A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

on the square.

Only Qian Butong and his apprentice Xiong Chumo remained, lying on the ground, ragged and bruised.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiong Chumo covered her face, feeling utterly hopeless.

Who would be so kind as to expose someone's shortcomings in front of the sect leader and all the elders?

They praised the sect leader's masked makeup and said Elder Lengyue's hair bun resembled a chamber pot.

Elder Liu's skirt made her face look sallow, and it also revealed Uncle Kong's miniature vibration magic weapon.

This is no longer just being straightforward.

This is suicidal socializing!

She strongly suspected that her master had taken the Truth Pill, the kind of evil pill that makes you speak your mind.

"Ouch... Ouch... That hurts like hell..."

Qian Butong's face was pressed against the cold bluestone slab, his mind a complete blank.

who am I?

where am I?

What did I do?

How did you get beaten up like this?

He'd been holding back these words, which would offend the entire sect, for decades. Why did he blurt them all out today?

"Medicine!"

A look of horror flashed in Qian Butong's eyes. "It's that Mind-Clearing Pill!"

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he felt a sudden dizziness.

Then, the bluestone slab in his eyes was no longer just a bluestone slab; he could see the subtle veins inside.

You can also see the ancient pines around you, with clear traces of spiritual energy flowing inside.

Then, the design blueprint for the fire-breathing sword that had tormented him for so long automatically appeared.

Three glaring red dots suddenly appeared on the design drawing!

One instance is where the third stroke of the core rune of the Fire Array is engraved backwards.

One location is a transit point on the Sword Ridge Spirit Path; if it is designed to be overloaded, it will inevitably lead to a runaway of spiritual energy.

The last place is where the hilt connects to the blade, where two materials with conflicting properties are used!

"Is this an illusion?"

Qian Butong shook his head; the design blueprint for the fire-breathing sword still hovered in front of him.

This is not an illusion!

This is true!

This is the most real and fundamental flaw of this fire-breathing sword!

It was a problem that had plagued him for months, causing him to suffer from internal heat and loss of face...

The answer was laid bare before his eyes!

"Ha ha ha ha...."

Qian Butong first chuckled softly, then his voice grew louder and louder, and finally it turned into unrestrained, maniacal laughter.

"I see! I see!"

"I understand! I understand everything!"

Qian Butong laughed maniacally.

He stopped laughing.

A thought flashed through his mind as he recalled what Luo Fan had mentioned about the minor flaws in alchemy.

As his thoughts deepened, the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, eventually turning into utter horror.

He suddenly understood!

He realized the truth!

It was a truth he was certain of, yet dared not believe!

That pill was actually refined by Luo Fan!

What master's legacy, what showing off one's limited skills before an expert—it's all bullshit!

Qian Butong wasn't angry at all; if he hadn't had some reservations, he would have just wanted to laugh heartily!

That kid is a genius!

Do not!

He's a genius who doesn't play by the rules!

In the eyes of Qingxiao's stubborn old fogies, such pills were nothing but heretical and bizarre.

But in Qian Butong's eyes, this was a real treasure!

If this is evil and heretical, then what about the orthodox pills in the Pill Hall that only cause diarrhea?

Rubbish!

He finally understood why Luo Fan had been so adamant about not letting him spread the word.

If Qingxiao and his group were to learn of such pills and such alchemy methods, it would be disastrous.

We must label him as a heretic and evil sect, and then do everything we can to expel that kid from the sect. When Brother Li was alive, he had many arguments with Qingxiao.

That old man didn't like Danfeng, and now that Brother Li is gone, only Luo Fan is left.

It would be strange if Qingxiao didn't try to kill him!

"You bald Qingxiao, if you want to mess with that kid, you'd better ask my hammer first!"

Qian Butong got up, his back straight, and said, "Brother Li has good judgment."

That kid Luo Fan is no good at all; he's a hidden gem!

Even if he couldn't afford to pay, he would still protect the apprentice that Brother Li was protecting with his life!

Luo Fan is definitely under his protection. If Qing Xiao dares to extend his claws, he'll stomp on him!

"Master? Don't scare me!"

Xiong Chumo watched her master laugh wildly one moment and stare blankly the next, her heart pounding wildly.

She grabbed Qian Butong's arm, her face full of anxiety, "Have you been beaten senseless?"

Junior Brother Luo Fan is bullied because he has no one to protect him.

She doesn't want that to happen...

"Your master is more clear-headed than ever before."

Qian Butong grinned, looked up at the main hall, and said, "Come on, come back with me. Don't say a word about what happened today. Keep it to yourself!"

Xiong Chumo nodded immediately.

Watching them leave, Luo Fan seemed lost in thought.

He seemed to realize that Qian Butong had cultivated the Eye of Truth; if so, Old Qian could make a fortune.

