Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Immortal Pill Meeting (Part 2)
Chapter 8
Qin Zhou did not go to the Immortal Pill Conference, but returned to the village alone.
Now, he was only one step away from becoming an immortal, which was to take elixir. He still had twenty primary elixir pills on him.
Thanks to Wen Jue's spiritual power, he was able to cleanse his points to 4.0 with only 15 marrow cleansing pills. The ingredients for the pills were expensive, and Qin Zhou didn't want to make another furnace. 4.0 was already enough for him to enter the immortal gate.
Once he unlocks his Qiankun bag, he will have ten thousand ways to make himself stronger.
Marrow cleansing pill...it hurts too much.
Especially when taking more than a dozen marrow cleansing pills at the same time.
Not wanting to recall the pain that was worse than death, Qin Zhou pushed open the door, and saw the culprit sitting in the yard.
In front of the house to the east, a young man in white was sitting with his legs crossed, humming a tune. He seemed to be aware of his arrival and looked over leisurely.
"I didn't jump today." Qin Zhou thought, sometimes Wen Jue is like the legendary house guardian spirit. When the master comes back, he will show up.
I can't say this thought, or I'll probably be forced to take twenty more marrow cleansing pills.
Wen Jue: "...I said you jumped the grid?"
"I told you last time."
After saying this, Qin Zhou remembered that he had thought about it last time that he should treat Wen Jue with courtesy next time he came.
But the marrow cleansing pill is really painful.
"Thank you for the marrow cleansing." Qin Zhou said seriously.
Thinking of the time when Qin Zhou was almost killed during the marrow cleansing, Wen Jue coughed lightly and said, "You're welcome." He quickly changed the subject, "By the way, today is the Immortal Pill Conference, aren't you going?"
"Do you know the Immortal Pill Society?"
"Everyone in Pingcheng knows this." Wen Jue snorted, "You don't want to see the result? Are you sure that the Qin family can win? Or do you not care who wins or loses?"
"The Qin family can't lose." Qin Zhou said, "I made the elixir, I know it well."
"But the one who will judge the victory or defeat is not you, but the group of immortal disciples that the Zhang family has brought."
Qin Zhou looked up at him and found that it was a mosaic, so he shifted his gaze again, "We can't lose. The Zhang family can't find any big sect to back them up, and the disciples of the small sect dare not offend an excellent alchemist for some mortal grudges."
Arrogant ghost. Wen Jue narrowed his eyes, but had to admit that Qin Zhou was right. From ancient times to the present, the existence of alchemists is special. Because they have the ability to cultivate talents. No one wants to offend an alchemist, and an excellent alchemist often has a bigger backer behind him.
As for Qin Zhou, I don’t know whether he has a backer or not, but this kid has a secret.
A shocking secret.
"So what are you going to do now?" Seeing Qin Zhou about to walk into the house, Wen Jue couldn't help but follow him, "Refine the elixir?"
"Take the elixir."
"Oh..." Wen Jue dragged out the sound, "After the marrow is cleansed, now I have to become a cultivator."
"Yeah." Qin Zhou said, walked into the house, and did not forget to close the door.
Looking at the closed door, Wen Jue's smile froze on his face.
What's the meaning?
Didn’t I just accidentally feed him a few too many marrow cleansing pills last time?
To prevent thieves!
"If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Immortal Pill Meeting. It should be lively." Qin Zhou's voice suddenly came from the room.
"I don't like crowds!" Wen Jue cursed, "Besides, I have a lot of things to do!"
After he finished speaking, the body he condensed with his spiritual power suddenly dissipated.
Qin Zhou opened the window and saw that there was no one in the yard. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten something.
I forgot to ask about the origin of Haoyue Yingxue.
...It doesn't matter.
It’s been ten thousand years anyway.
…
At this time, the Immortal Pill Conference was indeed lively.
Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intention. The Zhang family's goal is to drive the Qin family out of Pingcheng. Pingcheng is surrounded by outstanding people and beautiful scenery, so there are many medicinal material merchants around.
In the past, the Zhang family did not have an alchemist, so they could not enjoy this bonus.
Now is the opportunity.
Therefore, without much preparation, Zhang Heming directly stated his intention for today -
"All the immortals have come from afar to enjoy this immortal pill meeting. Today, in order to add some color to this immortal pill meeting, our Zhang and Qin families have joined the meeting and invited our respective alchemists to refine a few pills. We respectfully invite the immortals to evaluate them——"
"Please also ask all the people of Pingcheng present to bear witness."
"The loser will leave Pingcheng with his family and shop."
"Qin..." Zhang Heming got stuck while talking, turned around to look at Chen San who was sitting at the table, and said with a grin, "This one from the Qin Mansion... is that you?"
Chen San stood up, neither humble nor arrogant, and his voice was not timid at all, "Then please ask the common people and the immortal master to be witnesses. The loser will leave Pingcheng with his family and store."
