Chapter 35: The Battle Goes Wild
The elders of Danzong invite you!
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar among the alchemy practitioners.
Many envious and jealous eyes were cast towards Yue Ji. This kid was so lucky that he caught the favor of the elders of Dan Sect with just a small Soul-Condensing Pill.
You should know that the elder of Danzong is a great master of alchemy who has been immersed in alchemy for hundreds of years. He will not come out easily. Even for the alchemy conference held every few years, he only comes for formalities. It has never been heard that any contestant was personally invited by him to talk - what an honor it is!
Qi Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, what is coming has finally come.
He showed a hint of surprise at the right moment, gently broke away from Yue Ji's entangled hands, and whispered, "Go."
Yue Ji was pushed two steps away by him, lowered his eyebrows, glanced at the boy and asked: "Who is your elder?"
"The elder's surname is Wen."
The boy kept smiling and answered with great confidence.
When the alchemists heard the word "wen", they were surprised at first, and then looked at each other.
Among the famous alchemy practitioners today, there doesn't seem to be any great one with the surname Wen, except for the fairy Miao Zheng.
Wait, Fairy Miao Zheng’s surname is Wen, and that elder’s surname is also Wen. Could he be the... elder of the Wen family, the number one alchemist hundreds of years ago!
Thinking of this, more people stared at Yue Ji in shock, their eyes a little red, wondering why he was so lucky.
How could Elder Wen fall for such a young boy!
Yue Ji glanced sideways at Miao Zheng, who had an indifferent expression on her face, and was not at all surprised that Yue Ji was chosen.
Seeing this, the young man raised his eyebrows and had an idea in mind.
"Go." Qi Qing urged him again.
Yue Ji turned around and looked straight into Qi Qing's eyes: "Master really wants me to go?"
Qi Qing smiled and said in a natural tone: "It would be great to broaden your horizons."
Yue Ji lowered his eyes slightly, and did not immediately answer the boy and his words, as if he was thinking. Qi Qing was afraid that he would come up with something, so he coaxed him in a low voice: "It's just to meet someone, why are you so nervous? The master is waiting for you to come back here, go quickly."
Yue Ji no longer hesitated, and changed his hand to the one that was not stained with medicine, and gently pulled Qi Qing's sleeve.
"I'll be back soon."
The young man followed the boys up to the second floor. Qi Qing looked up until the young man's figure disappeared at the end of the stairs and could no longer be seen. Then he turned around and quietly disappeared into the crowd.
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Second floor.
The moment Yue Ji stepped into the VIP room, a powerful pressure swept over him like a tide, causing his breathing to stagnate.
"Yue, Ji?"
An old voice sounded, like thunder striking in his ears, shaking the young man's soul and making him freeze in place for an instant, unable to move.
His pupils suddenly shrank, a chill rose behind him, and he suddenly took a defensive posture.
But the expected murderous intention did not come as expected.
Behind a screen painted with flowers and birds, a blurry figure stood quietly, speaking in an indifferent tone with a hint of inquiry.
"I have tasted your elixir and it is indeed a young talent. However, one of the ingredients seems to be uncommon. Could you please introduce it to me?"
Even though the atmosphere was tense and Yue Ji's hair was about to explode, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he was talking normally: "Which one?"
A bright red pill penetrated the screen and slowly floated in front of him.
"Blood."
Yue Ji's eyes turned cold. He did not take his own pill, but asked, "Using blood as medicine, isn't that what the senior wanted to test me on?"
In the room, another completely different voice said playfully: "It's really smart. I like smart people."
The old man seemed to glance at the man, his tone still cold: "In this case, let's speak frankly."
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard.
Before Yue Ji had time to think, the old man had already walked around the screen and appeared in front of him.
He was a monk with an extremely old face, and his aura was intimidating without him even showing anger. When he appeared, the sense of oppression was even greater than before.
Cold sweat oozed from Yue Ji's palms. The sense of crisis coiled around him like a poisonous snake, clamoring for him to escape, but he did not move a step. Instead, he looked at the old man calmly.
After a few breaths, the old man nodded slightly, acknowledging his courage.
The pill flew back and fell into the hands of the old man. He played with it for a few times and said coldly, "...Mirage bloodline, long time no see."
Hearing these four words, the young man's eyes flashed with gold, his spiritual power surged, and a long sword instantly appeared in his hand: "Who are you!"
His sword intent was fierce and urgent, but the old man turned aside and took it lightly, his attitude still indifferent: "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that the Mirage Clan was an accomplice of the tiger. I thought they had been wiped out, but I didn't expect there are still remnants?"
His old eyes sharpened, and he suddenly laughed softly, with sarcasm in his laughter: "Since you are extremely talented, you should follow me back to Danzong. I will announce to the public that I have accepted you as my disciple and keep your identity as a member of the Mirage Clan secret for you."
"And then execute me in secret?"
Yue Ji sneered, drew back his sword, and stabbed out again like a ghost, "What qualifications do you have to decide my life or death?"
"Just based on your bloodline."
The old man's face was icy, and he ruled without allowing any objection: "It is useless to object. Today, I will take you away."
…
Qi Qing took a few steps outside the field. His steps became heavier and heavier, and he walked slowly and listlessly, looking very listless.
He knew in his heart that Yue Ji would most likely never come back.
Even if this child still cares about me in his heart, how could the old monster let go of someone he has set his sights on so easily?
Rather than waiting for the dull pain of farewell, it would be better for him to leave first, at least he could retain some dignity.