This is the highest supernatural technique in the art of weapon crafting. With the Eye of Truth, one's mastery of weapon crafting will surely advance!

Luo Fan was about to leave when he suddenly felt his eyes getting hot and itchy, so he had to linger.

Meanwhile, in front of the sect leader's main hall.

Fairy Yunxi stood with her hands behind her back, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the elders around her.

What are your thoughts on today's events?

The farce that just happened, though seemingly absurd, was actually quite strange.

Although Qian Butong is straightforward, he is not one to speak recklessly. However, his words today seem somewhat involuntary.

"Does the sect leader mean the ten Mind-Clearing Pills that Luo Fan took out?"

Liu Linglong spoke first, "I have seen the pills, and they are all of the highest grade of Yellow Rank, of excellent quality."

"Hmph! So what if the quality is good? How can you prove it was made by that kid?"

Master Qingxiao added, "In my opinion, he probably got these pills from somewhere to make up the numbers and try to fool everyone!"

"Perhaps it came from the market."

Kong Lingfei hesitated for a moment.

He then recounted that he had gone to Danfeng that night and that Luo Fan himself had admitted he couldn't refine any pills.

Upon hearing this, Master Qingxiao became even angrier. "Sect Leader, look! This kid not only can't refine pills, but he's also trying to take shortcuts!"

With such a mindset, how can he remain in the sect? We urge the sect leader to expel this boy to uphold the sect's honor!

The atmosphere in front of the hall froze, and after these words, everyone remained silent for a long time.

Until Fairy Yunxi's voice rang out again.

"That day, I ordered Danfeng to hand over ten Qingxin Pills. Did I explicitly state that they must be refined by Luo Fan himself?"

Qingxiao's breath hitched. "This..."

"The fact that Luo Fan thought of going to the market at least proves that he would find a way to preserve the Danfeng inheritance instead of just sitting and waiting for death."

Yunxi stopped looking at him and turned to the crowd. "Besides, Luo Fan is Elder Li's only disciple."

"Elder Li's dying wish was for us to take care of his disciples and preserve the Danfeng lineage. No matter how useless he was, he was still just a person."

She spoke the last sentence very softly, but to Luo Fan, it weighed as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"My Peach Blossom Temple can still afford to maintain it."

Qingxiao's face turned a deep purplish-red.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Yunxi glanced at him indifferently, and he swallowed his words back.

But the resentment and anger in his eyes were almost overflowing.

"Sect Leader! You're condoning this! If he can cheat at the market once, he can do it again!"

Master Qingxiao's breathing was slightly rapid; he had long ago suggested expelling Luo Fan from the sect.

However, Yunxi, out of consideration for their past relationship, temporarily kept that good-for-nothing at Danfeng and even set up some kind of assessment.

"Don't you think he can buy pills from the market every time and hand them over on time every month?"

Yunxi countered with a question.

Master Qingxiao was taken aback.

Yes…

The sect has a considerable monthly demand for pills, and even basic pills represent a significant expense.

Where would Luo Fan, a mere Qi Refining stage disciple, get so many spirit stones?

"Let's leave it at that. Twenty days from now, on the eve of the inner sect competition, Danfeng will need to submit one Qi Condensation Pill as usual for the grand competition reward. We'll make a final decision then."

Yunxi waved her hand, "Until then, he remains a disciple of my sect. Junior Sister Liu and Elder Kong, please stay. Everyone else, please disperse."

The elders bowed and departed.

Luo Fan, who was hiding behind the artificial hill, breathed a sigh of relief, seemingly not expecting the sect leader to protect him.

He was preparing to slip away quietly.

hum!

The Great Dao Furnace in his sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, and a strange heat flow entered his eyes!

next second.

The world has changed in his eyes!

Everything before my eyes was shrouded in a faint aura.

The veins of the bluestone slabs, the spiritual energy of the ancient pine trees, and the protective array patterns hidden on the walls of the main hall.

The spiritual particles floating in the air are all clearly visible!

"Is this the Eye of Truth?"

Luo Fan was shocked.

wrong!

He's more advanced than the kind of person who's awakened by money-grubbing!

Luo Fan tried to look towards the main hall of the sect leader, his gaze penetrating the array barrier.

I saw Fairy Yunxi in front of the palace.

Her figure was shrouded in a hazy, moonlit glow, which was the spiritual energy of her cultivation technique.

Beneath that layer of moon-white light, Luo Fan's spiritual power unconsciously converged in his eyes.

The scene before us began to peel away.

The radiance on the outer layer of Yunxi slowly faded, revealing...

A plain white, form-fitting top outlines her breathtaking curves.

Further down...

Holy crap!

"Why isn't the sect leader wearing any clothes?!"