Chapter 154 Cross-Border Core
An hour passed quickly.
The five balls of medicinal liquid in the blazing Star Meteor Cauldron have been refined to be crystal clear, emitting a bright light and exuding waves of enticing fragrance.
Bai Donglin opened his eyes and gently pinched the magic formula with his hands. The flame in the cauldron went out, and the five balls of thick medicinal liquid were divided into ten equal small balls. After a while, they solidified into pills. Circles of spiritual light surrounded the elixir, five in total. It was a fifth-grade elixir!
He took out five jade bottles, and the real Falling Star Cauldron opened a small hole. Five pills flew out and fell into the jade bottles respectively. There were ten elixirs in each bottle.
He placed five bottles of pills on the bluestone table. A ray of light flashed and the jade bottles disappeared.
Bai Donglin knew that the ten judges had begun to score, and the pills would be returned to him after the scoring was completed. The rules of the competition had already stated that the materials for alchemy were provided by the Holy Sect, and the pills refined belonged to the disciples.
This can be considered as a small benefit for the disciples. The Holy Sect is a large and powerful family and can afford the low-level materials.
This is also why Bai Donglin used up all the materials and refined five kinds of pills. It was not for showing off his skills, but because he was used to being thrifty.
On the stands, batches of elixirs were teleported over. The ten judges scanned the elixirs with their minds. With their experience, they could instantly see through everything about the elixirs and give them scores. After removing the highest and lowest scores, the average of the remaining scores was the disciple's score.
When Bai Donglin's five bottles of pills were sent over, the ten alchemy masters slowed down, each picked up a pill and began to observe carefully. They had seen the performance of tens of thousands of disciples and were willing to devote more energy to some outstanding disciples.
"Well, these five kinds of elixirs are all fifth-grade elixirs, and they are of the highest quality."
"That's right. Its medicinal properties are two or three levels higher than those of ordinary fifth-grade elixirs. It can be said to be a pseudo-fourth-grade elixir."
"To be able to achieve this level with those low-level materials, even if we do it ourselves, it will not be more than this. This disciple has a talent for alchemy."
"I think this disciple should get full marks in this alchemy competition. What do you think?"
“Second!”
All ten judges nodded slightly, their faces full of appreciation. They were very picky, and it was indeed not easy for Bai Donglin to receive unanimous evaluation.
"But speaking of which, why are the five kinds of elixirs refined by this disciple all highly toxic?"
A master alchemist asked with a puzzled look, and the others looked at Shang Zhong curiously. Although the competition rules did not restrict the types and effects of alchemy, it was still a bit strange that all of these disciples made poison pills.
"Ahem, you don't understand this, right? There are hundreds of materials with different medicinal properties, most of which are positive. This disciple can reverse the medicinal properties through the mutual restraint of the medicinal materials. Isn't this a kind of confidence? He is showing off his rich knowledge of pharmacology!"
Shang Zhong looked a little unnatural. He coughed twice and forced an explanation. Everyone was suddenly enlightened when they heard what he said. He was indeed still a young man!
It is reasonable for young people to be competitive and want to show off their skills. After all, they were young and energetic once.
Shang Zhong didn't dare to say more, for fear of exposing his true identity. He put Bai Donglin's pill back into the jade bottle and manipulated the formation to return the pill to the bluestone table.
Bai Donglin put the pills on the bluestone table into his bracelet. If it wasn't inconvenient here, he would have wanted to try the effect of the poison pills. In order to make them easier to swallow, he specially refined the poison pills to have a strong fragrance. If it were some cultivators who didn't understand this, they would definitely not be able to tell that they were poison pills.
Soon the first round of the medicine competition ended. The top five thousand disciples automatically advanced. Light gates automatically appeared in front of the many eliminated disciples. As they were not as skilled as others, they could only leave dejectedly.
The huge square suddenly became much emptier. The remaining 5,000 disciples were all beaming with joy and confidence. Although they only advanced to the first round of the competition, wasn't this a step closer to a place? Bai Donglin looked calmly at the medicinal materials that were constantly being transmitted from the bluestone table in front of him. This time, the alchemy materials were much more advanced. After a moment, more than 200 kinds of medicinal materials were transmitted.
"In the second round of the alchemy competition, you are required to refine at least two kinds of elixirs."
"The first five hundred disciples will advance to the final round of competition. The rest of the rules remain unchanged. The time limit is three hours. The competition begins!"
Bai Donglin did the same thing as before, clearing out all the herbs in front of him and putting them all into the Meteorite Cauldron, stewing them all.
An hour later, three fourth-grade elixirs were produced and also received unanimous praise from the ten judges, advancing with full marks.
The remaining five hundred disciples continued to compete for one hundred places.
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The endless arena.
