Chapter 1107: Chapter 1108: The Alchemy Tournant Begins
“Let make this clear in advance, you’re helping of your own free will. I’m not agreeing to anything else.”
“Rest assured, Brother Lin, I won’t force you anymore,” Du Yuze replied.
“Do you really want to be my follower?” Lin Yifan asked, puzzled.
The other had been pestering him just to follow him and acknowledge him as his master; he was curious if that was truly the case.
“No, I just want to be your friend, Brother Lin!” Du Yuze replied.
He had his dignity and would never lower himself to flatter Lin Yifan or work slavishly for him.
“OK! If you help today, we can be ordinary friends. How about that?”
Lin Yifan didn’t want any followers because it was troubleso; being friends was precisely what he wanted.
“I’ve been waiting for those words, Brother Lin!”
Everything Du Yuze did was to get close to Lin Yifan and gain his trust.
Actually, he wanted to use Lin Yifan to secure his future interests; if Lin Yifan lacked the ability to beco the future king, he wouldn’t lower himself to cling to him, just like he had dumped his Second Senior Brother.
After becoming friends, Du Yuze approached curiously and asked, “Brother Lin, what kind of elixir are you going to make with the Green Saliva Herb?”
He knew that the Green Saliva Herb was used in the refinent of several types of elixirs, but all these elixirs were high grade, even he would struggle to refine them.
“You’ll know at the alchemy contest,” Lin Yifan replied, extrely mysterious.
Not wanting to press further, Du Yuze changed the subject: “Brother Lin, do you really want to win the Ascension Pill? Should I go easy or win first prize and give it to you?”
“No, no, no, I want to win on my own rits,” Lin Yifan replied.
“Brother Lin, you have real backbone!”
“Haha, if you can’t even show this much backbone, how can you achieve great things in the future?”
“That’s true, Brother Lin, you look like soone destined for great things!”
Realizing he was talking too much, Lin Yifan quickly stopped, said goodbye to Du Yuze, and left the area to collect so supplentary herbs.
Watching Lin Yifan’s hurried departure, Du Yuze smirked slightly.
Lin Yifan was more ambitious than he had imagined; previously, he had worried too much.
As long as Lin Yifan had the heart to beco a king, he hadn’t chosen the wrong person to follow.
With herbs being collected one by one, Lin Yifan quickly finished gathering the dicinal herbs.
The whole process was observed by little Fang.
She had morized all the herbs Lin Yifan gathered, confirming without a doubt that they were the herbs needed to refine the Ascension Pill.
She couldn’t help but secretly ask, “Yifan, are you really going to refine the Ascension Pill?”
“Shh! Don’t let my ‘answers’ slip out.” Lin Yifan whispered back.
He planned to give everyone a surprise, so he didn’t want anyone to know which elixir he was refining.
“Can you really refine such a high-level Ascension Pill?” Little Fang asked, frowning.
Usually, only six-star alchemists could refine an Ascension Pill, and such alchemists were normally at the True Master Realm or higher, showing how difficult it was to refine.
“What? Underestimating your man? Your man has inherited Master’s alchemy skills, so don’t doubt my ability, OK?”
“But, do you have the strength to sustain the entire refinent process?” Little Fang asked, full of concern.
Refining an Ascension Pill requires not only excellent alchemy skills but also substantial power to support the process; it continuously consus spiritual power, which even Divine Transformation Fifth Realm individuals can’t endure, let alone Lin Yifan, who is a small cultivator at the Divine Transformation Third Realm.
“Don’t worry, I should be able to handle it,” Lin Yifan reassured.
He had estimated how much power was needed for the Ascension Pill refinent, so he wasn’t afraid of not being able to sustain it.
Lin Yifan’s gaze was filled with determination, and sohow, little Fang believed him.
This was an unresistable confidence he exuded.
The alchemy contest would be held the next day, and all participating disciples were eagerly awaiting this day.
It’s worth ntioning that Breaking Mortal Realm disciples don’t participate in the competition with Divine Transformation Realm disciples; winning the championship will earn them an Ascension Pill and a chance to enter the Scripture Pavilion.
Of course, this Ascension Pill is quite different from the one Divine Transformation Realm disciples win; the floor they can access in the Scripture Pavilion is also restricted.
Overall, the two championships are different concepts.
Such a design is ant to provide more equitable competition and stimulate the fighting spirit among disciples of different realms.
One day later, the contest comnced grandly.
The competition venue was set at the Alchemy Square, which was vast, like a football field.
The scene was filled with flowers, ribbons, and more importantly, huge crowds filled with excitent.
It was Lin Yifan’s first ti seeing such a lively scene, even more so than the duel with Cui Libin on the stage, more festive and celebrated.
This was a true grand contest—the champion would be imnsely glorious.
“Fangfang! Does dicinal Saint Valley hold an alchemy contest every month?” Lin Yifan inquired.
“No, it’s every three months, the martial arts contest is the sa,” Little Fang, sitting beside Lin Yifan, answered.
She loved watching the alchemy contests, as they were intense, spectacular, and breathtaking.
Not only she, but all disciples of dicinal Saint Valley felt the sa.
“Then I should really enjoy this exciting contest!” Lin Yifan looked forward eagerly, watching intently.
After the Great Elder finished the opening speech and announcents, the competition began.
The first to compete were the Breaking Mortal Realm disciples, and after they determined their champion, it would be the Divine Transformation Realm disciples’ turn.
This might take so ti, at least a whole morning.
Lin Yifan sat in the audience, quietly watching the contest.
Alchemy requires a tranquil environnt, so the spectators understood well not to talk or discuss unnecessarily.
The first group of Breaking Mortal Realm disciples to appear was as many as 200, which was quite a lot.
Each of them carried a big alchemy furnace, ready for refinent.
The alchemy furnaces had been inspected to ensure fairness, with nothing inside them.
Even if candidates managed to cheat, making alterations, they couldn’t escape the vigilant eyes of the supervising elders, so it’s best not to cheat, or they’d be at a loss themselves.
Lin Yifan, who was watching intently, noticed that each participating disciple had a golden star on the left side of their chest and curiously asked, “Fangfang, what do the stars on their clothes represent?”
“They represent the alchemist level. One star is a one-star alchemist; two stars are a two-star alchemist, and so on,” Little Fang answered.
“No way, what about with zero stars?” Lin Yifan inquired.
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