"Senior Brother is indeed a genius." Ye Xiruo rubbed her fingers excitedly. When they went to the secret realm in the future, they could learn from Senior Brother. This was a good way to earn spirit stones and spirit herbs.

"Only those with the strength of the eldest brother and master are unafraid of being ambushed."

Ye Xiruo thought about it and agreed. Without the protection of martial artists, alchemists would be easily killed or imprisoned and turned into tools for alchemy.

After thinking it over, Ye Xiruo decided that she would open a pill shop with Brother Xiu Qi in the future, and if any fools came to rob her, Brother Xiu Qi would kill them.

"Look, something's happened." After Zishu exchanged about ten seventh or eighth-grade pills, some people couldn't contain themselves and wanted to cause trouble.

Under the guise of exchanging pills with Zishu, they actually intended to kidnap Zishu and steal the spiritual medicine.

As a being of ethereal nature, Zishu possessed a keen ability to judge the inherent goodness or evil in people. As soon as these two approached, he sensed something was wrong. He quickly put away the spiritual herbs, flipped his hand, and a sword appeared in his hand. He fought against the two alone and brutally crippled the two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Zishu, carrying his still-dripping sword, wore what he thought was a friendly smile on his baby face: "Don't be afraid. As long as you don't have any ulterior motives, I won't mess with spirit herbs and spirit stones. Of course, if you want to test your skills, those two will be your fate." Zishu was openly declaring war, but these forceful words did not provoke any dissatisfaction from the prodigies.

Zishu's name is legendary. He is the youngest ninth-grade alchemist on the continent. Anyone with a sound mind understands Zishu's terrifying talent and the achievements he may make in the future. Only an idiot would want to risk his life to offend Zishu.

While Zishu certainly had his own selfish motives, they were all well aware of just how important a pill that could enhance their strength, a pill that could heal their injuries, and a pill that could detoxify were in this perilous secret realm.

Besides, Zishu is no pushover. He's never seen such a violent alchemist in his life! He looks like a weak and harmless little rabbit, but in reality, he's ruthless when he fights. He'll draw his sword and kill without hesitation if things don't go his way. He's not afraid of leaving them with psychological trauma.

"Master Zishu is joking. We are all here for the Daodeng elixir, so we would never do anything foolish."

"I have a limited supply of medicinal herbs. Once I've exchanged them all, I'll need to refine them again."

"Get out of the way, I was here first."

"Master Zishu, I'm offering four high-grade spiritual herbs in exchange for pills!"

"What? You want to make a move?"

"Go ahead and do it, I'm not afraid of you."

"Don't rush, line up and come one at a time. With the elixir, are you still worried about not being able to refine the pill?"

The many prodigies thought to themselves, "That's right, there's no need to fight to the death here." They immediately changed their tune, becoming friendly and respectful towards each other.

"Master Zishu, please rest assured in your alchemy; we will protect you."

"Yes, protector of Master Zishu Dan."

Surprisingly, this group of brain-dead martial artists are quite enthusiastic right now. Zishu waved his hand and said, "You should take care of yourselves first!"

Was Alchemist Zishu looking down on them? Before the group of martial artists could even react, they were slapped in the face by the alien race behind them. Oh! So Alchemist Zishu was referring to the alien race. As expected of a high-level alchemist, his mental strength and senses are indeed sharp.

Zishu put away all the pills and spiritual herbs: "Let's deal with these alien races first, and then we can continue the trade!" Zishu said calmly.

"Master Zishu is right, let's go!"

At this moment, they were no longer afraid of alien races or death. Zishu looked at this group of martial artists with some amusement, but unexpectedly, he even saw a familiar face - Ye Liusha from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Zishu flew to Ye Liusha's side and asked, "You're also here to exchange pills. I'll give you a discount because of my junior sister."

"Really." Ye Liusha raised his head and looked at Zishu very seriously.

"Of course it's true. You're not in good condition. I'll take a closer look at you after we defeat the alien race."

"Thank you." Ye Liusha turned around, drew his longsword, and went to kill the alien race. He was so fast that Zishu didn't even have time to react.

Zishu took out the Supreme Technique again, enlarged it, and smashed it fiercely against the alien race, saving several human prodigies who were about to be torn apart.

At this moment, a chaotic battle broke out. Zishu couldn't just sit idly by and slack off, so he wiped his sword and rushed up to kill the alien race.

This greatly excited the group of martial artists. Look, even alchemists can wield swords to kill alien races! They are martial artists, whose physical abilities and other aspects are far superior to alchemists. There's no reason why they can't defeat the alien races.

As a result, these martial artists unleashed their inner power, and some of them, disregarding the cost, directly consumed the pills they had just obtained from Zishu.

This pill is incredibly powerful; it's like taking a super-strength pill, filling my entire body with energy. If I can kill one or two aliens, it won't be a loss.

Zishu has already dealt with two alien races at the late Nascent Soul stage and is currently locked in a fierce battle with an alien race at the Divine Transformation stage.

Like a ghost, Night Sands silently ended the lives of two alien races by taking advantage of the favorable environment.

The other races that followed were also puzzled. How come these humans had become so powerful today? Didn't they usually crush several people with a single stomp? Now they had actually killed several of their own kind. The other races weren't stupid. Thinking about it, they immediately imagined that this was all a conspiracy by these humans, deliberately luring them here and then setting up an ambush to wipe them out. Yes, that must be it.

If Zishu knew how imaginative these alien races were, he would be very happy. It was just a misunderstanding.

Especially after someone in the crowd shouted, "Don't let any of the alien races escape," the conflict erupted completely.

"Kill them all!"

"Slaughter all the alien races!"

The aggrieved alien races exclaimed, "Damn it, how can humans be so shameless? They even steal their slogans!"

After a powerful cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage killed a human prodigy with a single palm strike, a sharp whistling sound rang out from the innermost part of the field. Upon hearing this sound, all the alien races unleashed their ultimate attacks, forcing back their enemies before fleeing in unison.

That's right, they were running away. These alien races thought they had seen through the human race's conspiracy, so they naturally refused to stay here and be slaughtered by the human race. Therefore, they decided to retreat.

"Stop chasing." Zishu retrieved the Supreme Being and stopped the human prodigies who were about to give chase. They'd been blinded by victory again. There was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator among the alien races; if it weren't for his suspicious nature, half the humans here would probably be dead at their hands today. Did these fools really want to court death?