Chapter 494 Attacking the Red Poisonous Mountain Ridge 3
At that moment, the alchemist couldn't help but praise, "Brother Sang, your disciple is truly remarkable."
The other alchemists hadn't thought of this yet, and they were all surprised when they heard this. Although they all knew that Sang Danhuang's beloved disciple was a seventh-level alchemy king who had made it onto the Sky Ranking and would definitely surpass his master, a top alchemist, in the future, he wasn't here now, so why were they suddenly praising him?
Could it be that young friend Zhong has been up to something lately?
The alchemists became curious and all released their spiritual senses to locate Zhong Cai.
And as they searched, they immediately noticed Zhong Cai's actions.
So, looking at Zhong Cai and then at Sang Yunchu, they couldn't help but smile.
"A good teacher produces outstanding students."
"Truly worthy of being Brother Sang's disciple."
"To refine fifty batches of pills simultaneously, and with such skill, the number of pills produced in the future will likely be considerable."
"Brother Sang, you already have fewer alchemy furnaces than young friend Zhong. Don't let the quality of your pills be inferior to yours!"
"Hahaha! Brother Sang is so lucky to have such a fine disciple! We are all extremely envious whenever we see young friend Zhong's alchemy skills improve so much!"
Sang Yunchu was originally focused on refining pills, but when he heard the alchemists chattering, he realized that his own disciple was probably refining pills at the same time and had been seen by these guys.
He chuckled softly and said, "Cai'er was already much more capable than me, and she will only become more capable in the future. You can only admire her!"
Such ostentatious displays are truly infuriating.
An eighth-level alchemist who was on good terms with Sang Yunchu jokingly scolded him a few times, but they were still refining pills and chatting while refining, and did not dwell on this topic for long.
However, every now and then, alchemists would still check on Zhong Cai's alchemy progress—mainly to see when he would produce the pills.
Let's also see what Zhong Cai's final result will be using this refining method.
Coincidentally, Sang Yunchu is refining a level six pill at the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the time it takes for him to produce the pill will be similar to that of Zhong Cai. At that time, we can really compare the results of the master and disciple.
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In the ancient city, Zhong Cai remained focused on alchemy.
He was quite powerful now, so he could naturally sense some souls spying on him. However, after sensing the source, he discovered that many of them were from the warship of the Pill Emperors, which made him raise an eyebrow.
Zhong Cai thought: My master must be praising me inside.
Then we need to refine the elixir even better!
As a result, Zhong Cai's fingers became more nimble, and her hand gestures became incredibly smooth.
This time, the quality of the elixirs is definitely not bad.
At least their grades will improve compared to before!
While refining pills, Zhong Cai also checked on his old man, Wu's, current condition.
Wu Shaogan's archery was unerring; he could even pierce through multiple heretical cultivators with a single arrow.
However, because the killings were done in a thin layer of miasma, the miasma would somewhat obscure the aura of the righteous cultivators. Therefore, he could not use the secret technique that released a large number of arrows. Although each arrow took away many evil lives, it was far less than the scene of slaughtering evil cultivators in the Hundred Forest Domain before.
Zhong Cai looked up and couldn't help but laugh.
But Lao Wu is still very handsome!
Then, while Zhong Cai was refining pills, he didn't forget to check on his old man Wu from time to time, and he would also spare some of his soul to observe the battle scenes in the Red Mist Mountain Range.
The battle between the forces of good and evil was extremely fierce.
In particular, the remains and souls left behind by the righteous after their deaths are all collected by the evil path in the fastest way, which makes it especially unbearable to watch.
But in the heat of battle, there's nothing you can do about it.
The only solution is for other righteous sects to quickly come and eliminate this evil sect, and seize all his possessions, to deal with them together after the battle is over—so that they can find a way to rebuild the physical bodies of their fellow disciples or other righteous sects.
As for what happened after the heretics were killed...
