179: 170 conflicts 179: 170 conflicts “Third-tier alchemy recipe?”
Upon hearing Mo Wangchen’s words, Zhang Feng’s face first froze for a mont, then he inwardly smiled bitterly.
He was not lacking in third-tier alchemy recipes; in fact, he had several kinds.
What he needed now was rely to refine his Alchemy Dao skills.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect; only through multiple attempts at alchemy would he have a hope of success.
He did not believe that any alchemy recipe given by Mo Wangchen could be of any help to him.
If he wanted to pass the assessnt, he needed to successfully craft three different third-tier pills.
Currently, Zhang Feng was confident about crafting only one.
For the other two, his success rate was less than twenty percent.
Furthermore, he had already tried those recipes many tis and mastered many techniques.
If he attempted a different recipe from Mo Wangchen now, it would be impossible for him to master it before the assessnt.
Therefore, Zhang Feng did not feel grateful for Mo Wangchen’s offer of an alchemy recipe.
On the contrary, he vaguely suspected whether the latter had malicious intentions to obstruct his passing of the assessnt.
After all, people have a tendency to compare themselves with others and may begrudge others’ success…
Mo Wangchen was evidently unaware of Zhang Feng’s thoughts.
After Zhang Feng left, he returned to his room and began writing down several third-tier alchemy recipes he rembered.
Worried that Zhang Feng lacked the skill, Mo Wangchen wrote the alchemy recipes in great detail, making all interpretations clear.
It did not take much ti to write the recipes.
About an hour later, Mo Wangchen finished writing two third-tier recipes and casually set them aside.
Seated cross-legged on his bed, he held the Nine Aperture Spirit Pill given to him by Elder Ling when he left Yun Country.
Mo Wangchen muttered to himself, “Although this pill is only of low grade, it was, after all, Elder Ling’s first successful refinent.
Who knows to what extent it might enhance my perception…”
With that, Mo Wangchen felt an itch to try it.
He popped the Nine Aperture Spirit Pill into his mouth, closed his eyes, and entered a ditative state.
As the pill entered his mouth, its refined energy gradually spread within, transforming into streams of warm airflow circulating through his body, filling him with a sense of extre comfort.
Boom!
Ti seed to pass unnoticed, and by now, sweat covered Mo Wangchen’s forehead as he abruptly opened his eyes with an astonishing gleam flashing by.
A powerful aura emanated, enveloping the entire room.
Boom!
Boom!
Again and again, the dull explosive sounds echoed.
Each ti it resonated, Mo Wangchen’s body trembled as if about to burst.
Gritting his teeth, Mo Wangchen endured the turbulent energy roiling in him, his clothes soaked in sweat and his back icy cold.
“Hoo!”
Finally, as the tumultuous energy gradually cald, he released a long sigh of relief.
“Fifth-tier…”
The Nine Aperture Spirit Pill had elevated Mo Wangchen’s perception from the peak of the third-tier to the complete fifth-tier level!
The fifth-tier perception ant that, for Mo Wangchen, refining fourth-tier pills was no longer a challenge.
He even had a reasonable chance of succeeding with fifth-tier pills!
“Not only did my perception improve qualitatively, but the Nine Aperture Spirit Pill also significantly boosted my cultivation.
I am now at the peak of the fourth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Perhaps shortly, I will break through to the fifth level!”
Saying this, Mo Wangchen got up from his bed, opened the door, and walked outside, noticing that it was now entirely dark.
“Why has it taken so long?”
Upon reaching the chores room, he found it empty.
Frowning slightly, Mo Wangchen wondered why Zhang Feng hadn’t returned from rely fetching so dicinal materials.
Out of curiosity, he left the courtyard.
Earlier in the day, he had learned the layout of the Pill Sect from Gu Yun and thus headed towards the dicinal Materials Hall.
The Pill Sect at night was noticeably livelier than during the day.
In the dayti, most disciples were focused on Alchemy Dao; they only ca out to move around at night.
Before long, Mo Wangchen arrived at a plaza.
Looking around, he noticed many ancient, tiworn halls surrounding it, evidently having stood the test of ti.
“The dicinal Materials Hall should be here…”
While murmuring this observation, Mo Wangchen glanced around and soon noticed sothing unusual.
“What is going on?”
Not far ahead, a group of disciples had gathered, and it seed so sort of conflict had occurred among them.
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly; could it be Zhang Feng?
Driven by curiosity, he squeezed through the crowd.
As he expected, inside the circle, Zhang Feng stood with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Opposite him was a young man about his age.
This young man was nad Liu Ye, like Zhang Feng, with the status of a second-tier alchemist, and rely a servant disciple within the Pill Sect.
From the scene, it was evident that Zhang Feng and Liu Ye had just exchanged blows.
However, Liu Ye’s strength seed superior to Zhang Feng’s.
As Zhang Feng spat blood, Liu Ye remained unscathed, looking at Zhang Feng with disdain.
“Hey!
Liu Ye and Zhang Feng are quite renowned among the servant disciples.
But a few months ago, Senior Brother Jiang Yuan was promoted to a fourth-tier alchemist and needed a new servant disciple.
As it happened, Liu Ye and Zhang Feng were both suitable candidates, leading to nurous clashes between them for the position…”
“In the end, Liu Ye won.
Senior Brother Jiang Yuan is a fourth-tier alchemist, so Liu Ye’s status naturally rose as he beca Jiang Yuan’s servant disciple.
Recently, he’s been quite full of himself.
Upon encountering his old rival Zhang Feng just now, an argunt ensued, escalating into a brawl.”
“I rember that Zhang Feng’s abilities were comparable to Liu Ye’s before.
Yet now, Zhang Feng has clearly fallen behind, constantly being suppressed.
It appears Liu Ye has gained considerable benefits while following Senior Brother Jiang Yuan…”
Amidst the discussions of those around, Zhang Feng clutched his chest with a hand, still bleeding from his mouth, clearly suffering internal injuries from the recent battle.
Liu Ye, on the other hand, wore a cold smirk as he regarded Zhang Feng, “A defeated opponent remains a defeated opponent.
Zhang Feng, you might have barely counted as a rival before, but now, the gap between us isn’t small.
I advise you to avoid in the future, or you’ll regret it.”
“Don’t celebrate too soon.
When I pass this assessnt and get promoted…”
Zhang Feng’s face was stern, filled with unwillingness.
“Promoted to Inheritance Disciple?”
Liu Ye sneered with disdain, “So what?
I, too, have absolute confidence in passing this assessnt and becoming an Inheritance Disciple.
Besides, in these months, I’ve beco close with Senior Brother Jiang Yuan, a fourth-tier alchemist.
With his backing, what can you use to compete with ?”
Pausing montarily, Liu Ye looked down at Zhang Feng, “I heard a new Inheritance Disciple joined the sect today, but it seems he’s just a third-tier Pill Master and you’ve been assigned as his servant disciple?”
“Don’t even ntion yourself.
If I succeed in this assessnt, the person behind you might not even be qualified to shine my shoes!”
Slap!
Filled with disdain, Liu Ye’s words had just ended when suddenly, a figure swiftly appeared before him, landing a fierce slap across his face before he could react.
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