Everyone looked at Li Cangxu in surprise, and then their eyes turned strange when they looked at Yang Zhen.

"This... what can I say? Yang Zhen is really in trouble this time."

"I originally wanted to break the Ghost Alchemist's state of mind, but I didn't expect that it would help Li Cangxu. Now that Li Cangxu has entered the Dao with Yang Zhen, one day he will be killed because he cannot improve his realm. How can Yang Zhen survive then?"

"When that time comes? With the mentality of a madman like Li Cangxu, how could he wait until that time comes?"

The Holy Lord of Tianxue stood there, looking at Li Cangxu with a complicated expression, and sighed and said: "This scene is something I didn't expect. Yang Zhen... What a pity!"

No one knew whether the pity mentioned by the Holy Lord of Tianxue was referring to Yang Zhen or Li Cangxu! With the strength of Tianquan Holy Land, no one thought that Yang Zhen could survive under Li Cangxu's beheading. Li Cangxu entered the Dao with Yang Zhen, and if Yang Zhen didn't die, he would never be able to achieve great success! Li Cangxu stood in place, looking at Yang Zhen quietly, nodded and said: "I'll wait for you to make the elixir!"

Hearing this, everyone took a deep breath. Yang Zhen's words and actions were unpredictable. Who could understand Li Cangxu, a madman? At this point, the ghost pill master seemed to have been forgotten. Even the skull furnace was broken. Yang Zhen just turned a pile of shit into pills. This competition was obviously won by Yang Zhen.

Besides, Ghost Alchemist's state of mind is now broken. In his current state, let alone refining pills, even if he can restore his state of mind, it would be very good.

After Li Cangxu finished speaking, he looked at Yang Zhen with a smile. When everyone's eyes turned to Yang Zhen, they all looked strange.

At this time, Yang Zhen could still concentrate on refining the elixir? Sure enough, Yang Zhen shook his head. Just when everyone was about to sigh, Yang Zhen suddenly clapped his hands and said, "You don't have to wait!"

Everyone watched as Yang Zhen took out a huge pill bottle, held up the pill furnace with both hands, and poured out a whole bottle of emerald-like liquid, all with their eyes widened.

How…how could this happen? Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at each other, no one expected this result. Where was the grandmaster refining the elixir? Where was the elixir that was supposed to be completed and the heavens would bloom? Was it just the end?

What is this thing that is pouring out? Ghost Alchemist looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, pointed at Yang Zhen with an angry look and asked, "Yang Zhen, are you kidding me?"

"Playing tricks on you?" Yang Zhen was stunned, shook his head, opened the greedy cat's head, covered it with a lid, nodded with satisfaction, and said to the Ghost Alchemist: "No, it's fine, why would this slutty saint play tricks on you?"

"You're not kidding me. What are you refining?" The Ghost Alchemist roared, looking at Yang Zhen in frustration, with a look of resentment as if he had been deceived.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in a daze. Is this... a failure?

Are these two people here to make fun of me? One of them broke his alchemy furnace and his state of mind was broken, and the other one spent a long time refining and actually produced a pot of... soup?

Who wins? In the crowd, Guan Guan looked at the pill bottle in Yang Zhen's hand with disbelief, sniffed the scent of the pill in the air, and suddenly widened his eyes. He looked at the greedy cat, who kept leaning forward, but was pushed back by Yang Zhen, and his eyes widened even more.

The little fat boy looked at Yang Zhen in doubt, then looked at Guan Guan, and approached Guan Guan, asking in confusion, "Miss Guan Guan, what happened to Yang Zhen? Did he fail?"

Guan Guan shook his head and said, "I... I don't know, maybe it didn't fail, but... why didn't the elixir become successful?"

The little fat man curled his lips and said with a look of regret: "If the pill is not made, it is still a failure. What's the point of this pot of soup?"

Even Saint Lord Tianquan and Saint Lord Tianxue looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, as if they had not expected this result.

Li Cangxu was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said to Yang Zhen: "That's good. You don't practice the great Dao, but practice alchemy. Now that you have failed, you should practice diligently so that you can..."

Who made the rule?

Everyone was stunned.

Damn, does this thing need to be regulated by someone? Ever since the existence of alchemists, haven't pills been round?

"Yang Zhen, don't be so unreasonable. Failure is failure. Do you think everyone here is a fool?" Ghost Alchemist sneered and said to the Holy Lords of Tianxue and Tianquan: "My two Holy Lords, now that Yang Zhen has failed in refining the elixir, it is difficult to tell who will win. I beg for another competition."

Hearing the words of Ghost Alchemist, everyone present was shocked. It was obvious that Yang Zhen failed in refining the elixir. Ghost Alchemist's mood was completely calmed down. Although he didn't know what kind of elixir Yang Zhen was going to refine, he failed after all. With such a level, it would be easy for Ghost Alchemist to defeat Yang Zhen even without the skull furnace? Tianxue Saint Lord's face was gloomy, but Tianquan Saint Lord showed a smile on his face and said, "In this case, the two of you will compete again, but this time, neither of you is allowed to disturb each other and do your best..."

"No!"

As the Holy Lord of Tianquan was speaking, a clear voice suddenly rang out. Everyone present was startled and turned to look towards the source of the voice.

Guan Guan seemed to have finally mustered up the courage. Now that everyone was looking at him, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and walked to Yang Zhen's side. He stared at Master Ghost Pill with a determined face and said, "No need to compete again, Master Ghost Pill, you can't win against Yang Zhen!"

"What?"

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Being belittled by a little girl like this, a wave of blood suddenly burst out of Ghost Alchemist's body. He stared at Guan Guan and said, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, it will bring you a fatal disaster."

Yang Zhen was amazed, glared at the Ghost Alchemist, and said, "Damn, do you feel accomplished after scaring a little girl? If you say one more word, do you believe that I will turn you into a bug?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Ghost Alchemist's expression froze, and he looked at Yang Zhen coldly. Before he could speak, Tianquan Saint Lord snorted coldly, looked at Guan Guan and said, "Little girl, what do you mean by that? Why don't you compete?"

Guan Guan looked up at the Holy Lord of Tianquan and said, "Because... because Yang Zhen refined... Tianhua Pill!"

What? Hearing the three words "Tianhua Pill", Tianquan Saint Lord's eyes condensed, and his state of mind was slightly fluctuated in surprise. The aura on his body leaked out inadvertently, and the tables and chairs around him that were chopped into pieces by Li Cangxu were all turned into powder.

Tianhua Pill! The Holy Lord of Tianxue Holy Land also had an unbelievable look in his eyes. He quickly stepped forward, staring at the large bottle of medicine in Yang Zhen's hand, and asked hesitantly: "Guan Guan, are you sure this is Tianhua Pill?"

Guan Guan glanced at Yang Zhen, and seeing the expression in Yang Zhen's eyes, he suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, it's Tianhua Pill!"

The Holy Lord of Snow and Heaven took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "In an instant, the delusion was broken. It is said that the Tianhua Pill can help any cultivator to improve his cultivation level in a short period of time. It is extremely difficult to do so. This... this is impossible. How can a great alchemy master refine such a heaven-defying pill as the Tianhua Pill? Moreover, what Yang Zhen refined was not a pill, but... a liquid!"

Guan Guan looked at Yang Zhen with admiration, like a little fangirl, and explained, "That's right, a great alchemy master can't make the Tianhua Pill, so Yang Zhen didn't intend to make the pill. This is a, a..."

"A low-end Tianhua Pill. Oh, it should be called Tianhua Soup." Yang Zhen answered for Guan Guan with a smile.

(End of this chapter)