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What Su Mengxi refined was a semi-finished product, with a dim luster and insufficient medicinal power; it was disqualified.

Her pretty face turned pale, but her gaze toward Chen Chuan was still full of trust.

Another Disciple barely refined a Low-Grade Saint Soul Pill, and there was no suspense about him ranking third.

It was Gu Chen’s turn.

The judging Elder picked up that Saint Soul Pill with three pill veins, and after carefully sensing it, a look of amazement appeared on his face: “Gu Chen, Saint Soul Pill, quality: Top-Grade!”

“Whoa!”

The square boiled over.

“A Top-Grade Saint Soul Pill! Holy Son Gu is indeed amazing!”

“To be able to refine a Top-Grade one under such pressure, he truly is the number one person in our Holy Land’s Alchemy Dao.”

“It seems first place still belongs to Gu Chen. That Chen Chuan’s Spirit Fire seems to have been just for show.”

Gu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, enjoying the gazes of amazement and worship from all around, his pride reaching its peak.

He looked at Chen Chuan, the provocation in his eyes even stronger, as if saying: “See that? This is true strength.”

Finally, everyone’s gaze focused on Chen Chuan and his Jade Bottle.

The Elder walked to Chen Chuan, picked up the Jade Bottle, and poured out that seemingly ordinary Medicinal Pill.

At first, he didn’t pay much attention, but when he used his Soul Power to investigate carefully, his body shook violently.

His eyes instantly bulged, and his hand holding the Medicinal Pill began to tremble uncontrollably; his lips quivered, seemingly wanting to say something, but he was unable to make a sound due to extreme shock.

“What happened to the Elder?”

“Could it be that it’s a failed batch? Did it make the Elder this angry?”

“That’s not right. Looking at the Elder’s expression, it doesn’t seem like anger, but more like excitement?”

Just as everyone was puzzled and a winner’s smile had already appeared on the corner of Gu Chen’s mouth.

That Elder finally used all his strength to let out a voice that was sharp and distorted from excitement:

“Chen… Chen Chuan! Saint Soul Pill! Quality… Holy Son King Rank Low-Grade!”

“Boom!”

The entire square was like a bomb had been dropped, falling into a momentary dead silence before erupting into an unprecedented uproar.

“Wh… what? Holy Son King Rank?”

“Did I hear wrong? A Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pill? How is that possible?!”

“He actually refined a Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pill? Although it’s only Low-Grade, it’s still Holy Son King Rank! It can not be created anyone that is not a Holy Son chosen by the divinity!”

“He crossed an entire major rank? This is simply a miracle!”

The smile on Gu Chen’s face froze instantly, replaced by extreme bewilderment and disbelief.

He shouted out in a loss of composure: “Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could he possibly refine a Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pill? There must be a mistake!”

The Elder excitedly held the Medicinal Pill high and injected a trace of Spiritual Power.

Immediately, the Medicinal Pill shone brightly, and a single yet extremely clear pill vein appeared; the Dao Marks on the surface of the pill were clearly visible and exceptionally profound.

Facts speak louder than words!

“It really is Holy Son King Rank.”

“My god, he really did it.”

Gu Chen was like he’d been struck by lightning, staggering back a step, his face pale and his eyes hollow, as he kept muttering to himself:

“Impossible, how could it be Holy Son King Rank? I can’t accept it, I can’t accept it.”

The huge gap and the blow made him almost collapse.

The facts were right before him; he had no choice but to believe.

He had lost, lost completely.

Su Mengxi looked at the youth in green robes who was the center of attention, her beautiful eyes filled with water-like admiration and almost overflowing worship.

She lightly raised her chin, her heart full of pride and sweetness: “Look, this is the man I, Su Mengxi, have set my sights on!”

The White-Robed Elder suppressed his excitement and announced loudly:

“The final first place of this Pill Refining Assembly is Chen Chuan! The reward is one Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pill, a Holy Son Origin Pill.”

“The Holy Son King Rank Low-Grade, Saint Soul Pill he refined also belongs to him.”

Two Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pills!

Everyone looked at Chen Chuan, their eyes filled with endless envy and awe.

This new Inner Sect Disciple would surely become famous throughout the entire Taiyi Holy Land after today.

While everyone was talking and immersed in the huge shock, a figure on the high platform turned into a stream of light and suddenly landed in front of Chen Chuan.

It was none other than the Elder of the Pill Hall, Mu Qing!

