment, based on her mental strength, this elixir has reached her limit.

"Medicine Immortal Ancestor." Ling Changge touched his chin: "Why do I always feel like I've seen him somewhere?"

At this time, in a villa, several people in gray robes were sitting together.

"I didn't expect that a man named Jun Wei would show up." A shadow appeared in the room. The shadow stood with his hands behind his back, and a thick aura of death shrouded the whole body. The person who came was the Lord of the Underworld, Ye Sha.

"My Lord, I will kill her."

"No." Ye Sha said in a deep voice, "Where do you think this place is? This is Medicine King Valley! If you make the slightest move, that old Medicine Immortal will definitely notice it. All your plans will be disrupted by that old man. Even I would think twice before encountering him. I'm afraid you guys would die without knowing how you did it."

"My Lord, that Jun Wei is only a fourth-grade spiritual alchemist. He may have a stronger mental strength, but his alchemy skills are not necessarily better than ours."

A fourth-grade alchemist?

Is he really just a fourth-grade alchemist?

"It doesn't matter. If you can win tomorrow, we will use the method we used to win. If we lose, there are also ways to lose. But we must get what we want." Ye Sha raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a smile of determination flashed across his eyes.

At night, a figure passed through the air of Yaowang Valley. At this time, on the top of Zhongshan Mountain, a white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back.

There was a faint sound of footsteps behind me.

"Here I come." The Medicine Immortal Patriarch didn't turn around, but just stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and chuckled softly, "It's been a thousand years since we last met, Yao Ming."

"Greetings, Master." Yao Ming lowered his eyes, looking extremely respectful.

"I thought you didn't dare to come back." The Medicine Immortal Patriarch said calmly, "What brings you here this time?"

"Come and see Master."

"Hehehe." The Medicine Immortal Patriarch chuckled, "How could this old man not know when I became so close to the Great Elder of the Netherworld?"

“Master…”

"There's no need to say the word 'Master' anymore." The Medicine Immortal Patriarch slowly turned around and sat on a rattan chair. The breeze blowing from the mountains swept over, and the fragrance of thousands of elixirs drifted away with the wind.

He slowly closed his eyes and said calmly, "Go now. For the sake of our past as master and disciple, I will pretend you've never been here. Yao Ming... No, I should call you Ming Yao now. I gave you this name back then. Now that you've entered the netherworld, I'll take it back. Don't mention it to anyone. You're my disciple, and I'll pretend you've never been one."

Apart from him, no one in this world knows that the great elder of the Netherworld is actually the direct disciple of the Medicine Immortal Ancestor of Yaowang Valley.

Mingyao didn't move, but a trace of struggle flashed across his face.

"Why, do you have anything else to say?" The Medicine Immortal Patriarch smiled and said, "Just say it."

"Master, I had my own reasons for what happened back then."

As Mingyao finished speaking, the Medicine Immortal Patriarch paused fanning himself and slowly opened his eyes. This was the first time he had set his gaze on Mingyao since she had appeared.

The Medicine Immortal Patriarch did not say anything, but did not stop Ming Yao.

After a long moment, the Medicine Immortal Patriarch said calmly, "I don't know what your difficulties are. I only know that because of your unfounded difficulties, your master's wife died and my only daughter is missing. All of this is because of you. Your master's wife treats you like her own son. She will doubt anyone but you."

Upon hearing this, Mingyao knelt heavily on the ground.

"I, your disciple, never imagined that I would cause Master's Wife to lose her soul."

"Your master's wife said she doesn't blame you and asked me to let you go, so I won't kill you now." The Medicine Immortal Patriarch's gaze fell on him: "Don't force me to regret it."

As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent was revealed in his eyes, and there was a red tint in his eyes.

Mingyao gritted her teeth and whispered, "Your daughter... is still alive."

What?

The look in the eyes of the Medicine Immortal Ancestor suddenly became fierce.

"What did you say?"

"Your daughter is still alive. I know where she is."

"Where is she?" The Medicine Immortal Patriarch thought of something and said in a deep voice, "It was you who took her away!"

Mingyao did not deny it, and the next moment, a loud slap landed on his face.

The Medicine Immortal Patriarch waved his arm, and a powerful force gripped his throat.

"What a beast! If your mistress knew you touched her daughter, she would definitely make me kill you! Tell me! Where is she?"

"Seal." A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Mingyao's lips: "Give me the seal, and I...I will tell you."

"Seal, huh, you don't deserve it!" Medicine Immortal Patriarch said angrily, "Is this something a beast like you can covet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his arm and Mingyao's body fell heavily to the ground.