After hearing what he said, Zhang Heming felt relieved.
Why are you so angry? The Qin family is about to be destroyed.
Although I don't know why the Qin family sent a servant to bully others, in the final analysis it is just a pretense.
There is no way the Zhang family will lose in today's competition!
Zhang Heming seemed to have seen the Qin family leave Pingcheng like a lost dog, and the light in his eyes overflowed, "Then please ask a few immortals to come on stage and evaluate the elixirs of the two families!"
Several green lights poured down from the upper floor, and in the blink of an eye, several cultivators had already arrived on the stage.
"That's the Immortal Master!"
"It's amazing! I didn't even see how they got down!"
"Let's start, and end it quickly." The leading cultivator said coldly.
They don't want to be watched like monkeys.
Zhang Heming smiled, "Take out the pills! Bring out the ones from the Qin family too!"
Chen San also came to the stage with his own box.
"Master Zhang, my master has told me that we need to ask all the immortals to agree to one thing before we can start the evaluation."
Zhang Heming frowned, "What status does your young master have? How dare he ask the immortal master to agree to something?"
"If you don't agree, there will be no competition for the elixir, and the letter of challenge will be invalidated."
Zhang Heming was stunned. What was Qin Zhou doing?
"Tell me about it." One of the green-clothed cultivators couldn't help but express his curiosity.
Chen San nodded, "My young master said that since we are going to be judges, we must be fair. Before the evaluation, please raise three fingers to the sky and swear an oath. What you say must be true. If you are not fair, the heaven will send down three thunderbolts."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire restaurant fell silent.
He...how dare this young master of the Qin family?
Asking these immortals to swear an oath?
Everyone was in disbelief, and more importantly, they were afraid that these cultivators would do something irreparable if they got unhappy.
"Your young master is brave enough to say that." Another cultivator in green said with a cold face.
Seeing the faces of several cultivators darkening, Zhang Heming was secretly happy. The Qin family was afraid that these cultivators would be biased during the alchemy competition after receiving benefits from his family, but they did not think about making several cultivators swear, which would lose their face and offend these disciples of the immortal sect. It would be the Qin family that would suffer.
But soon, he was no longer happy.
"What about you, Young Master Zhang? Your father invited us here and asked us to swear an oath before we can taste your pills?"
Zhang Heming was called out, and his heart trembled, "No, Master Xianjia... this... I..."
Why is it blamed on him?
It wasn't him who asked them to swear!
Zhang Heming was sweating profusely, and he didn't know how to explain it. But he couldn't stop them from swearing. What if the Qin family ran away? If he couldn't win the elixir, how would he explain it to his father?
At this moment, someone among the blue-robed cultivators spoke—
"Alright, brother. It's just a vow."
It’s the youngest junior fellow apprentice, Jin Ming.
"I just want to bidan. If you don't want to swear, just go sit upstairs." Jin Ming said with a frown.
"Jin Ming." The eldest senior brother shouted coldly.
Jin Ming was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say anything.
"We can swear an oath." The eldest brother spoke, but he was obviously not in a good mood.
Zhang Heming didn't dare to say anything, he could only look at them and swear.
He held up three fingers to the sky and chanted in his mouth that everything he said was true. If he violated justice, the heaven would punish him with thunder.
"That's good. Please let the immortals taste the elixir." Seeing this, Chen San handed over the box.
The Zhang family's servants also quickly handed over their own boxes of medicine.
Zhang Heming didn't understand alchemy, but just looking at Chen San's calm look, he felt a little uneasy for no reason.
How come he is so steady?
Could it be that he really dares to compete with the Zhang family?
Zhang Heming became more suspicious.
But the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.
The gong sounded——
Bidan, officially begin.
The two pills were placed on the tables in front of several cultivators. The people could see their expressions by just looking up slightly.
The first person opened the box on the left first, and there was a hint of golden light mixed in with the black pill.
That was the elixir that his junior fellow apprentice personally refined.
"Since ancient times, elixirs have been divided into different grades. The elixirs we are tasting today are of the same grade, so we will look at the quality and appearance. Generally speaking, we cultivators divide elixirs into five types: ordinary, fine, rare, treasured, and top-grade. The first two are the most common, the rare ones are rare, and treasured and top-grade are not found in this mortal world. Today, we will compare elixirs based on their appearance."
"And the one in front of me has purple spiritual energy. It is a rare quality primary spiritual pill."
The common people were all mortals and could not see the color of the spiritual energy. They only knew that this cultivator would not lie. This also proved that the alchemist hired by the Zhang family was indeed powerful.
The Qin family...might lose.
After the green-clothed cultivator finished speaking, he looked at the medicine box on the right.
Although Yaoyue Sect has powerful alchemists, anyone who can do business with mortals must not be a very powerful person.