Thinking of the boy's clear black and white eyes, Qi Qing suddenly stopped, closed his eyes, and felt reluctant.
All good things must come to an end.
Just think of it as him abandoning him. The young man sighed deeply, suppressed his emotions, and continued walking towards the exit.
"Sorry, the leader of the conference has not been decided yet, you can't leave yet."
The guard at the door stopped him.
Qi Qing tried to reason with him: "I didn't participate in the competition, I was just a spectator. Really, don't disbelieve me! People have urgent needs, can you please give me some help?"
The guard remained expressionless and said stiffly, "No."
Qi Qing was helpless and asked again: "How long do I have to wait? I'm trying to catch the last bus back to Middle-earth."
The guard replied in a serious tone: "We can only let you in after the judge upstairs has made the decision."
Qi Qing scratched his hair irritably, leaned against the wall next to him, and muttered in a low voice: "Okay, okay, it's my bad luck."
Yue Ji's trip would probably delay him for a long time. As the former master of the suspected ringleader, he might as well hide here for a while to avoid attracting attention.
However, before he was allowed to pass, an unexpected person arrived.
Miao Zheng took a quick look, walked straight through the crowd and came to him.
The fluttering white dress came into view. Qi Qing was slightly startled, then he raised his head and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Miao Zheng asked softly, "Are you leaving?"
Qi Qing responded without even looking at him.
"...I thought you wouldn't want to." Miao Zheng suddenly said something without any context.
Qi Qing knew what he was referring to and said with a smile, "What's wrong with that? Danzong is a holy place that many people dream of. I'm happy for him that he can go in."
Miao Zheng looked at him silently, as if judging whether he meant what he said.
Qi Qing didn't want him to notice, so he stood up and changed the subject: "Do you have a way to leave early?"
Miao Zheng asked calmly, "You don't want to say goodbye to him?"
"No." Qi Qing turned around and said calmly, "We will meet again in life. It's not like we won't see each other again in the future."
He reached out and knocked on the barrier, urging, "So do you have a way to get out? I'm in a hurry to get back to Middle-earth."
Miao Zheng glanced at him, raised her chin slightly to the guard, and ordered, "Open the door."
The guard didn't dare to disobey him and quickly took out the key to the barrier. Just as he was about to turn it, a roar suddenly erupted from the center of the field not far away.
"Failed? Why?"
Along with this roar, a strong spiritual power suddenly exploded, and the alchemy practitioners fell down like reeds.
When the spiritual power explosion reached Qi Qing, he immediately erected a spiritual power barrier and asked in surprise, "What's going on?"
The voice was still roaring angrily: "I don't believe it! This is all my hard work! I was almost able to make the elixir! Why did I fail?!"
"He's become obsessed."
As soon as Miao Zheng's cold voice reached her ears, her figure rose from the ground and flew towards that person.
The possessed alchemist had completely lost control, was squandering his spiritual power without any scruples, leaving the surroundings in ruins. Many alchemists of lower realms were affected, and screams could be heard one after another.
Miao Zheng couldn't control it by herself, so she turned around and shouted, "Come here and help me!"
Before he finished his words, an ice sword came flying through the air.
Qi Qing followed closely behind and quickly flew back to the center of the inner field.
The air that was originally warmed by the fire suddenly dropped, as if a layer of frost was covering the head, and a cold breath spread. The alchemists dodged one after another, watching a circle of ice barriers rise in the field, blocking their sight.
"My elixir--!"
Seeing the frost freezing the cauldron, the demonic alchemist shouted angrily: "Go away! I am the first place in the alchemy competition! How dare you do this to me!"
Qi Qing dodged his attack and shouted, "Wake up!"
He tapped his toes lightly, and before the other person could react, he suddenly used the momentum to pin him to the ground: "Can you please stop practicing? Look at the horrible state you are in now. You are so delirious that even I don't recognize you!"
The Demonic Pill Cultivator was stunned when he heard this and his movements slowed down a bit.
Miao Zheng seized the opportunity and quickly took out a pill. The pill instantly turned into water vapor and covered the man's face.
The cultivator who had entered the Demon Pill realm subconsciously tried to wipe it away, but accidentally inhaled it. He immediately felt unsteady on his feet and drowsy.
Miao Zheng landed lightly and stood beside Qi Qing, and asked in a male voice: "Do you know him?"
Qi Qing did not answer. Instead, he rubbed and tapped the acupoints all over the body of the Demon Dan Xiu, forcing him to completely absorb the moisture of the elixir into his body. Then he wiped his hands and stood up.
The ice barrier was removed, and the people around heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the Demonic Dan Xiu had been subdued. The guards also rushed over in time, tied up the Demonic Dan Xiu and took him away.
The pill took effect very quickly. When Dan Xiu was tied up and staggered, he was much more conscious. He squinted at Qi Qing and murmured, "Who... who are you? I can't remember... please, tell me..."
"You really don't remember me?" Qi Qing said in surprise: "Although we really don't know each other."
He waved his hand: "It's okay, carry it away."
Miao Zheng was silent for a moment, then said, "You really do like to talk nonsense."
Qi Qing followed the guard without looking back and laughed casually: "It's not against the law to tell a lie. I'm leaving and I won't see you again."
Miao Zheng stood there and watched him leave, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and said, "Be careful!"
A wisp of black air suddenly attacked Qi Qing's back.
Qi Qing was startled and thought to himself that something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around to block, a figure broke out from the window of the VIP room on the second floor!
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