Fan Wuji stood up.

Clang.

He jabbed the floor forcefully with his walking stick.

The floorboard could not withstand such prodding and was punctured with a hole right away.

Following this, with a grand wave of his hand, Fan Wuji signaled two young men to carry a table to the center, one on the left and one on the right.

"Since we are going to bet, we must ensure fairness. I have prepared two identical sets of herbal ingredients. We shall compete in alchemy and produce the most grade-effective Elixir Pills—the Soul Condensing Pills."

Fang Yu nodded and said, "Good! Let's make Soul Condensing Pills."

Soul Condensing Pills are a very special medicine, its potency is directly linked to its grade.

Many Alchemists are also judged by their ability to create Soul Condensing Pills.

There isn't much difference between the First Grade and Third Grade Soul Condensing Pills.

But once they reach Fourth Grade or higher, Soul Condensing Pills start to show variations in color. The higher the grade of the pill, the redder its color, and naturally, the better the effect.

The effect of the Soul Condensing Pill is singular: to improve a Cultivator's Cultivation speed.

Hence, although Soul Condensing Pills are quite common, they are highly sought after by Cultivators; the higher the grade, the more valuable they are.

Fang Yu had not expected this old fellow to also be capable of making Soul Condensing Pills, which said much about Fan Wuji's status within Hongmen.

"Please." Fan Wuji extended his large hand.

"Please!"

The two approached the table.

And simultaneously pulled off the red cloth on the table.

All the herbal ingredients were laid out on the table.

Fang Yu gave a slight smile and started to pick out ingredients according to the memories in his mind.

With no haste but no delay!

Seeing this, Fan Wuji chuckled softly and commented, "So, a Primary Alchemist... you are destined to lose!"

Within the circle of Alchemists, it's a widespread belief that once a certain standard is reached, there's no need to pick through ingredients... An experienced Alchemist can identify the type and quality of ingredients with just one look.

As expected.

Fan Wuji casually picked out the best herbal ingredients from a pile of herbs and tossed them into the Pill Furnace.

The flame of the elixir ignited!

Flames wreathed around the Pill Furnace!

On the other hand, Fang Yu.

He continued to pick the herbal ingredients calmly.

There was quite a pile of ingredients on the table, and at this rate, it would take half a day to finish selecting.

This made Ye Wenjun, Chen Daotian, and the others anxious as could be.

"Brother Yu, go for it!"

"Brother Yu, don't hold back!"

"Brother Yu, this won't do, you need to hurry and throw all the ingredients into the pot!"

Fan Wuji and Fang Yu were engrossed in their task and paid them no mind.

But Black Hawk sneered dismissively, "Ignorant... This is an Alchemist's Furnace Tripod, not some pot for cooking rice."

Chen Daotian retorted unconvinced: "Psh, as if you're the only one who knows, and yet you can't do Alchemy either..."

Black Hawk, not angry at all, replied:

"Either way, you're bound to lose... Do you know what grade of Alchemist the old man is?"

"Scared the baby to death... just tell me, what grade is this old fart?" Chen Daotian blustered.

Xu Huawen also chimed in, "Exactly, scared the baby's daddy to death... Spill it."

"Go to hell, taking advantage of me even at this point."

Black Hawk looked at these two jokers with contempt, and said, "Sixth Grade Alchemist!"

"Sixth Grade?"

"Mhm, I heard it too, he's Sixth Grade!"

"But the question is, how awesome is Sixth Grade, really?"

"..."

Black Hawk was at a loss for words.

It seemed that his explanation was lost on them; they had no idea what the grade actually represented.

It was a waste of effort.

But he still said:

"In the world of Alchemists, First Grade is the lowest level, but even the most elementary Alchemist is capable enough to cure illnesses and save lives; they can be regarded as chief doctors in ordinary hospitals. In fact, they may even surpass them."

"Second Grade Alchemists are able to concoct basic Elixir Pills, Second Grade ones. For example, those that restore vitality or heal injuries... Far more effective than what ordinary people consider surgery or consuming Western medicine."

"Third Grade Alchemists are considered mid-tier Alchemists. The Elixir Pills they produce can supply a Sect. Among one hundred Alchemists, there might not even be one Third Grade Alchemist!"

"As for Fourth Grade Alchemists, they are completely beyond the scope of ordinary doctors. Out of one thousand Alchemists, only one might reach the Fourth Grade!"

"Fifth Grade Alchemists belong to the high-end tier... The Elixir Pills they concoct can absolutely train a Cultivator! Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, even the lowest Yellow Rank Cultivators, are the precious fresh blood that any Sect greatly needs!"

"Sixth Grade... they can nurture a Mystic Rank Cultivator! Truly one in a million amongst Alchemists."

As he spoke up to this point.

Even the Black Hawk's emotions became excited, his eyes filled with respect and awe for Fan Wuji.

"You may have overlooked a very important point... our Elder Fan is not only a Sixth Grade Alchemist... but also a Sixth Grade Doctor!"

After he finished speaking.

The whole audience fell silent.

Ye Wenjun couldn't help but furrow her delicate brows.

Even Fang Yu was stunned after hearing this.

This is quite a common professional connection. Many Sects will cultivate both Alchemists and Doctors. These two professions always complement each other.

Some medicines themselves have healing effects.

When one possesses an extremely high talent in Alchemy, the healing medicines they concoct could replace ordinary doctors!

It turns out that Fan Wuji is one of them!

No wonder he has the confidence to wager with me in Alchemy.

Fang Yu smiled slightly, and continued to select the needed medicinal ingredients.

...

After listening to Black Hawk's long speech, Chen Daotian swallowed nervously and asked, "Shepherd, did you understand that?"

"Hey, it's Herdsman, not Shepherd!"

"The same thing, the same thing, I'm asking you, did you understand that?" Chen Daotian asked.

"To be honest... I did understand."

Chen Daotian frowned and said, "Couldn't you just play along and pretend not to understand?"

...

He was just trying to lighten the mood.

Because they saw Fang Yu still picking out ingredients with an easygoing face, they were almost dying of anxiety.

On the other hand, Fan Wuji.

His Furnace Tripod was already emitting Purple Fire.

Cultivators themselves can ignite their Inner Essence.

Once ignited, the whole Furnace Tripod buzzed with the fire.

A faint scent of medicine permeated the entire hall.

Black Hawk sneered, "The fragrance of the Elixir Pills signifies at least Third Grade!"

But--

How could Fan Wuji, a Sixth Grade Alchemist, be content with just the Third Grade?

"Arise!"

He suddenly shouted loudly and struck with his palm.

At the same time, he glanced over at Fang Yu nearby.

At last--

Fang Yu finished selecting and placed the medicinal ingredients, one by one, into the Furnace Tripod.

With a bang.

Fang Yu fiercely slapped the table.

The Pill Furnace then hovered high in the air.

"Supreme Yang Fire!"

A flame instantly burst forth.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

They couldn't believe their eyes as they watched the flame.

"Supreme Yang Fire?"

Fan Wuji said in surprise, "So what if it is Supreme Yang Fire? Alchemy is not a contest of whose flames are more fierce!"

Alchemy is like cooking; indeed, the stronger the fire, the easier it is to burn everything!

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