Chapter 478: Chapter 478: The Aweso Godly Might Chapter 478: Chapter 478: The Aweso Godly Might “Sixth-Grade Alchemist? The teacher has broken through to a Sixth-Grade Alchemist!”
Zhang Junlan was utterly shaken. When had Feng Wuchen broken through to beco a Sixth-Grade Alchemist? He had no idea.
“Sixth-Grade Alchemist?” Lin Moyang and Bai Lihen were scared out of their wits.
“Don’t blink! Let show you the alchemical divine skills of the teacher!” Zhang Junlan quickly regained his composure. Among those present, only Zhang Junlan had witnessed Feng Wuchen’s terrifying alchemy.
“Hmph! Do you really think I would believe that a brat under twenty years old is a Sixth-Grade Alchemist?” Han Kun snorted coldly. Even though he sensed Feng Wuchen’s domineering soul power, he still didn’t believe that Feng Wuchen had attained the realm of a Sixth-Grade Alchemist.
Feng Wuchen’s palm slowly rotated, within the cyan flas, dozens of dicinal herbs visibly shed their outer skins as their essence was condensed and extracted.
“This kid is refining elixirs without using a pill furnace! How is this possible!” Han Kun was shocked, his eyes bulging.
“What kind of fla is this, to refine the herbs so quickly!” Nie Fengyun’s face lost all composure, he stood agape as if turned to stone.
The speed at which Feng Wuchen was refining the herbs was sothing they had never seen in their lifeti. It was truly miraculous!
The dozens of dicinal herbs seed to obey Feng Wuchen’s commands, shedding their skins simultaneously.
As the essence condensed, it already began to take the shape of embryonic elixirs.
“He’s actually solidifying pills!” Han Kun exclaid in shock.
“How is this possible…” Lin Moyang and the three Great Elders were completely flabbergasted, having never seen such terrifying alchemical divine skills.
The speed of the alchemy left Han Kun and the others dumbfounded.
In less than a minute, a vast spiritual energy was already emanating from the elixir.
In the palm of Feng Wuchen’s hand, the elixir radiated a brilliant cyan light, like a precious treasure.
It had ford into a pill!
“It’s finished?” Lin Moyang asked in a daze, his mouth wide open, feeling as though he were in a dream.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
At that mont, above Xingjie City, the sky filled with dark clouds and thunder roared.
This was the upheaval of heaven and earth caused by the ergence of a Sixth-Grade elixir, attracting heavenly lightning!
“What’s with the weather? It changed so suddenly! It was clear skies a mont ago, and now it’s covered with dark clouds.”
“Lightning! A Sixth-Grade elixir has appeared! It must be that Han Kun has refined a Sixth-Grade elixir!”
“That’s right! Alchemist Han Kun is on the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Tavern. What a powerful spiritual energy! It’s definitely a Sixth-Grade elixir!”
In Xingjie City, everyone was shocked, and the Drunken Immortal Tavern was abuzz with noise.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
The sky, dense with clouds, was suddenly split by a bolt of lightning as thick as a barrel. It streaked past the Drunken Immortal Tavern and struck the Sixth-Grade elixir in Feng Wuchen’s hand.
The terrifying lightning spread instantly over Feng Wuchen’s entire body, with flashes of electric light, but Feng Wuchen’s expression remained unchanged; the fearso lightning couldn’t harm him at all.
“…” Witnessing this scene, Han Kun and the others were dumbstruck.
Was this still a human? Such terrible lightning had struck, yet Feng Wuchen was completely unhard!
Monts later, the lightning around Feng Wuchen disappeared, and the Sixth-Grade elixir in his palm, having undergone the baptism of heavenly lightning, emitted an even stronger spiritual energy.
“It’s a success! It’s actually a success!” Feeling this imnse spiritual energy, Han Kun took in a deep breath of cold air, extrely astounded.
Feng Wuchen slowly opened his palm, a cyan elixir the size of a dragon’s eye floated above his hand, as powerful spiritual energy whirled outwards.
The elixir was indeed a Sixth-Grade Soul-Enhancing Pill!
The elixir had clear patterns, bright color, and most importantly, it was of extrely high quality, the finest among Sixth-Grade elixirs.
Less than two minutes had passed, and the Sixth Grade Divine Soul Elixir was miraculously concocted in Feng Wuchen’s hands!
The divine skill of One-Thought Pill Concoction was just that terrifying!
