Everyone waited for a few seconds, but Yan An did not come out with the alchemy furnace.
Jia Yuanyi asked impatiently, "Hey, where's your alchemy furnace?"
Yan An shook his head, "I don't have an alchemy furnace."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other and began to talk.
"No way? An alchemist doesn't even have an alchemy furnace."
"That's right, could it be fake?"
The heart of the Feng family head finally settled down. An alchemist without an alchemy furnace is like a person without limbs.
Mu Jin tilted his head and asked, "Son, your master doesn't have an alchemy furnace to make elixirs?"
"Don't worry, mother, my master can make pills without a furnace."
Seeing how confident he was, Mu Jin secretly clicked her tongue, "How strong must she be then?!" After muttering to herself, she looked at the hunched figure standing there.
Jia Yuanyi sneered, "You don't even have an alchemy furnace, just wait and see what I give you: five thousand spirit stones."
He regretted not raising the stakes.
"Then how about we refine a first-grade Xuanli Pill?"
"What? I'm a third-grade alchemist, and you want me to make a first-grade one?!"
"Why, fellow Daoist, you don't dare?"
"Oh, let's refine it." Jia Yuanyi took out all the medicinal materials for the first-grade Xuanli Pill. It only took him half an hour to refine this kind of pill.
At the same time, Yan An turned around and came to Lu Jingzhi in full view of everyone.
"Disciple, I don't have the ingredients for the Xuanli Pill. Please give me some."
Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard by most people.
"Hahaha..."
Except for the Lu family, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter. Not only was there no alchemy furnace, there was not even a first-grade medicinal ingredient.
The master and disciple ignored their ridicule. Lu Jingzhi took out a set of medicinal herbs from the ring and placed them in her hand.
Yan An took the herbs and returned to the competition venue, only to see that Jia Yuanyi had already thrown all the herbs in.
"Oh, you're going to lose."
Yan An slowly placed the herbs on the ground one by one, stretched out his right hand, and a stream of red mysterious energy absorbed all the herbs together.
Then, with a clench of his right hand, the medicinal materials were refined and fused at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then formed into a pill. The whole process took only a few seconds, and a top-grade Xuanli Pill floated in the air.
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For a moment, the hundreds of people in the audience were silent.
With a bang, Jia Yuanyi was stunned and failed to react for a moment, so he injected too much Xuan Qi, causing the furnace to explode.
But even when he exploded the furnace, no one looked at him, but at the old man with an immortal look.
"You lose."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar, and they wanted to kneel down in front of Yan An and worship her as their master.
Jia Yuanyi ignored the burns on his body, stood up convinced, and presented five thousand medium-grade spirit stones with both hands.
Yan An took it and put it into the jade pendant. When he turned to leave, Jia Yuanyi fell to his knees and asked, "Old sir, can you accept me as your disciple?"
Yan An glanced at the excited Lu Jingzhi and shook his head, "I don't accept disciples."
Jia Yuanyi looked disappointed and said, "Yes, old sir."
When the Lu family saw her coming, they hurried forward and said, "Old sir, you are so strong. Why don't you come to our Lu family as a guest? We would like to welcome you."
"Yes, we have prepared fine wine and barbecued meat for you to welcome you."
Faced with the Lu family's invitation, Yan An thought for a while and then nodded in agreement.
Lu Cheng shouted, "Okay, let's go back."
Looking at the backs of the Lu family members leaving, the head of the Feng family had a gloomy expression. He snorted coldly and left with a wave of his sleeves.
Yan An was invited to the Lu family's meeting room surrounded by people.
"Old sir, please take a seat." Lu Cheng respectfully escorted her to the main seat, which showed how highly she was treated.
Yan An shook his head and said, "I can just sit here."
As he spoke, he sat down on the first chair on the right, which was where the great elder usually sat.
"This..." Seeing that he was unwilling, Lu Cheng did not force him and sat in the first seat on the left.
"Old man, has my son caused you any trouble?"
Mu Jin agreed, "Yes, if he causes you trouble, you can punish him severely."
Lu Jingzhi, who was sitting in the corner, twitched his lips. [Punish me?]
The image of Yan An with a cold and arrogant face, wearing a short skirt and bare feet, rubbing her feet to punish him appeared in his mind.
He quickly shook his head, "I can't think about that. I'm not that kind of person."
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