"You can also refine?"
Upon hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, Shi Jie’s face instinctively froze montarily, then he quickly resud his sneer, looking at Mo Wangchen with disdain, "Young people truly don’t know the imnsity of heaven and earth. Don’t think that just because you have so talent, you can make such grandiose statents here."
"Moreover, alchemy is different from martial arts cultivation. Showing off in front of this old man is truly aningless."
"Did I ever say that I can’t perform alchemy?" Mo Wangchen looked at him and spoke calmly.
This statent caused Saintess Yunxi’s face to show great surprise, and she couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Mo, do you also have research in the Alchemy Dao?"
In the Chaotic God Tomb, he had already witnessed Mo Wangchen’s talent in the Array Path, able to unravel formations laid down by an ancient Array Path Master, and in the Sword Dao, he had comprehended the Sword Intent, which every sword cultivator dreams of achieving.
Not long ago, in Yanshen City, he had defeated Jian Yi, the leader of the Seven Heavenly Martial Swordsn, with his sword.
Now he says he is also involved in the Alchemy Dao.
Isn’t this a bit too defiant of the natural order?
Alchemy Dao, Sword Dao, Array Path...
One person mastering three different paths.
It’s not just Saintess Yunxi and others who don’t believe it. If these words were to spread across the Eastern Desolate, I fear no one would be willing to believe it.
Yet, for so reason, upon hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, Saintess Yunxi felt a vague sense that things were not so simple.
The young man before her was too mysterious, with endless secrets seemingly hidden within him. Perhaps he truly possessed high Alchemy Dao skill!
"Naturally."
Under the puzzled gazes of Saintess Yunxi and others, Mo Wangchen nodded and then continued, "Although I dare not say my Alchemy Dao is the first in the Ten Thousand Realms, compared to the Holy Master here, it shouldn’t be much worse."
"Absolutely arrogant! Ridiculous!"
Just as his voice fell, Shi Jie couldn’t help but sneer again, looking at Mo Wangchen with great disdain, "Young man, truly ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. I am one of the three Holy Masters of the Eastern Desolate, having stepped into the Holy Rank Eighth Grade eight hundred years ago. If you’ve truly been in contact with the Alchemy Dao, you should know what Holy Rank Eighth Grade represents in today’s Eastern Desolate, and even the world’s four Great Desolate Domains."
In Shi Jie’s eyes, even if Mo Wangchen had so achievents in the Alchemy Dao, how high could the skill of such a young man be?
In the current Eastern Desolate, apart from himself and the two other Holy Masters, no fourth alchemist could be found at the Holy Rank Eighth Grade.
As for the Seventh Grade, there are only one or two, many at the Sixth Grade, but breaking through to a higher grade without a thousand years of exploration is simply impossible.
There are naturally many young people like Mo Wangchen in the Alchemy Dao Realm, but if Shi Jie rembers correctly, the most talented in the Alchemy Dao in the current Eastern Desolate seems to have only reached the Holy Rank Fourth Grade.
And yet here is Mo Wangchen daring to claim that his skill is not much worse than his own?
In Shi Jie’s view, this is nothing but a colossal joke!
"The reason I sought out Little Friend Mo today is actually due to the Desolate Stone. My Yunxi might be a Sacred Land, but the Desolate Stones we have are not many. Five million is possible, but today the Holy Master requires a large amount of precious dicinal herbs for alchemy for the Supre Elder. So of these herbs are worth millions of Desolate Stones, and since we don’t have them, we can only purchase them externally, so I wanted to inform Little Friend Mo if you could receive the five million Desolate Stones a bit later..."
Saint Master Yunxi smiled wryly, explaining why Mo Wangchen was summoned today.
Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen nodded, "Since Saint Master has spoken, how could I be unreasonable? A delay would be no bother."
After saying this, he glanced at Shi Jie, then turned back to Saint Master Yunxi, "If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave."
"Wait!"
But just as Mo Wangchen was about to turn and leave, Shi Jie imdiately spoke to stop him, "You have publicly claid that your skill is not beneath mine. Since the words have been spoken, they are like water spilled that can’t be retrieved. Before you leave, shouldn’t you be responsible for your words?"
"What do you want?" Mo Wangchen looked at him and asked calmly.
"Very simple, unless you refine a Pill of Holy Rank Eighth Grade in front of to prove your skill, otherwise, you should apologize to and take responsibility for your arrogant words." Shi Jie snorted coldly.
He really wanted to slap Mo Wangchen to death, but in front of Saint Master Yunxi, he ultimately restrained his anger.
Moreover, with his status and position, it would be quite beneath him to take such action against a younger generation mber.
However, Mo Wangchen had offended him. Unless he could prove his skill, a verbal apology was absolutely necessary.
After all, if he, a dignified Holy Master, were to let himself be offended by a junior without doing anything, how would he be able to hold his face when this is told to others?
"Let’s not bother with alchemy. I don’t have the patience for these things. Here’s a suggestion: the Supre Elder has been suffering from a chronic illness for years. If Saint Master would trust , perhaps you could take to see him. With my Alchemy Dao skill, I might know of so Pill that could cure him." Mo Wangchen offered.
The alchemy process is energy-consuming, especially for high-grade Pills such as Holy Rank Eighth Grade. It’s not only complex but also ti-consuming, and Mo Wangchen was eager to cultivate. Clearly, he didn’t want to waste too much ti on alchemy.
"This..."
Saint Master Yunxi was stunned for a mont, then glanced at Shi Jie before nodding, "Very well. Little Friend, follow ."
With that, she took the lead, guiding Mo Wangchen and the others along the back of the grand hall. During this, Saintess Yunxi walked beside Mo Wangchen, frequently casting strange glances in his direction.
"Is there a flower on my face?" Mo Wangchen smiled wryly, finally unable to resist speaking.
Saintess Yunxi was montarily taken aback, then said incredulously, "Are you really going to inspect the Supre Elder’s condition with your Alchemy Dao skill?"
"Is there a problem?" Mo Wangchen asked, puzzled.
"The Supre Elder has been afflicted with a chronic ailnt for years. All three Holy Masters have examined him, and only Shi Jie Saint Master offers a sliver of hope for a cure. How can you confidently claim you have a solution?"
"I already said that while the Holy Rank Eighth Grade skill is indeed significant, it’s not much to . If Shi Jie could find a way, why couldn’t I?" Mo Wangchen calmly replied.
Saintess Yunxi was speechless. The way he dismissed Holy Rank Eighth Grade as nothing was astonishingly audacious.
Could it be that he possesses the skill of a Holy Rank Ninth Grade?
If this were said, not only would she not believe it, but the entire Eastern Desolate would be hard-pressed to believe it too.
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