“One-Thought Pill Concoction! One-Thought Pill Concoction! This is the Dan Emperor’s realm!” Han Kun exclaid repeatedly, both excited and terrified.
“Exactly! The legendary realm of the Dan Emperor! With but a thought, the Dan Emperor can concoct a pill!” Nie Fengyun also cried out in astonishnt.
“The Dan Emperor!” Lin Moyang and Bai Lihen were so frightened that they nearly fell to the ground.
“This is true Alchemy! My teacher is also at the realm of the Dan Emperor! It’s not that you cannot perceive my teacher’s soul power, but rather your realm is too weak,” Zhang Junlan said with a smug smile.
With just a small display of his handiwork, Feng Wuchen had terrified Han Kun to the point of losing his soul.
“The teacher of young master Zhang is actually a Dan Emperor!” Nie Fengyun stared blankly at Feng Wuchen, his face pale.
“The legendary Dan Emperor!” The more Lin Moyang thought, the more terrified he beca, now fully realizing why the Zhang family had given the artifact jade to Feng Wuchen.
Who wouldn’t want to curry favor with such a terrifying existence as the Dan Emperor?
“The disciple is blind as a bat! I should never have doubted the Dan Emperor, let alone offended him!” Han Kun knelt down in fear, knocking his head on the ground, his eyes filled with worship.
In the world of Alchemy, the existence of the Dan Emperor is like a god to Alchemists!
“Dan Emperor, this is the Seven-Colored Bright Moon Grass! Please, accept it with a smile,” Han Kun hastily took out the dicinal herb and respectfully offered it to Feng Wuchen.
Han Kun had no idea that Zhang Junlan’s teacher was such a frightening figure. Had he known, he would have presented the herbs much earlier.
“Didn’t you say you wanted an Immortal Artifact Pill Furnace?” Zhang Junlan asked with a smile.
“The disciple wouldn’t dare!” In front of Feng Wuchen, Han Kun didn’t dare to even breathe heavily.
“I forgot to tell you, my teacher can also craft Immortal Artifacts!” Zhang Junlan said with a smile, his face full of playful mockery.
“What? Craft Immortal Artifacts?” Hearing Zhang Junlan’s words, Han Kun and Lin Moyang were almost scared into fainting.
What they witnessed today was by far the most shocking experience of their lives.
Zhang Junlan was not going to stop until he scared them to death.
“For a stalk of Seven-Colored Bright Moon Grass, you actually dared to ask for an Immortal Artifact in exchange,” Feng Wuchen said.
“The disciple knows his mistake! I beg the Dan Emperor for forgiveness!” Han Kun knocked his head on the ground repeatedly.
“Rise,” said Feng Wuchen, showing no intention of holding a grudge.
“The Dragon God Palace just so happens to need an Alchemist. Would you be willing?” Feng Wuchen asked as his gaze turned to Han Kun.
“Willing! The disciple is willing!” Upon hearing this, Han Kun was first startled, thinking he had misheard. But once he realized what was happening, he nodded his head in excitent, overwheld by the honor.
Han Kun didn’t even need to think about it—such a good opportunity was beyond his wildest dreams.
The Dragon God Palace would greatly increase in strength with Han Kun joining, and moreover, there would be no need for Feng Wuchen to waste ti on elixirs.
Nie Fengyun, standing by, was extrely envious.
With Han Kun joining the Dragon God Palace, this was undoubtedly an opportunity to follow the Dan Emperor, from whom he could learn more powerful Alchemy and easily improve his realm in the future.
“You truly are lucky, to be taken notice of by the teacher!” Zhang Junlan exclaid, surprised that Feng Wuchen was actually planning to recruit Han Kun.
Feng Wuchen once again activated the Dragon Clan’s fire, gently patting Han Kun’s shoulder and swiftly devouring the fire toxin within his body.
“My fire toxin… has disappeared…” Han Kun was shaken, his eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Feng Wuchen, and he thought fearfully, “The Dan Emperor actually helped expel the fire toxin! Could it be that the toxin’s earlier outburst was also because of the Dan Emperor…”
With that thought, Han Kun broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to contemplate further, unwilling to rember the agony of the fire toxin.
“Those who are not loyal to , die! Do you understand?” Feng Wuchen asked with a smile.
“Yes, yes, yes! The disciple will never betray you!” Han Kun quickly nodded in terror, not daring to even think about betrayal, even if he had ten thousand tis the courage.
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