Chapter 110
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Chapter 110: Perfect Wash Marrow Pill
Everyone was shocked, and the whole plaza became restless. Even those who didn’t understand alchemy could see how terrifying Yun Yi’s alchemy technique was. It was on a completely different level compared to Ouyang Mo and Shen Hao.
Ouyang Mo was completely stunned. He stood there like a statue, mouth wide open, not moving at all.
For Ouyang Mo, it was undoubtedly the greatest blow he had ever faced. He had always considered himself the number one Medicine Pill Master of the younger generation, challenging all eight branches of the Yanwu family and never losing. The feeling of being invincible had already formed in his heart.
Now, an unknown little person, someone he had ridiculed before, a second-rate disciple, was crushing him with alchemical skills. How could Ouyang Mo bear this in his heart?
Xiao Ruoshui’s beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light. As the Chief Steward of the Yanwu family, Xiao Ruoshui was calm and indifferent, having forgotten how long it had been since she felt excitement. But at that moment, Yun Yi brought her the greatest surprise, stirring her previously still heart into a whirl of emotions.
This is the true genius of alchemy.
Whoosh…
The blazing fire roared, and fire dragons twisted around. Yun Yi was surrounded by flashing dragon shadows, completely lost in the thrill of alchemy, unaffected by the outside world.
Under the control of Yun Yi’s Fire Control Technique and soul forging technique, the essences of the twelve herbs gathered together in the center.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Liufeng and Ruan Ming jumped up again, unable to control their emotions.
Merging the twelve herbs at the same time is much harder than extracting their essences simultaneously.
Nonsense?
No, if they hadn’t seen Yun Yi’s earlier methods, they would definitely think this was nonsense. But now, their eyes were filled with anticipation. Even Ruan Ming, who was in a hostile relationship, felt a sense of eager expectation, which is something every Medicine Pill Master experiences.
After living for most of their lives, they had never seen such a crazy way of making pills. Today, they all wanted to witness a miracle, to see if this miracle would really be born, and to find out if this method could truly create the Wash Marrow Pill.
Hiss hiss…
Countless eyes were watching, the atmosphere was tense, quiet, restless, and many breaths were quick and hurried.
In the sea of fire, hissing sounds echoed, and soon, the essence of twelve kinds of herbs perfectly fused together, with no accidents happening in between, and a pill began to take shape.
"Open!"
Yun Yi suddenly shouted loudly, waking people from the dreamy situation they were in.
He put away the flames and spiritual power, and a pure white pill appeared in his hand.
An intense herbal fragrance spread out, making anyone who smelled it feel refreshed and delighted.
Whoosh!
A figure quickly approached Yun Yi and snatched the pill from his hand.
Yun Yi shook his head, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. The one who took the pill was none other than Xiao Liufeng.
At this moment, Yun Yi was still immersed in the joy of refining pills just now, flowing smoothly like a gentle stream; it truly felt refreshing to express it.
For the first time refining a pill, it was finally completed without any problems.
"A perfect pill is a perfect pill! Oh my! This is truly a perfect Wash Marrow Pill. Its purity is incredible, with not a single impurity. Twelve types of herbs, all of their energy is blended inside. The value of this pill is at least five times more than a nine-tenths Wash Marrow Pill."
Xiao Liufeng said excitedly, his voice trembling with joy.
Ruan Ming also stepped forward to closely inspect the pill, his excited face turning pale, unable to say a single word.
Ouyang Mo had lost, and Ruan Ming must have felt quite defeated inside, but for a Medicine Pill Master, witnessing the creation of a perfect pill is a great fortune and something to brag about.
"This is terrifying! Compared to him, what kind of genius am I?"
Shen Hao could not express his feelings at that moment.
"Elder Xiao, Yun Yi took only about two minutes to make this perfect Wash Marrow Pill, right?"
Xiao Ruoshui spoke, highlighting the main point, causing Xiao Liufeng and Ruan Ming, who were already overwhelmed with emotions, to feel dizzy once again.
They were so busy admiring the perfect pill that they forgot about the time Yun Yi spent making it. Once Xiao Ruoshui mentioned it, the two rolled their eyes, stumbled, and nearly fainted.
Making a perfect pill and making it in two minutes are completely different ideas.
"Making a pill in two minutes, is that even human?"
Xiao Liufeng cried, feeling as if he had wasted his life. He had called himself the best Medicine Pill Master of the Yanwu family, but today he was challenged by a young boy, shattering all his beliefs about alchemy.
"Making a pill in two minutes is just absurd."
"Yes, Ouyang Mo was already very fast, and it took him almost an hour. Compared to Yun Yi, he seems like nothing."
"This is truly a miracle. Yun Yi’s alchemy is effortless and smooth, with no pauses in between. This is real talent, a true genius in alchemy. To call Ouyang Mo the Pill Madman is an insult to those words."
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No one could remain calm. Two minutes to make a pill is an unprecedented miracle, a marvel in the world of alchemy. What Yun Yi achieved today will surely be recorded in the history of the Yanwu family, becoming a wonderful tale for future generations.
Gulp!
Ouyang Mo struggled to swallow, his face pale and unable to speak a word. He felt as if his understanding of alchemy had been turned upside down. What he thought was impossible did not mean it could not happen.
The image of Yun Yi making pills kept floating in Ouyang Mo’s mind. Whether it was the technique, the time taken, or the quality of the pills, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit that he and Yun Yi were not on the same level.
In this competition, he could only think of four words: convinced and respectful.
"It seems that the Yanwu family is really about to see an extraordinary talent."
Xiao Ruoshui’s gaze shifted back and forth on Yun Yi, and a rare, stunning smile appeared on her beautiful face.
Yun Yi adjusted his clothes, approached Ouyang Mo, and directly extended his hand, "Twenty thousand lower grade spirit stones."
Yun Yi’s words pulled Ouyang Mo back to reality; his gaze at Yun Yi was filled with shock, anger, and hatred. He knew that all his fame was destroyed in this battle today.
From then on, in people’s eyes, there would only be the alchemy genius Yun Yi, and Pill Madman Ouyang Mo would no longer be mentioned.