Mu Qing looked at Chen Chuan with burning eyes, his face showing unmasked appreciation and excitement.

He said loudly: “Chen Chuan, you have extraordinary talent and exceptional Mental State in the path of Alchemy. I, Mu Qing, wish to take you as my Direct Disciple. Are you willing?”

Hiss

The whole place exploded once again!

“Elder Mu Qing! One of the senior Elders of the Pill Hall, a giant-level figure in the field of Alchemy! He actually wants to take Chen Chuan as his Direct Disciple!”

“What a huge fated Opportunity! So many people break their heads trying to get under Elder Mu Qing’s tutelage but fail.”

“I’m so envious. With Elder Mu Qing as a backer, one can practically walk sideways in the Inner Sect.”

Su Mengxi also covered her small mouth in surprise, which then turned into heartfelt joy for Chen Chuan.

However, facing this fated Opportunity that countless people dreamed of, Chen Chuan did not immediately kneel and bow.

He blinked and looked at Mu Qing, his tone carrying a hint of perfectly measured hesitation:

“This Disciple thanks the Elder for his kind love. It’s just that, shouldn’t there be a meeting gift for this apprenticeship?”

“For example, giving a Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pill?”

As soon as these words came out, the entire venue fell silent!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

“What did he say? He’s actually negotiating terms with Elder Mu Qing? And he wants a Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pill as a meeting gift?”

“Crazy! Simply crazy! So many geniuses beg to be his Disciple and are rejected, yet he actually dares to speak so audaciously?”

“This guy’s guts are too huge! Isn’t he afraid that Elder Mu Qing will retract his offer in a fit of rage?”

Even Gu Chen temporarily woke up from his despondency and looked at Chen Chuan with a look as if he were an idiot, sneering in his heart: “Death-seeking thing, to dare to be so arrogant.”

Elder Mu Qing obviously hadn’t expected Chen Chuan to pull this move and was stunned for a moment.

Then, looking at Chen Chuan’s seemingly innocent but actually shrewd gaze, he couldn’t help but laugh out of anger: “You little rascal, you actually dare to fleece me.”

But on second thought, a monstrous talent like Chen Chuan was a once-in-ten-thousand-years find, and his future achievements would be limitless.

If he could teach him carefully, he would surely bring glory to his lineage, especially at the Myriad Medicine Sacred Land’s Pill Refining Assembly.

Thinking of this, he felt this investment was extremely worthwhile.

“Fine, fine!” Mu Qing shook his head in feigned helplessness, flipped his wrist, and a jade box appeared in his palm, which he handed over: “This ‘Dragon Strength Bone Tempering Pill’ is also Holy Son King Low-Grade. I’ve let you, this slippery kid, get a bargain.”

Chen Chuan took the jade box and felt the majestic power of Blood and Qi within it, and a bright smile immediately appeared on his face.

He no longer had any hesitation and respectfully bowed down: “Disciple Chen Chuan pays his respects to Master!”

“Good! Good! Good Disciple!” Elder Mu Qing laughed loudly and personally helped Chen Chuan up, feeling extremely satisfied in his heart.

Having gained such a fine Disciple, he would surely become famous throughout the world in the future!

Gu Chen looked at this scene, his eyes turning red, his heart filled with endless envy, jealousy, and hatred.

He had worked so hard but had never been able to enter Mu Qing’s Dharma Eye.

Yet Chen Chuan was not only easily taken as a Direct Disciple, he was practically begged to be taken, and he even swindled a Holy Son King Rank Pill.

This huge contrast made him almost vomit blood, but Chen Chuan’s strength was right there; he had no choice but to accept it even if he wasn’t convinced.

Finally, Chen Chuan walked up to the despondent Gu Chen, reached out his hand, and said calmly: “Holy Son Gu, the bet should be fulfilled now.”

Gu Chen’s face turned between blue and white; under the gaze of countless people, he with difficulty took out a Storage Ring filled with Origin Stones and handed it to Chen Chuan, almost through gritted teeth.

Two hundred thousand low-grade Origin Stones was a significant loss even for him.

Today, he had not only lost Origin Stones but also his reputation, and he had lost the halo of the Holy Land’s number one Alchemy monstrous talent, becoming a complete joke.

Chen Chuan took the Origin Stones, feeling their heavy weight, and then touched the three Holy Son King Rank Medicinal Pills and the apprenticeship gift in his robes, feeling very satisfied.

Today was a huge windfall!

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