Chang Qingchi also looked unhappy in the audience.
Although no one dared to say anything about him because of his status as the Supreme Elder of the Demon Medical Alliance, Gu Qingxi's verbal battle not only pierced Lu Xuanyuan's heart, but also pierced his heart. He was also on pins and needles.
Beside him, Han Keshu was in high spirits, and his old face was about to bloom with a smile.
It was so refreshing, so refreshing! Han Keshu looked at Chang Qingchi's aggrieved face, and felt that he was so relieved.
I remember that he had never been so relieved and relieved when he narrowly defeated Chang Qingchi in the last competition.
There was no way, that competition was held in private, no outsiders were present, and no one cheered for the victory, so naturally there was not much satisfaction.
But today, in public, watching Chang Qingchi's direct disciple being stabbed by countless cultivators and Gu Qingxi, which was equivalent to slapping Chang Qingchi in the face, the joy and satisfaction in it were certainly not the same.
"Brother Chang..." Han Keshu said.
With such a good opportunity, if he didn't give Chang Qingchi a few words, he was really afraid that he would suffocate to death.
"Han Keshu! I admit that this time it was my Demon Medical Alliance that lost, and I, Chang Qingchi, lost miserably. You want to take the opportunity to humiliate me, and I admit it.
But the way of medical skills is endless. No matter how much you humiliate me, you can't hit my heart. I, Chang Qingchi, am not as fragile as you think!" Before Han Keshu finished speaking, Chang Qingchi said righteously.
After fighting openly and secretly for most of his life, how could he not know what Han Keshu wanted to say?
It's just humiliation. Anyway, you humiliate me and I humiliate you. It's not the first time for anyone. It's better to be single and open, at least it seems that you are upright, and at the same time it can also highlight Han Keshu's villainy.
This time he guessed wrong. Han Keshu didn't say a word of humiliation. He just waved his hand and said with concern: "No, Senior Brother Chang, you misunderstood. After all, we are brothers from the same sect. How could I humiliate you? I just want to ask you... Does your face hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"
"..." Chang Qingchi's mouth twitched fiercely.
His face, which was originally trying to be tense, suddenly turned red like a monkey's butt.
It was indeed not a humiliation, but this seemingly caring question was a hundred times more vicious than the humiliation he expected.
When did this old thing become so vicious? Did he go to the Renxin Alliance and do nothing but learn how to argue with others?
Looking at Han Keshu's face with concern, but his smile was so worthy of a beating, Elder Chang became even more depressed.
Of course, he didn't know that the reason why his old rival's verbal skills had gone a step further was all because of the quarrel with Gu Qingxi.
To be more precise, it was Han Keshu's experience and understanding after being speechless and glaring at Gu Qingxi countless times, and then he learned from his pain.
But for Han Keshu, that was also the happiest time in his decades, and a beautiful memory that he would never forget in his life.
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"There is still a lot of time left, do you want to continue?" On the trial stage, the city lord asked Gu Qingxi and Lu Xuanyuan expectantly.
Witnessing the miracle of a furnace of nine pills, and it was born right under his nose, the city lord was equally excited.
What made him even more excited was that Lu Xuanyuan, the narcissist, finally got a lesson. He was stabbed by many immortal medical practitioners and Gu Qingxi, and his face was almost twisted into a knot. He felt relieved just by watching.
The only flaw was that Gu Qingxi's alchemy technique was too mysterious. He watched it from beginning to end, but he didn't see any tricks. So he hoped that the two sides would fight again, and he could also observe it carefully.
Unfortunately, his wish was unfulfilled.
"I admit defeat." Lu Xuanyuan said without hesitation.
There was a lot of time left. If they speeded up, they could refine a few more furnaces of Yuxu Qingyang Dan. But the difference in alchemy between the two sides was so huge, what else was there to compete?
Who has the bigger face, who has the thicker skin?
Even if the demon cultivator really cultivated his spirit, energy and spirit, he couldn't stand being stabbed and beaten by others.