The righteous sects will also collect his corpse and soul.
Because if they don't accept it, it will become provisions for other evil paths in the next moment.
Those who practice unorthodox methods don't care about the materials they use when making these strange things.
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Within the Red Mist Mountains, blood and flesh flew everywhere, shouts of battle shook the heavens, countless swords flashed and shadows clashed, and countless energies collided and clashed.
The fighting had reached a fever pitch.
The cultivators on both sides of the conflict had not made much preparation before they had already exhausted all means to fight.
Unlike the usual friendly exchanges between righteous people, there would be some initial probing.
Now, whenever they encounter evil forces and want to kill them, they immediately use one of their most powerful methods to strike a fatal blow against them.
It's not that they were holding back; most cultivators used the fastest and most lethal moves against their enemies.
If you are even a fraction faster than your enemy, it will be the enemy who dies, not yourself.
In battle, no one cares about the level of the enemies around them. They can only rely on their own perception of danger to slaughter those of lower level, those of similar level, avoid those of higher level, and assist other comrades facing higher-level enemies.
Everyone was fighting so fiercely that they couldn't care less about anything else.
Every now and then, energy would sweep over those cultivators who were already exhausted from the battle, taking them away from the battlefield so that they could return to the flying artifacts within the protective circle to rest and recuperate.
This is a war, fought to eliminate evil and improve our own combat power... not simply to kill ourselves in a bloodthirsty frenzy.
Long before they even entered the Red Mist Mountain Range, many cultivators had already made countless preparations.
They knew the dangers were immense and that they might not survive, but—if they could live, they would do everything in their power to live on.
So far, the casualties among the righteous path have not been very high.
While the heretical path may have the advantage of geographical location and initially caused damage to many righteous paths, once the righteous cultivators quickly adapted, the heretical path could not gain much advantage.
Currently, the death toll on both sides is almost equal.
The balance of power in the real battle will tilt in which direction... well, it will actually lean towards the Temple of War.
Because the War God Temple has produced several Battle Kings or figures comparable to Battle Kings.
When they started slaughtering, their efficiency was countless times higher than that of ordinary disciples.
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Wu Shaogan goes without saying; he was originally the strongest among the Dou Wangs who had already made their moves within the sect.
Secondly, Wu Dongxiao and Xuan Bing both came.
Both of them made rapid progress in their strength. During the conscription period, one had already adapted to the new realm, while the other had worked hard to improve.
Although neither of them made the list, their strength was assessed within the Temple of War, and they should still be able to reach the lower level of the Fighting King.
Once they reach a higher level, it will be obvious that they will climb to even greater heights.
Now, each of them has taken over their own battlefield.
Supported by the two flying artifacts, Wu Dongxiao was in the east. Every time he swung the Black Dragon Halberd, he could unleash boiling black fire energy, leaving scorched earth in his wake, which was extremely terrifying. Xuan Bing, on the other hand, wielded the Xuanhuang Spear. Wherever the spear tip struck, large glaciers would form, freezing the evil path within. In an instant, the glaciers would collapse, and the evil path within would be reduced to dust!
Both of them were incredibly lethal.
Wu Shaogan was even more terrifying.
Although it's inconvenient to form a rain of arrows, his precise targets range from anyone of any realm to primarily kill those at the Spirit Transformation stage, and if it's convenient, he'll slaughter a few more at the Palace Construct stage.
He rarely wastes the opportunity to shoot arrows at other levels of evil paths—unless there is a righteous cultivator whose cultivation level is not high enough and who is in a life-or-death situation, in which case he shoots an arrow and saves the person's life.
As a result, too many of the spirits on the evil path died.
They were almost always killed the moment they showed their faces.
With ranged attacks, as long as the enemy is within sight, none of them will be able to escape once they are targeted!
So horrifying!
At the Spirit Transformation Realm, the area covered by one's soul power is approximately 100,000 hectares, making evil paths within this range extremely dangerous.
