The two treasure appraisers from Lingxiao Pavilion exchanged a glance, having already made up their minds, and said in unison:
"Based on the pills made by the two alchemists, the winner of this alchemy competition is Long Yi!"
Duan Wensheng had already proudly raised his right hand above his head, ready to accept the cheers and applause from the guests, when he suddenly realized that the winner just announced by the treasure appraiser was not him, but Long Yi!
He was furious and said, "What's wrong with you two? You can't even pronounce my name wrong. My name is Duan Wensheng, and his is Long Yi. Hurry and say it again."
The two treasure appraisers rolled their eyes. How dare you compare your shabby Vein Protecting Pill with someone else's Nine-Patterned Spirit Purifying Pill? It's a compliment to compete with you on the same stage.
However, out of professionalism, the treasure appraiser still said politely: "Mr. Duan, we just read it correctly. The winner is indeed Mr. Long."
"What?" Duan Wensheng widened his eyes, looking furious.
"Open your dog eyes and take a good look. I am an alchemist in the Xuan realm. How could a worthless wretch like Long Yi possibly defeat me?
I see, you must have reached some kind of deal, otherwise how could you tamper with the results of the game?"
Facing Duan Wensheng's aggressive words, the two treasure appraisers' polite faces instantly turned gloomy, and they said in a cold voice:
"Mr. Duan, losing the competition and losing face is not a wise choice. If you are still not convinced, take a look at the elixir refined by Mr. Long."
Duan Wensheng took the glass bottle handed to him by the treasure appraiser, and inside it lay nine top-quality Nine-Patterned Qingling Pills!
Each one looked round and smooth, flawless. Because they were freshly refined, the pills were filled with rich spiritual energy, even forming milky white steam, which turned into liquid and hung on the glass wall.
"Nine...Nine-Patterned Spirit Purifying Pills? This is absolutely impossible. Even my master couldn't refine it. How could this kid possibly refine nine at once?
Mr. Long, this must be the elixir you prepared in advance to try to get away with it. I absolutely refuse to acknowledge such cheating!"
Seeing that the other party wanted to play rogue, a sneer appeared on Long Yi's face.
When he was refining the elixir, not only were there two treasure appraisers supervising him, but even the guests below could see it clearly.
Long Yi stepped forward and said, "Everyone, he said that I prepared this pill in advance. You witnessed the whole process with your own eyes. By the way, I plan to sell three Nine-Patterned Qingling Pills. You can consider them as my collection for auction."
When they heard that Long Yi was going to sell three, the audience instantly became excited.
"Master Long, I sat in the front row and witnessed the entire process of your alchemy. There is absolutely no fraud! And I am willing to pay 150 million for one."
"I also support Master Long. I'll pay 180 million for one."
"Two hundred million!"
If the security personnel on the scene had not stopped them, the VIPs present would have even been about to fight for a Nine-Patterned Qingling Pill.
Duan Wensheng clenched his fists, his eyes full of unwillingness. Now even the alchemy skills that he had always been proud of were far inferior to Long Yi's. He was simply nailed to the pillar of shame.
Long Yi smiled and said, "Master Duan, if you still don't believe it, we can check the surveillance."
Duan Wensheng did not respond, but instead cast an inquiring gaze at the three younger brothers off the court.
The younger brother nodded helplessly, proving that Long Yi did not cheat, and the nine Nine-Pattern Qingling Pills were all refined by him on the spot.
Duan Wensheng's last bit of hope was shattered, and he collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his soul, his eyes empty and lifeless.
Long Yi laughed in his heart. It was you who vowed to make a bet with me, but now after the competition, you are doing this useless thing again.
"Are you guys from the Alchemy Association so spineless? You're so dejected after losing a match. Hurry up and cash in your bets."
Duan Wensheng stood up like a zombie and said dully, "I'll exchange the bet for you tomorrow. After all, it's 100,000 taels of gold, a full five tons. Give me some time to exchange it."
Long Yi naturally knew what he was planning. For this kind of scoundrel, if he agreed to redeem the bet tomorrow, the 100,000 taels of gold would definitely disappear.
He said coldly, "One hundred thousand taels of gold is equivalent to two hundred million. You can transfer the money directly to my account, or you can pay by credit card."
Long Yi quickly took out a pose machine from the storage space and pushed it in front of Duan Wensheng, and the latter's face turned an ugly liver color.
"I said I'd give it to you tomorrow. How could I, the great Alchemy Association, lie to you?"
Duan Wensheng had just finished speaking when someone patted his neck, frightening him so much that he shuddered all over.
Ling Lei sneered, "Master Duan, don't you know the rules of my Lingxiao Pavilion? No credit is allowed in all transactions. You must pay your bet to Brother Long today!"
Duan Wensheng felt Ling Lei's sharp gaze and his heart suddenly turned cold. Due to the pressure, he could only take out a bank card and swipe it on the pose machine.
"Ding ding ding, your balance is insufficient, please try again." The pose machine emitted a cold mechanical female voice.
Long Yi sneered, "Master Duan, I didn't expect that a master of alchemy like you would be so short of money?"
Duan Wensheng's face flushed instantly, and he said stubbornly, "Please set a smaller amount, and I'll pay by card."
He maxed out four cards in a row before he could spend 200 million.
Long Yi looked at the bank card payment message on his phone and said jokingly, "Master Duan, there are not many people like you who are taken advantage of nowadays. I hope you can come to me in time when I need money in the future."
Duan Wensheng was so angry that his eyes turned red and bloodshot, and he wished he could tear Long Yi in half right away.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the three men hurried to Duan Wensheng and said, "Master Duan, the current situation is not favorable to us. Let's go first."
As Duan Wensheng turned and left, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes, and a vicious plan took shape in his mind.
"Call headquarters and ask Hongmeng Protector to come over immediately. Not only will I make this kid vomit up everything he ate, I'll also turn him into a pile of bones in the mountains. This is the fate of offending my Alchemy Association!"
After Duan Wensheng left, Long Yi was surrounded by guests who wanted to ask for medicine.
"Master Long, please sell me one of these Nine-Patterned Spirit Purification Pills. I'm willing to pay 200 million!"
"As long as you can sell it to me, the price is negotiable!"
Long Yi said, "Everyone, please don't rush. I plan to put three Nine-Patterned Qingling Pills up for auction. The highest bidder will win."
After several rounds of bidding, the three Qingling Pills were sold at a sky-high price of 900 million!
Long Yi secretly clicked his tongue. This was simply a highly profitable business. The raw materials only added up to 10 million, but he didn't expect that after refining the pills, they would be sold for 900 million. It seemed that he had underestimated the value of the alchemist before.
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