Tens of thousands of bronze arenas were superimposed in different time and space, and extremely brutal fights were staged continuously.
In the void outside the bronze arena, there stood thousands of judges, all wearing bronze masks. Countless images flashed in the depths of their eyes, allowing them to take in all the battles on the arena.
"Master Minkong, the fighting has reached the seventh round. There are three more rounds and the result will be known."
Mingkong sat upright on the stands, his eyes calmly gazing down. After listening to the reports of the two judges behind him, he nodded slightly, then retracted his gaze and said:
"The twelve judges of the Wujian Sect have just finished participating in the 'Extreme Council'. The broken world captured this time is very special, so this batch of disciples entering is very important. We need to strictly control the fighting and make sure to select the best disciples."
"The Lord Judge has already cast his eyes on this matter. There must not be any mistakes!"
The two people standing behind him were immediately shocked upon hearing this, and their expressions became even more respectful and solemn. They seemed to be able to feel a pair of indifferent eyes above the infinite void watching the entire Wuxian Arena. They bowed deeply and said in a concentrated voice: "I obey your command!"
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In the Jiasijiu Secret Realm, in another huge square, this is the venue for competing in comprehension ability.
Unlike the alchemy venue where Bai Donglin was, a huge black stone tablet stood in this square.
There are no words on the stone tablet, only messy lines. These messy lines are extremely complicated, strange and mysterious.
In addition to the lines, there are some broken traces, knife marks, sword marks, fist and palm prints, etc. These traces are full of inexplicable artistic conception, which makes people unable to help but indulge their consciousness in them.
The pitch-black stone tablet continuously emitted waves, and these strange waves filled the entire square.
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Tens of thousands of disciples were sitting cross-legged in the square, all with their eyes closed, using their minds to sense the various fluctuations on the black stone tablet.
Shen Wuque, whose hair was half black and half white, was also in the square. For disciples like them who had just broken through to the realm of supernatural powers, if they participated in the martial arts competition, they would definitely be giving points to others. If they wanted to get a place, they had to find another way.
Shen Wuque was still very confident in his own understanding. Countless mysterious characters were spinning endlessly in the sea of consciousness, and Shen Wuque's soul was sitting cross-legged in the center of the character tornado.
From time to time, a shining character would break away from the tornado and merge into Shen Wuque's soul, and a sense of enlightenment began to emerge in his heart.
Competitions were being carried out intensely in many competition venues in the Jiasijiu Secret Realm. Disciples were constantly being eliminated, and dark horses emerged and advanced from time to time.
In order to compete for the precious quota, except for a certain disciple named Bai who was just doing nothing, the others used all their means. There was no need to hide now. The opportunity was right in front of them. If they didn't fight for it now, when would they fight for it? ...
In the deepest part of the endless dimension of the Jidao Holy Sect, a huge metal sphere as big as a star is floating up and down in the dimensional space.
The metal sphere is covered with "fluff" and looks like a ball of hair from a distance.
This gigantic ball of metal hair is the "Universe Transmission Department" of the Jidao Holy Sect. The "hairs" covering the metal ball are all metal cylinders with a radius of tens of thousands of feet and an unknown length. They are covered with mysterious inscriptions, like signal receivers, deeply inserted into the dimensional space.
Deep in the core of the metal star, in the vast space, a large number of people are running endlessly, countless formations, ancient machines, and spiritual magic weapons are operating automatically, creating an orderly and busy scene.
A middle-aged man walked into the control center of the Universal Transmission Department with a solemn expression, saluted respectfully to the white-haired young man sitting on the command platform, and then took out a golden decree and said:
"Greetings, Mr. Deputy Director! The Holy Sect has issued a decree, ordering our company to fully activate the 'cross-border core' and bring the above disciples back!"
"The two immortal artifacts, Yuta and Cangqiong Wanjiezhu, will fully cooperate with our company to complete this mission!"
The white-haired young man on the command platform had a slightly moving expression. He raised his hand to take the decree into his hand, and his eyes quickly scanned the numerous names and the coordinates of the areas they belonged to. At the end of the decree, there was also the imprint of the will of the "Extreme Council" and his chief.
"Huh! Such a big move?"
"My dear director, where the hell have you been? You throw all these crap at me. Fine, I'll resign after I finish this job!"
The middle-aged man below lowered his head and stared at the ground, as if he heard nothing.
After the white-haired young man finished speaking, he slammed the edict hard on the podium under his butt. The edict instantly turned into specks of golden light and merged into the bronze podium covered with inscriptions. The mysterious patterns on it shone with light and slowly moved, all coming to life.
At the same time, the white-haired young man transmitted a thought through the command platform to the entire "Cross-Border Core": "Young men, move!"
"Take those brats home!"
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