Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 240 We Will Never Meet Again

As a major event held every eight years in the Jia Ma Empire, the Alchemist Conference has long reached an extremely sophisticated level in terms of various evaluation standards for alchemy.

Therefore, in order to judge the specific level of the elixir, a sophisticated tool similar to the magic stone tablet for testing fighting spirit is placed on one side of each alchemy table. Just put the elixir in it and it will show the level of efficacy.

However, the pill refined by Xiao Yan completely skipped this step. No matter how everyone present judged it, there would be no other result.

"Is that Danwen?"

"There's more than one. The entire furnace of pills in that medicine cauldron all have pill patterns!"

Seeing the exquisite pills lined up in a row on the jade groove, even Liu Ling, who had been waiting to see Xiao Yan make a fool of himself, couldn't help but twitch his lips, and almost burst out cursing, unable to maintain his composure.

The second-grade elixir with danwen is not a rare treasure. Liu Ling himself has made it several times by chance.

But these pills with Danwen patterns can almost fill an entire jade bottle. Not to mention him, even his teacher, Dan Wang Guhe, might not be able to refine it!

Danwen is something that can only be obtained by chance. It is common sense that alchemists often need to be extremely serious and have a certain amount of luck to obtain it by chance.

No matter how good the flame is or how powerful the medicine cauldron is, at most they can only increase the speed of the alchemist's refining and the chance of not exploding the cauldron.

If you really want to refine a pill with pill patterns, there is no shortcut. It all depends on your soul power and alchemy skills.

"What is the origin of this guy? Why have I never heard of him in the Jia Ma Empire?" Liu Ling's face was distorted and he roared in his heart with gritted teeth.

In terms of family background and alchemy skills, the opponent almost had a posture of crushing everyone present. If the name of the Alchemy King was not too well-known, he would even be afraid that others would suspect that he was a fake.

Liu Ling's handsome face changed for a while, and finally he threw the pill into the testing tools beside him with great reluctance, and turned away without even looking at it.

Although the result has not yet been revealed, he knows that he has already lost miserably and that continuing to stay here will only bring humiliation upon himself.

Without even glancing at the embarrassed Liu Ling, Xiao Yan quietly placed a soul mark on the gray-robed youth and said calmly, "Can we announce the results now?"

The judges present naturally realized this, and after the hourglass countdown ended, they immediately announced Xiao Yan's ranking without even checking the pills he had refined.

The alchemists present were all proud and arrogant, with an arrogance that was difficult for ordinary people to understand. The judges' actions not only failed to arouse the majority's opposition, but instead made them suppress the shock in their hearts and nodded secretly.

For an alchemist, checking pills with danwen is undoubtedly a blasphemy.

After all, if the judges questioned Xiao Yan, wouldn't that mean that those of them who hadn't refined the Danwen were even more despicable?

Half a minute later, after a short break, everyone who passed the first round of tests began the second round of assessments. As expected, Xiao Yan won the first place again.

Regarding this, the others have already shown a numb attitude and don't even want to compete with him.

Didn’t you see that Dan Wang’s followers were so angry that they almost withdrew from the competition?
Why waste your life when you have nothing to do?
Most people who know they don't have the level to compete for the championship actually come here just to test their own level of alchemy skills and give themselves a chance to show themselves and be appreciated by the big forces.

Time passed by minute by minute. Compared to the upstart Xiao Yan who was full of treasures and making rapid progress, another gray-robed young man who was neither too successful nor too slow but quietly surpassed Liu Ling also attracted the attention of many people.

In the end, in the first two rounds of tests at the Alchemist Conference, Xiao Yan secured the first place with an outstanding performance, while the gray-robed boy naturally took second place.

It's worth mentioning that due to the heavy blow, Liu Ling's performance was so poor that she couldn't even surpass the young princess in the second round, and only took fourth place.
After the competition, in order to prepare for the finals, the conference gave the remaining less than 20 contestants a day of rest so that they could recover to their peak condition.

Finally, this extremely boring competition came to an end. Xiao Yan forced his way around the alluring gazes and admiration of countless beautiful women, found Fa Ma, and told her his request.

"Are you saying that there's something wrong with that gray-robed young man who participated in the competition?"

Fa Ma looked at Xiao Yan, who suddenly looked quite anxious, and couldn't help but said in surprise.