That's all...
Open it and take a look.
With the attitude of just taking a look, the green-clothed cultivator opened the medicine box.
The next second, he was stunned.
A ray of golden spiritual energy flashed by.
But this flash did not escape the eyes of all the cultivators present.
Gold…is a precious color.
It is a rare and precious color in the world.
But...how is that possible?
Are the pills made by the Yaoyue Sect's alchemist better quality than those made by my junior brother?
The people didn't understand why the atmosphere on the stage seemed to suddenly stagnate after the box was opened. Was the thing in the Qin family's medicine box bad?
The next moment, Jin Ming stood up and snatched the medicine box from his senior brother's hand.
When he saw it clearly, his pupils shrank.
Gold, it’s really gold.
The pill box of the Qin family actually contained a rare grade primary elixir.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Heming's feeling of uneasiness reached its peak, but he didn't dare to say anything since several cultivators didn't say anything.
"Master Immortal, please comment on the Qin family's elixir." At this time, Chen San said again.
"You..." Zhang Heming still wanted to curse loudly.
The green-clothed cultivator was also stunned. Instead, Jin Ming, who was holding the box beside him, raised his voice and asked Chen San: "Who made this pill?"
Chen San: "The Qin family's pills are naturally made by the Qin family's alchemist."
Zhang Heming looked at Chen San, then at the blue-clothed cultivator, and his heart sank a little, "Master Immortal, this pill..."
"The first pill goes to Qin Jiasheng." Jin Ming said word by word and walked back to his seat.
But the other brothers knew that something bad was going to happen.
Originally, I thought that disrupting Yaoyue Sect's medicine business would help Jin Ming calm down, but I didn't expect to lose here.
Among the many alchemy sects, there are many alchemists who can defeat Jin Ming. However, among those of the same level, there are very few who can rival Jin Ming.
Who exactly is this alchemist of the Qin family?
"Continue." Seeing that no one moved, Jin Ming shouted again.
Zhang Heming wiped his face and said, "Second Pill, please open the box, Master Xianjia."
…
As expected, the next pill, Jin Ming's pill was still the rare purple one, while Qin's pill was still the precious golden one.
"Second Dan, Qin Jia wins."
…
The third dan.
"Qin Jiasheng."
…
"Qin Jiasheng."
The constant sound of the green-robed cultivator's voice made Zhang Heming's heart sink a little.
It's over.
It’s over, it’s all over!
How could the Zhang family lose! How could they lose!
There is another person who is even more upset than Zhang Heming, and that is Jin Ming, the alchemist representing the Zhang family.
Jin Ming had no intention of becoming the Zhang family's alchemist, but he never thought that his talent for alchemy, which he had always been proud of, would be trampled into the mud again and again in this mortal countryside.
And after verifying it with his own eyes, he had no choice but to announce the result of the last pill competition -
"Qin Jiasheng."
After saying this, the people in the audience cheered.
Chen San also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had accomplished his mission.
At this moment, a particularly harsh voice came out——
"This is impossible! How could my Zhang family lose! The Qin family must have used some other trick! Those pills are definitely not theirs!" Zhang Heming suddenly jumped up, unable to accept this result.
The Zhang family lost.
If you lose, you will have to move away from Pingcheng with your entire family and shop.
The Zhang family cannot lose!
Chen San frowned and asked, "How come the pills brought from the Qin family are not Qin's pills? Master Zhang, please don't lie. If the people don't believe it, they can go to the shop to see for themselves. The elixirs sold by the Qin family will be of high quality in the future."
The Zhang family lost completely, and the immortals personally announced that the Qin family won. Moreover, there was no thunder in the sky, which was enough to show that the result was fair and just.
"Master Zhang, please stop being unable to afford to lose!"
"That's right, the loser has to move out of Pingcheng and take the shop with him! Don't break your promise!"
The people in the audience started to make a fuss.
"Shut up! I tell you all to shut up. Believe it or not, I will destroy you!" Zhang Heming's playboy nature came out. He grabbed the collar of a man in the audience and cursed him.
Zhang Heming was fighting with someone else. Zhang Hesheng, who was watching everything from the second floor, tightly grasped the fence and suddenly——
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Obviously, the qi and blood attacked the heart.
"Master! Master, something bad has happened! Master is vomiting blood!"
In a flash, everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Hesheng lying unconscious on the ground with a pale face.
On the other side, Jin Ming on the stage also left in anger. The blue-clothed cultivators looked at each other and hurriedly chased after him.
The wind blew away the figures of the cultivators, and also blew half of the plaque of the Immortal Pill Association off, leaving it crooked and in a terrible state.
At this time, a white shadow quietly appeared at the fence on the third floor. I don’t know how long he has been here, but obviously no one noticed his presence.
"It's really lively here." Wen Jue supported his chin with one hand and smiled.
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