On the contrary, the righteous path suffered very little loss, at least at the Spirit Transformation level.
The righteous cultivators at the Spirit Transformation Realm also seized every opportunity to slaughter their enemies. The evil path in the Red Mist Mountain did not have a Dou Wang powerhouse as ridiculously strong as Wu Shaogan. Therefore, when they encountered cultivators of the same level from the righteous path, the battles between them were still bloody, and only a life-or-death struggle could determine the final outcome. As a result, not only did it take longer, but the chance to actually kill the other party was also very small.
Given Wu Shaogan's strength, and his status as a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator being the strongest among those currently participating in the battle, the fact that he has slaughtered so many evil Spirit Transformation Realm cultivators... naturally indicates that the righteous path has the upper hand.
Regardless of good or evil, everyone was startled when they saw these arrows, which seemed to be casually unleashed yet carried an undeniable power.
Many of the heretics among them tried every means to get close to the location of the arrow. Some of them were even "spies" from different forces, willing to expose their current opportunities in order to find Wu Shaogan's weakness and enter his ancient city.
As long as Wu Shaogan is still in the ancient city, even their Poison Toad Ancestor can't do anything to him.
However, all these unorthodox methods failed.
It's unclear how Wu Shaogan made his judgment, but anyone who got even a little close was swiftly killed... and what's even more astonishing is that not a single one of them made a mistake.
Amidst the continuous bursts and impacts of countless arrows, Wu Shaogan himself stood tall and imposing, like a deity, effortlessly vanquishing evil.
That's truly amazing!
Nowadays, Wu Dongxiao and Xuan Bing are naturally no match for Wu Shaogan.
However, Wu Dongxiao, the protagonist, lived up to his identity, becoming more and more courageous in every battle. When encountering a major scene, he would always be the most dangerous person in the vicinity... and then he would have no choice but to continue to become more and more courageous in battle.
Because you have to be brave!
If he wasn't brave, Wu Dongxiao would lose hands and feet in the grind of battle, and would still have to continue to be brave even with his crippled body.
That's outrageous.
Of course, Wu Dongxiao was already used to it.
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Time flies, and before we knew it, nearly an hour had passed.
During this period, the highest level achieved was still only the Spirit Transformation stage; the Palace Masters and the Nirvana Realm experts sent by other forces have not yet made a move.
Because any top-tier power that has reached level eight will want to save face to some extent.
They are not inclined to attack juniors whose cultivation level is much lower than theirs.
Moreover, there is a generally accepted rule in this regard: it is acceptable for cultivators who have reached the eighth level or above to fight against those of the same or lower level, but if it is someone they have always ignored... then they cannot be so lenient.
At Nirvana and above, it usually occurs after both the true and false Nirvanas have appeared.
It cannot be accomplished simply by entering the Red Mist Mountain Range on the first day.
For the evil path, it is still necessary to draw out the defensive magical artifacts of the righteous path's Nirvana before they can fight each other.
And the location of the battle...
They probably won't be like the righteous and evil cultivators on the battlefield today.
Because of the miasma inside the Red Miasma Mountains, the righteous sects did not allow themselves to fight at high altitudes—that would likely attract more miasma, which would be very bad for them.
Therefore, the battles between the good and evil forces mostly took place on the ground, with neither side taking to the air.
We'll have to wait a little longer before both sides make their move.
As for the battles between cultivators who have reached the Heavenly Realm...
The Poisonous Toad Ancestor will not be coming out now.
After all, he was the one who actively harmed others, and now he's being attacked at his doorstep. If he rushes to show up on the very first day, it would seem a bit beneath him.
Battles between the heavens and the earth often have to wait a while before they can take place.
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After some time, Zhong Cai's fingers moved so fast within the ancient city that it was dazzling, and with each of his movements, all the alchemy furnaces reacted with leaping flames.
The reactions were exactly the same, and they looked extremely neat.