"Well, President Fa Ma, I want to know the information about that gray-robed man. Could you please give me some leniency?" Xiao Yan clasped his fists slightly.

Hearing this, Fa Ma frowned after a moment of recollection, and mused, "So, back at the tournament, that person's soul power was indeed strangely strong. The information about the tournament's contestants is public, so it's okay to tell you."

Soul power is not a dead thing, but like a spring of water, it is easy to identify the abnormality in it.

Xiao Yan's soul power was filled with new vitality, while the gray-robed boy looked younger than Xiao Yan, but there was a hint of melancholy and old age in his soul. Obviously, something was wrong.

The reason why everyone on the field did not pay too much attention to this person's abnormality was because Xiao Yan's presence attracted the attention of most people on the field. Even Fa Ma and others only occasionally cast their eyes on others.

He took out a thick stack of documents, examined them with his soul power for a moment, and then took out a piece of paper with dark green lines. After observing it for a while, his expression finally took on a hint of solemnity.
"This person."

"President Fa Ma is trying to say that this person is from the Izumo Empire, is that correct?"

Xiao Yan looked at the lines on the paper, his eyes fixed, and suddenly said.

When Xiao Yan parted with Xiao Yixian, he learned that she was going to the Izumo Empire and paid special attention to the seal of the Izumo Empire.

The patterns on this piece of paper were exactly the same as what he saw at that time!
"Yes, although the Alchemist Conference is held by the Jia Ma Empire, in order to ensure fairness and justice, we have never refused the participation of alchemists from other countries."

Fa Ma's long eyebrows twitched, revealing a pair of deep old eyes. "Little guy, you are very good. With you here, I am not worried that this person will win the title of champion, so..."

"Haha, don't worry, I don't plan to do anything to him. I just have some guesses in my mind that need to be answered."

After learning about the other party's peculiarity from Fa Ma's mouth, Xiao Yan had already made some judgment in his mind. He immediately smiled and said casually.

He could see that Fa Ma was concerned about the Alchemist Guild's reputation.

"Well, the finals will be tomorrow. I hope nothing unexpected happens. Otherwise, the reputation of our Jia Ma Empire Alchemist Guild will become notorious." Fa Ma sighed with a wry smile.

Not long after, Xiao Yan said goodbye to Fa Ma and walked out of the Alchemist Guild at sunset, walked around several streets and lanes, and then entered a hidden alley.

His face was gloomy and his expression was gray, with the corners of his mouth slightly cracked due to dryness.

With this look, no one would recognize him as the best candidate for the Alchemist Conference Championship even without any disguise.

"Yan Li, a powerful soul who hides his identity, must be very envious of the precious treasure that nourishes his soul, right?"

Xiao Yan let out a long sigh, his eyes drooping as he whispered, "Setting a trap for others to fall into, that's truly her style."

As his palm brushed past the ring, Xiao Yan suddenly had a strange black bottle in his hand. Upon closer inspection of the shape and patterns on it, it was exactly the same as the one Nalan Yanran had obtained in the Mo family!
It is a well-known fact that the Mohist School is affiliated with the Yunlan Sect.

Because of this, Xiao Yan was very clear that the force called "Soul Palace" that Yao Lao had sternly warned him about before he fell asleep must have a close relationship with Yunlan Sect.

The soul bodies collected by the Mohist School must have also fallen into the hands of the Yunlan Sect. He destroyed the Mohist School, so it was normal for him to be retaliated by the Yunlan Sect.

And can Ruoruo, the current deputy leader of the Yunlan Sect, really be free from any connection with her father's arrest?
Xiao Yan is not stupid, but he really doesn't want to accept it.

He clutched the jade bottle tightly in his hand, and then murmured in a tone that was unclear whether it was urgent or confused:

"Mojia. Hunting Soul Ruoruo. I hope I'm wrong."

The mysterious aura hidden in the girl Xiao Jia's mind when he first met her, the helplessness and fragility she showed when they met again in the mountains, and the playful and charming smile she revealed when they walked together in the desert flashed through his mind. Every memory was like a sharp knife cutting into his heart.

"I beg you"

Xiao Yan's face was ferocious and violent, but he spoke the most vulnerable words.

He did not ask for favor from heaven or pity from people, but he was sincere that this matter had nothing to do with his girl.
(End of this chapter)