Chapter 314
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Chapter 314: Leaving the Closed Door
At this moment, Ji Yang was still focused on refining pills.
Cultivation level +1
Cultivation level +1
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Even with Ji Yang’s tireless speed, it took him a full ten days to complete the refinement of these fifty batches of pills.
Now, the stone platform beside the Dan furnace was filled with pale green Dropping Dew Pills!
All of these were the pills Ji Yang successfully refined.
They ranged from low-quality at the beginning to medium-quality and then high-quality, but there were no top-quality ones!
These Dropping Dew Pills contributed over a hundred cultivation points to Ji Yang.
However, Ji Yang did not plan to continue refining these pills because he had reached the threshold for Dropping Dew Pills.
During the penultimate batch, he produced two pills, but Ji Yang only gained one cultivation point, and during the final batch, producing two pills only contributed one Green Light Point.
Clearly, even if he continued refining, he would not gain more Blue Light Points.
Despite this outcome, Ji Yang was quite satisfied, as the threshold of the pills far exceeded his expectations.
Since he could not refine Dropping Dew Pills anymore, he could simply switch to another type of pill for refinement.
After nearly half a month of continuous refining, while his primordial spirit energy and constitution still held strong, Ji Yang felt a bit fatigued.
He decided to take a break and also go out to look for other pill formulas before returning to continue refining!
With a wave of his sleeve, Ji Yang put away the Dan furnace and the plethora of Dropping Dew Pills on the stone platform into his storage bag.
The rule at Alchemy Peak was that for each successful refinement, one Dropping Dew Pill needed to be submitted. Ji Yang refined a total of sixty batches, which meant he needed to submit sixty Dropping Dew Pills.
However, the number of pills he had far exceeded that requirement, and naturally, Ji Yang wouldn’t hand them all over to the Heaven Demon Sect!
After all, he was a disciple of He Dao Sect!
Moreover, as high-level pills, Dropping Dew Pills could exchange for plenty of spiritual stones. Although Ji Yang had already taken over a mountain, he wouldn’t mind having a bit more spiritual stones.
Then, Ji Yang activated the formation token, and the formations in the Alchemy Room instantly dispersed.
However, once the formation was lifted, Ji Yang immediately sensed the bustling crowd outside.
This made Ji Yang look around curiously, confirming that he was not in any market but rather within Alchemy Peak.
But didn’t he remember that Alchemy Peak favored peace and quiet? Why were so many cultivators here now?
Could it be that Alchemy Peak was holding some kind of event?
Ji Yang frowned slightly, not rushing to go out; instead, he extended his primordial spirit energy to gather news from the crowd.
His identity was not genuine; with so many people around, it was better to be cautious.
“Why hasn’t this person come out yet?” someone outside said impatiently.
Not only him, but the faces of the others also turned cold upon hearing this.
If they initially came for their own purposes, as time passed while waiting, their original motives transformed into anger.
“I don’t believe he can stay in this Alchemy Room forever! I’ll see when he comes out!”
“I’ll be the first to strike when this guy comes out. Please, senior brothers, don’t fight with me for it!”
A fat-headed, big-eared cultivator said.
“You should just go home, wash up, and sleep. With your looks, even if you defeat Feng Yu, Senior Sister Ning won’t look at you twice!”
Another person coldly responded.
“Hmph, as if Senior Sister Ning would even look at you!”
The two clashed with words, seeming ready to fight, while the other cultivators stood by quietly, watching with smirks on their faces.
To them, the two were like clowns; how could Senior Sister Ning ever take interest in them?
Just as the two prepared to battle, surprised voices arose from the crowd:
“Wait! The formations outside the Alchemy Room have been lifted!”
Hearing this, many cultivators turned their attention to the door of the Alchemy Room surrounded by others.
The merchants still shouting about their goods also paused.
What was once a bustling scene instantly fell silent.
The lifting of the formations from the Alchemy Room meant that the cultivator inside would soon emerge.
After nearly half a month of waiting, they finally would get a glimpse of this person’s appearance. They were eager to see what made Feng Yu so special.
The alchemists waiting outside leaped up, and some had even notified the deacon responsible for reviewing the monthly assessment standards at Alchemy Peak to come personally verify whether Ji Yang’s refined pills met this month’s criteria.
If not, that person would be waiting to enter the mine!
Deacon Song was also among the crowd, but to maintain fairness, the deacons checking the assessment were not him but rather a few others.
Normally, such matters would occur at the end of the month, but hearing that Ji Yang had taken a significant amount of spiritual plants from Alchemy Peak, these deacons came early.
At that moment, Deacon Song could only silently pray that the pills Ji Yang refined were not too far from the standards. After all, that was material for sixty Dropping Dew Pills, which included many high-level spiritual plants. If the quantity was insufficient, they might have to excavate the mines to let Ji Yang out.
Inside the Alchemy Room, Ji Yang, after a moment of thought, realized the reason the crowd had gathered there.
This left him feeling speechless.
Beauty can bring trouble, especially since Ren Yuning was a wealthy lady.
But now that the formations had been lifted, could he really stay inside and not come out?
Ji Yang furrowed his brow. What was his identity?
He was a disciple of the He Dao Sect at Jingtan Peak; how could he be intimidated by these people?
Ji Yang opened the door of the Alchemy Room and swaggered outside.
Of course, there were other reasons; he didn’t spot any high-level cultivators among the crowd. The few with the highest cultivation levels were only the deacons, and they were merely at the Spirit Transformation stage!
Cultivators at this stage were not enough to see through his concealment.
As Ji Yang stepped out of the Alchemy Room, numerous cultivators focused their attention on his face.
“Nothing special!”
“Average!”
“Nothing impressive!”
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After seeing him, everyone began to voice their opinions, and the cautious looks in their eyes relaxed considerably.
The “Feng Yu” in front of them didn’t look like a talented disciple at all; he carried none of the haughty confidence typical of such disciples.
It was a feeling.
Moreover, this person was only at the Early Stage of Yuan Ying; in the inner sect of the Heaven Demon Sect, that barely counted as average! There were plenty of disciples present whose cultivation levels exceeded his!
They genuinely couldn’t understand why Senior Sister Ning looked so highly upon this person and even personally led him into the sect.
But since they were already here, they didn’t plan to leave empty-handed; they would teach this person a lesson, making sure he understood that Senior Sister Ning was not someone he could aspire to.
Facing the odd gazes of the crowd, Ji Yang remained calm.
Little did he know that his current demeanor was one he had painstakingly imitated, purposely concealing the power and techniques imbued with sword intent to avoid drawing attention.
Looking back now, the effect seemed rather good.