However, it still surprised many cultivators.
Zhong Cai did not hesitate. Through various methods of refining, none of the pill furnaces were defective or produced any strange smells. This proved that his alchemy skills were "at the pinnacle" among those of the same level.
All the alchemy furnaces shook rapidly, and soon, countless crackling sounds came from inside.
This is precisely a sign that the elixir is reacting on its own.
Zhong Cai dared not be negligent, and his hand gestures became even more precise and careful.
Just kidding, this is the final stage. If he still fails, wouldn't he lose face?
Moreover, many alchemists also released their spiritual senses to investigate.
Since they were so curious, Zhong Cai was willing to satisfy their curiosity.
Before long, under Zhong Cai's control, all the furnaces stopped.
The strange fragrance was incredibly strong, permeating... well, not the entire ancient city, but at least within a certain radius, one could almost smell the fragrance.
Zhong Cai, on the other hand, is gradually adapting.
I can't take it anymore, it smells so good!
But I definitely need to take out the pills I refined myself and check them out as soon as possible.
Wu Shaogan seemed to sense something, turned around and looked over, a slight smile appearing on his face.
He took the opportunity to wave his hand.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful gust of wind swept in, instantly engulfing Zhong Cai, and in the next instant, all the surrounding fragrance of cinnamon vanished.
Zhong Cai simply sat there, her hair still flying in the wind... Now everything has calmed down.
—It was Old Wu who drove away the strange fragrance surrounding him and did his best to let the wind disperse it!
In Zhong Cai's opinion, the remaining fragrance was completely within her tolerance range. Not only did she not find the strange fragrance irritating to her eyes, but she also found it rather pleasant—in fact, this was the normal fragrance of herbs and herbs.
Wu Shaogan continued to draw his bow and shoot down the evil cultivators who had transformed into spirits, only occasionally pricking up his ears to listen to how much the cultivators outside the ancient city valued his Daoist partner A Cai's alchemy skills and how they praised him.
He really enjoyed listening to it.
Acai was the best in the world.
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At that moment, Zhong Cai gave Wu Shaogan a big smile.
Next, it's time to collect the elixir!
All the alchemy furnaces hummed as all the elixirs were refined.
Zhong Cai was busy sorting out the pills by himself, so he simply asked the ten people who were helping him to hurry over and take them out.
Many of his fellow disciples went.
Before long, all the pills were taken out and put into several small boxes that Zhong Cai had taken out.
The small box was empty, which was perfect for storing the pills.
As the disciples who had collected the pills gradually brought them over, they distributed them into different small boxes according to their different qualities...
The other disciples also showed expressions of shock!
Each batch of five-level pills yields six pills, for a total of fifty batches.
That's a full three hundred!
Indeed, there were exactly three hundred.
In other words, even under such conditions, Zhong Cai Zhong Danwang could refine so many pills at once and still get them all to be full-bodied!
That's incredible!
Other alchemists of similar skill level could hardly believe that there were so many!
That's impressive, truly impressive.
So... how is the quality?
At that moment, many alchemists examined the several boxes of pills.
And it was this close inspection that shocked them even more.
It turned out that only two of the four boxes that were taken out contained pills.
Among them, there were 72 top-grade pills and 228 high-grade pills!
Such quality!
That's terrifying!
Although this is only a level 5 herbal pill, the difficulty of refining herbal pills is not low!
Although they all knew that King Zhong Dan was very skilled at refining top-grade pills, it was still incredible that he could do so well with so many batches at once!
In an instant, countless eyes swept towards Zhong Cai.
What's even more interesting is that everyone noticed that even though they had expended so much energy and spirit to refine it, and the results were so outstanding, King Zhong Dan didn't seem to be proud at all.
It's as if achieving this level of skill is perfectly normal.
Even more remarkably, Zhong Danwang's complexion remained rosy.
This means that while refining, his profound energy was not yet exhausted, and he could continue to try!
