Ye Tian looked in the direction Su Muchen pointed and saw a group of people gathered together. They all had a rough and unruly air about them, and they couldn't blend in. They were doing their own thing, but they were standing in the same direction, clustered together.
The bizarre outfits and lineup were certainly eye-catching.
Of course, the most crucial thing is...
The burly, bearded man carrying a gourd who killed someone with a single punch yesterday was also among them.
The bearded man, who had just been arrested by the soldiers of the Dansheng Mountains yesterday, was released today. Ye Tian was very puzzled; this man must have some powerful connections, otherwise he wouldn't have been released so easily.
Senior Brother Li Xiaoyao is still imprisoned in that dilapidated Nine Heavens Pill Tower and hasn't been released yet. This bearded man must have some skill to have gotten out.
Ye Tian asked, "Why do you call them 'unorthodox'? Is there some reason behind it?"
Su Muchen scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and said in a low voice, "Because they don't have a master. Whether it's that group of academics from the Pill Association or those arrogant people from other mountains, they all have a lineage and can find their place in our Pill Saint Mountain Range."
Ye Tian was taken aback, then asked, "Aren't we the same?"
Su Muchen shook his head and emphasized, "Master, we are not. We are just small fry, the kind that have no chance of making it to the finals."
"They either have a partnership, or they've made it big with their talent and ability. As for us..."
Ye Tian frowned, realizing why his master was always so troubled.
How can you not be annoyed with a disciple like this? This is utter nonsense. What kind of shrimp soldiers and crab generals are they? Who refers to their own sect like that?
Ye Tian slapped him hard.
Wuchen Daoist slapped Su Muchen away and scolded him, "You unfilial disciple, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will expel you from the sect and send you to wander the world."
Su Muchen got up, scratched his head unhappily, and muttered, "That's true. How can we, a group of cultivators, be a match for these alchemists?"
Ye Tian was so frustrated by Su Muchen's words that he could only say to him in a fit of anger, "Alright, just you wait and see how I take first place in this alchemy competition for you."
Su Muchen scratched his head, looking incredulous.
Ye Tian smiled, noting that each of the three factions had its own background.
It seemed that only their Ruthless Sect lineage had no connections or even a single person in the Dan Sheng Mountains.
Only Su Muchen, this half-local, is a weakling who couldn't even get into the top 100 selection competition.
How annoying!
No matter how frustrated you are, you still need to compete.
In his first match to compete for a spot in the top 100, Ye Tian faced a true master.
On stage, the singer announced, "In this match, Ye Tian of the Ruthless Sect will face Chen Jianghua, an honorary guest elder of the Alchemy Association."
Upon hearing the name, Su Muchen chuckled and whispered, "Master, you're doomed. You definitely won't win this time."
Snap!
Ye Tian slapped the unruly disciple away, then grabbed him back and asked, "Tell me properly, what happened?"
Su Muchen said with a grin, "Master, can I tell you that Chen Jianghua is actually the first disciple of the president of our Dansheng Mountain Range Association?"
"What?" Ye Tian was taken aback, not expecting such a reason.
But Su Muchen smiled and explained to him, "Master, Chen Jianghua is about seventy years old now. Among those who cultivate both alchemy and martial arts, he is still a young man. However, he is the first disciple accepted by the guild leader. He is considered the senior brother of most people in the Dan Sheng Mountain Range."
"Many people say that Chen Jianghua is the one who has carried forward the refined academic spirit of our president in his youth to its brightest point."
That old man from just now?
He's clearly in his prime, yet he insists on acting like he's halfway to the grave.
This insidious old silver coin—to claim it represents a refined, academic, and intellectual type? Who would believe that!
Anyway, Ye Tian didn't believe it.
Seemingly noticing Ye Tian's expression, Su Muchen said with a grin, "Anyway, Master, although this Chen Jianghua is gentle and refined, quiet and easy-going, his alchemy skills are superb. If you want to compete with him, you're probably no match at all."
Ye Tian chuckled and casually slapped Su Muchen away.
"Since he's not easy to deal with, it's the perfect opportunity to eliminate him first and let the Dan Sheng Mountain Range know my strength," Ye Tian said calmly.
With his current alchemy skills, even if his opponent is a highly skilled alchemist, he wouldn't be able to defeat him so easily.
Ye Tian smiled calmly, then heard someone on the arena command, "The match begins."
Only then did he walk towards the ring.
Chen Jianghua lived up to his name, exuding the demeanor of a middle-aged man. Dressed in a scholar's robe, he had a kind smile on his face, deep yet non-aggressive eyes, and a warm smile without any sense of cunning or shrewdness. He was like a friendly uncle next door.
Chen Jianghua said with a smile, "I am Chen Jianghua, and I am a disciple of Su Li, the president of the Alchemy Association. Please give me your guidance."
There's a saying: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."
Now that he had come to the Dan Sheng Mountain Range, Ye Tian naturally had to abide by the rules of this place.
"My name is Daoist Wuchen, and my alchemy lineage is 'Basic Alchemy Rules for Junior Cultivators.' Please enlighten me," Ye Tian said, impersonating Daoist Wuchen.
After he said that, everyone in the audience was stunned.
There was much discussion and discussion:
"Never heard of it, is it some kind of unorthodox method?"
"We've all heard of various master-disciple methods on this mysterious continent, but what exactly is this 'basic alchemy rules for junior cultivators'? We've never heard of it before."
On stage.
A brilliant and distinguished young man, with a dignified bearing, took a sip of tea and asked Su Li, "President, have you ever heard of this so-called basic alchemy rules for junior cultivators?"
Su Li's eyes were full of amusement, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "Never heard of it."
Chen Jianghua clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "Forgive my ignorance, but I have never heard of these basic alchemy rules for junior cultivators."
"I have heard of the president of the Alchemy Association, but that doesn't matter. In the competition of alchemy, the most skilled come first; fame is useless."
Ye Tian said indifferently.
He still wanted to create a cold and aloof image for Daoist Wuchen.
Chen Jianghua smiled and nodded, saying, "What you say is absolutely right."
He nodded, but the people in the audience were not satisfied.
"These self-taught alchemists are quite arrogant. Doesn't that mean they don't respect the president of our Alchemy Association? They really are incredibly conceited!"
"What a joke! If fame for alchemy is useless, wouldn't it be a laughing stock if so many people went around showing off their skills?"
"This brat is arrogant!"
The voices of reprimand from below were varied and diverse.
Ye Tian chuckled, his expression unchanged.
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