What's worse, he had a mouthful of blood rushing to his throat. What else could he use to compete?
Not to mention the competition, he felt embarrassed to stand on the stage.
After saying this, Lu Xuanyuan turned around and left.
"The first competition is over, and the Renxin Alliance won." Seeing Lu Xuanyuan's initiative to admit defeat, the city lord couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but still announced the result loudly.
In the stands, all the immortal medical cultivators stood up and applauded, paying high respect to Gu Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi nodded in return and left the competition stage.
Because the first match required a lot of spiritual energy, according to convention, there was an hour of rest before the second match.
Gu Qingxi had just returned to her seat when Jiang Qiulin, Yan Rongan, Jiang Haoning, and Yu Anguang hurried over to greet her.
"Qingxi, thanks to you. If it weren't for you, our Renxin League would have lost this match." Yan Rongan said thankfully.
"I didn't expect that Lu Xuanyuan would have learned alchemy with his demonic body, and his alchemy skills were so extraordinary. If Qingxi hadn't helped today, we would have lost face." Yu Anguang followed up, looking at Gu Qingxi with gratitude in his eyes.
It would be fine if they lost face themselves, but the key point was that they represented the Renxin League. If they lost, they would also lose face for the Renxin League.
So Gu Qingxi's victory not only saved the face of the four of them, but also saved the face of the Renxin League.
"Brother Yan, you are too kind. We won this competition thanks to you, not just me." Gu Qingxi said modestly. "Qingxi,
don't flatter us. With your alchemy skills, the five demon cultivators of the Demon Medical Alliance combined are probably not your opponents. It's the same with or without us." Jiang Qiulin shook his head and said self-deprecatingly.
The four of them worked so hard that their hands were numb. They only made about 20 Yuxu Qingyang Pills together. Gu Qingxi made nine Yuxu Qingyang Pills in one furnace, so why did he need the help of the four of them? That
's right, it was extra help. Jiang Qiulin felt that the outsiders' previous speculation was actually correct. In this competition, the Renxin Alliance did send extra help, but it was not Gu Qingxi, but the four of them.
"Nine pills in one furnace. Apart from the legendary Tianzun, I have never heard of anyone who has such alchemy skills." Hearing Jiang Qiulin mention the alchemy skills, Jiang Haoning couldn't help but sigh.
Although he knew that Qingxi was holding back and had not shown her true strength, he had never expected that her true strength was so terrifying. No wonder the master had not mentioned accepting Qingxi as a disciple. It turned out that the master had known for a long time that he was not qualified to accept Qingxi.
"It's just luck." Gu Qingxi smiled and said disapprovingly.
Although she could greatly improve the success rate of alchemy and the quality of the pills by relying on the spiritual eyes, her cultivation was still a little bit short. She had only reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul, and the use of the spiritual eyes could not be as she wished.
So this time, even she was surprised that she
could make nine pills in one furnace, and she could only attribute it to luck. "Qingxi, don't comfort us. Even though we can only make pills and have not learned the art of alchemy, we also know how high the requirements of alchemy are. For an eighth-grade pill like the Yuxu Qingyang Pill, the furnace may explode if there is a slight mistake in the refining process. There is no such thing as luck." Jiang Qiulin said seriously.
Hearing his words, Gu Qingxi's heart moved slightly.
Indeed, if it was a low-level elixir of the second or third grade, luck might be a factor, but once it reached the fifth grade, the elixir recipe would become more and more complicated, and the refining requirements would become higher and higher, so there was no luck at all, not to mention the eighth-grade elixir like the Yuxu Qingyang Pill.
Could it be that it was really not luck?
Gu Qingxi focused her mind and looked inward, first "looking" at her sea of consciousness, and found nothing unusual after checking. Then she looked at the eight extraordinary meridians, but still found nothing unusual.
Finally, Gu Qingxi looked at the location of her dantian, and then suddenly froze.
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