"Angrily left the venue..."
Upon hearing the discussions from the crowd, Mo Wangchen was slightly taken aback.
So, the main reason Fang Han is not participating in this examination is actually because of him?
He shook his head with a bitter smile. Mo Wangchen definitely didn’t want to stir up any trouble without reason.
As for what happens with Fang Han, it has nothing to do with him. If the other party doesn’t participate in the examination, that’s his own affair.
"Are you Ji Changkong?"
But suddenly, just as Mo Wangchen was about to head inside the Pill Tower.
He heard a sowhat deep voice from behind him.
Instinctively, he turned his gaze to find a Jinyi youth, whose eyes were locked intently on him.
In the youth’s eyes, there was an inexplicable fighting spirit, with a hint of cold light.
Mo Wangchen frowned. He didn’t recognize the other party, but it was clear from a glance that this person did not co with good intentions. "And you are?"
"It’s Fang Han!"
All around, passersby also noticed what was happening here and soone exclaid, recognizing the Jinyi youth.
"Eh, isn’t this Ji Changkong?"
"He’s here too. Fang Han left angrily, all because of Ji Changkong."
"Interesting. It seems like Fang Hai is here to cause trouble with Ji Changkong?"
The crowd halted their steps, staying in place with expressions of interest, as if they were waiting to watch an entertaining show.
"Is there sothing you need?"
Hearing the discussions around him, Mo Wangchen was slightly surprised. He never expected the Jinyi man before him to be Fang Han of the Ancient Martial Fang Family.
He heard that this person had a diocre talent from a young age and made little progress in the martial arts. Later, due to so reason, he entered Alchemy Dao and found his strength there.
Needless to say, Fang Han himself is a living motivational figure!
When he was young, due to his diocre talent, Fang Han often received cold treatnt from his clan mbers. Now, it was precisely because of his achievents in Alchemy Dao that he had gained their respect within the Fang Family.
But none of these had anything to do with him. Mo Wangchen never intended to get involved with Fang Han.
"Why are you not participating in the examination?"
Fang Han’s eyes were indifferent, with a trace of obscure anger surging in them, as he stared down Mo Wangchen.
"That’s my liberty, isn’t it irrelevant to you?" Mo Wangchen frowned, feeling sowhat baffled. He naturally understood why Fang Han was angry, but to him, it felt rather unjust.
"Indeed, it has nothing to do with , but since you registered, yet are not participating, do you take the Alliance’s examination as a joke?" During his speech, Fang Han seed to grow even angrier.
"I’ve already explained the matter to the Alliance Hierarch. Don’t pin such a big bla on . If you have any issues, feel free to ask the Hierarch directly."
Mo Wangchen maintained a calm deanor. He didn’t want to entangle with the other party too much. After speaking, he turned to leave.
"You coward. The reason you are not participating in the examination is that you are afraid you’ll fail or perhaps afraid of losing to . Am I right?" Fang Han was relentless, stepping forward to block Mo Wangchen’s path, not allowing him to leave.
"Think whatever you like."
Mo Wangchen was speechless and suddenly found Fang Han sowhat endearing. This person’s competitive spirit was exceedingly strong.
However, in his own eyes, Fang Han’s Alchemy Dao skill was pathetically weak.
As for failing the examination or losing to Fang Han, to Mo Wangchen, it seed like a great joke.
"I get it. You must know Master Zhang, who held a special examination just for you. The process is not disclosed, and even if you failed, the Alchemist Alliance would announce you passed. It’s all shady. You are using connections!"
"Ji Changkong, I have regarded you as a formidable opponent all these days. I didn’t expect you to be such a person. It’s so disappointing."
At this mont, Fang Han’s face showed a ’hating iron for not becoming steel’ expression. He was extrely furious but had nowhere to vent his anger, feeling as if he had swallowed a fly.
Seeing him like this, Mo Wangchen’s curiosity was piqued, "I’m curious, we haven’t t before, have we? Why are you so certain of my character?"
"You yourself know what kind of person you are. The fact now is, you didn’t participate in the examination and are trying to use Master Zhang’s connection to join the Alchemist Alliance." Fang Han snorted coldly.
"Think whatever you like, but I don’t think joining the Alchemist Alliance is sothing that requires connections. Is my skill level really as bad as you think?" Mo Wangchen found it amusing.
"Who would believe you’re not using connections? After all, the examination process isn’t disclosed. If you let be present and see you pass with my own eyes, then I’d believe." Fang Han said.
"I don’t mind you being present, but what if I really pass the examination?" Mo Wangchen suddenly suggested.
"The prerequisite is that the pill you refine must be of Holy Rank quality. If you truly pass..."
At this point, Fang Han paused, then continued, "I have a Holy Rank of the second-grade Alchemy Recipe I acquired from Ancient Ruins. We can wager with that. If you pass, the recipe is yours; otherwise, you owe sothing of equal value. Do you dare?"
"A Holy Rank of second-grade Alchemy Recipe!"
Hearing Fang Han’s words, those around couldn’t help but be taken aback.
In fact, for most alchemists, Alchemy Recipes are extrely precious, especially at the level of Holy Rank second-grade. If put to auction outside, it could fetch anywhere from millions to nearly tens of millions of Immortal Stones.
However, what surprised people was that after Fang Han spoke, Mo Wangchen shook his head.
"Are you scared?" Fang Han sneered, thinking Mo Wangchen didn’t dare to gamble with him.
"There’s nothing to be afraid of. I just find your recipe unworthy." Mo Wangchen smiled.
"Do you think the stake is too low?" Fang Han frowned, then sneered mockingly, "It figures, you who are acquainted with Master Zhang wouldn’t be lacking a Holy Rank second-grade recipe..."
Mo Wangchen looked at him and laughed, "It’s not that I can’t wager with you. If I win, I don’t want your recipe. Instead, you must agree to one condition of mine, but if I lose, I’ll give you a Holy Rank second-grade recipe, maybe even a third-grade. How about it?"
"What condition?"
Fang Han narrowed his eyes. He only had one Holy Rank second-grade recipe, so winning more from Mo Wangchen wouldn’t be a bad thing. He didn’t think he would lose.
Besides, Fang Han had already assud that if Mo Wangchen truly had the capability, he wouldn’t have missed today’s examination.
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