As expected, Zhong Cai released a fire to scorch the alchemy furnace, quickly cleaning it before starting the next round of refining herbal elixirs.
The movements remained incredibly practiced.
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Inside an eighth-class warship.
Sang Yunchu also produced a pill.
Thirty batches of pills can produce a maximum of one hundred and eighty pills, and he indeed produced a full batch of pills.
In terms of the success rate of pill formation and the number of pills produced per batch, it is in no way inferior to that of his beloved disciple.
The other level eight alchemists couldn't help but look at the small boxes in front of him.
Similarly, only two small boxes contained pills: thirty-four top-grade level six pills and one hundred and forty-six high-grade level six pills.
That's an outstanding achievement!
However, he was slightly inferior to his disciples.
Many alchemists watched, and although they were prepared, they couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
It's really hard to describe this feeling.
How could Sang Yunchu accept such a good disciple?
Sang Yunchu was in a very good mood.
"Cai'er is indeed capable; I, as her master, can't compare."
He was overjoyed, and the smile on his face was impossible to suppress.
The other alchemists looked at each other, feeling both helpless and envious.
Yes, if it were their apprentices, they wouldn't be able to suppress their smiles either.
Another alchemist went to "check" on Zhong Cai's condition and couldn't help but say, "Brother Sang, that young friend Zhong didn't hesitate at all and went to refine pills again."
Sang Yunchu knew Zhong Cai's temperament, so she wasn't surprised by his words. Instead, she raised her delicate eyebrows and said softly, "Then I'll come along too."
Many alchemists laughed.
They have been refining pills all along, and now, like the master and apprentice pair, they are using the fastest speed at this level, hoping to refine pills quickly.
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Because alchemists of different levels take different amounts of time to refine pills, and considering the battlefield, ultimately the most needed pills are level five or six.
The alchemists were well aware of the situation. Although they kept joking about how amusing the master and apprentice's interactions were, they never stopped refining pills...
Under the leadership of the eighth-level Pill Emperor, everyone was assigned tasks.
Of all the eighth-level Pill Kings, only Sang Yunchu was able to rapidly produce sixth-level pills in large quantities.
All other seventh-level alchemists and eighth-level alchemists must devote all their efforts to refining pills of that level.
Even if a cultivator with a higher cultivation level refines a seventh or eighth-grade pill, it will still take a very long time.
It takes two days for a Nirvana Realm cultivator to refine a level seven pill, and it would take seven and a half days to refine a level eight pill!
They absolutely cannot afford to make mistakes, otherwise it would be a waste of even more time.
Therefore, the alchemists were roughly divided into groups.
After each batch of pills was refined, they took turns...
The battle has only been going on for an hour.
Sang Yunchu and Zhong Cai both reached their fastest speed.
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In the ancient city.
Ripples spread across the outer perimeter of the defenses.
It's like... someone is knocking on the door.
Zhong Cai noticed this and casually said, "Junior Brother Mo, would you please go and take a look? If they are not evil, you can bring them in."
A tall, thin young man stood up. In front of him was a box containing the medicinal herbs he had just finished processing—everyone else was processing them too, but he was the only one who had just finished.
It's just a convenient errand run.
Mo Kan went happily, eager to help Zhong Danwang, who had experience in various aspects.
Not long after, he returned with his men.
The man who arrived was slightly overweight, with a friendly face. When he looked at Zhong Cai, his eyes shone with a faint light.
No, upon closer inspection, he was staring at the boxes of pills, his eyes shining brightly.
The slightly overweight man did not hesitate at all. He quickly walked over and bowed to Zhong Cai, saying, "Please forgive me, King Zhong, but I have a favor to ask of you."
Zhong Cai glanced at him briefly, nodded, and asked, "What is it? Tell me."
The slightly overweight man bowed even more respectfully, his gaze fixed on the pills.
The objective is very clear.
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