Mad Doctor No. 9

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Su Zhenhai walking over with another person.

The speaker was an old man wearing an ochre-colored Taoist robe, with a ruddy complexion, a long beard, and eyes as sharp as a hawk's. He was Zhou Muchen's master, the "Danxia Sanren" Chi Yunzi, a master alchemist from Jiangnan.

Behind him, Zhou Muchen's face was still a little pale, and his gaze toward Wang Tian was full of resentment.

The arrival of Chi Yunzi made the atmosphere tense.

Many people looked on with anticipation.

Su Zhenhai stood to the side, a half-smile on his face.

Ye Hongdao said with a gloomy expression, "Daoist Master Chiyunzi, this Mr. Wang is an honored guest of my Ye family. You shouldn't be asking about his background. As for your disciple's matter, everyone saw the rights and wrongs that day. It was just a friendly spar. He was inferior in skill, so how can you say that his Dao heart was broken? Could it be that you can't accept defeat?"

"Hmph!" Chi Yunzi sneered, "Your strength is not something you can decide! I have been studying alchemy for sixty years, and I really want to have a match with this Master Wang!"

"I wonder if Young Master Wang has the courage to accept the challenge! Let's have a contest of Lesser Rejuvenation Pills! Let's see who can produce them faster and with better quality!"

The Lesser Rejuvenation Pill is a common healing and qi-replenishing elixir. It is not difficult to refine, but it requires a high level of basic skills and control over flames from the alchemist.

All eyes turned to Wang Tian.

Clearly, Chi Yunzi was standing up for his disciple while also testing Wang Tian's strength.

If Wang Tian dares not accept the challenge, or performs poorly, his previously accumulated prestige will plummet.

Ye Qingxue looked at Wang Tian with a somewhat nervous expression.

Wang Tian seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere, simply looking at Chi Yunzi and saying, "Sparring? What a waste of time."

"You!" Chi Yunzi roared in anger, and those around him erupted in chaos.

Wang Tian ignored him and turned to Chen Feng, saying, "President Chen, didn't you agree it would be a martial arts exchange? Is this exchange just for these boring guys to cause trouble?"

Chen Feng frowned. Although Chi Yunzi was only a guest elder, he represented the Su family. Wang Tian's attitude was rather impolite.

Just as he was about to smooth things over, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the hall. A member of the alliance hurried over, leaned close to Chen Feng's ear, and whispered something.

Chen Feng's expression shifted, and he announced loudly, "Everyone, this distinguished guest has arrived. Jiang Lan, the young master of the True Martial Sect, has come to pay a visit!"

"Zhenwu Sect?" As one of the top ancient martial arts sects in the north, Zhenwu Sect has a profound foundation, far surpassing the aristocratic families of Jiangnan.

The young master's personal presence speaks volumes about its importance.

A group of people strode in.

The leader, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a dignified bearing. He wore a well-tailored white outfit, with a long sword hanging from his waist. His every step exuded the demeanor of a grandmaster, as profound and imposing as a mountain.

Behind him followed four attendants, each with bulging temples and piercing eyes, clearly skilled fighters.

"Jiang Lan, I apologize for my intrusion and for disturbing you all." The young man smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, his clear voice impossible to ignore.

Chen Feng quickly went to greet him: "Young Master Jiang, it is our greatest honor to have you here. Please have a seat!"

Jiang Lan glanced around, and when she saw Ye Qingxue, a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes. Then, her gaze fell on Wang Tian.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, because even he couldn't see through the ordinary-looking boy in front of him.

"I've long heard that Jiangnan is a land of outstanding people, and seeing you today, it truly lives up to its reputation," Jiang Lan said with a smile, her gaze intentionally or unintentionally falling on Wang Tian. "This friend has an extraordinary bearing. May I ask your name?"

Chi Yunzi stepped forward and sneered, "Young Master Jiang, he is Mr. Wang, who has recently gained fame in Jinling. He has extremely high attainments in alchemy and doesn't take me seriously at all."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow slightly, becoming even more interested in Wang Tian.

"Really? I have some knowledge of alchemy, and I would appreciate any guidance from Young Master Wang."

The pressure immediately shifted from Chi Yunzi to the young master of the Northern Great Sect.

Everyone looked at Wang Tian, ​​wanting to see how he would react to these repeated "challenges."

Wang Tian finally raised his head, looked directly at Jiang Lan, and said calmly, "No need. If you are really interested in alchemy, you can go and take a look."

His tone was calm, yet there was no trace of fear or acceptance of the challenge, giving the impression of ambiguity.

Jiang Lan's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Good! Then I'll wait and see." Without saying anything more, he followed Chen Feng to the main seat.

But everyone knew that the young master of the Zhenwu Sect was present in person and that he was focusing on Wang Tian, ​​which made tonight's exchange meeting more complicated.

Beneath the seemingly harmonious banquet, undercurrents were surging.

The atmosphere at the dinner was somewhat strange.

Jiang Lan, the young master of Zhenwu Sect, the mysterious Wang Tian, ​​Chi Yunzi's disciple, and the Su family all wore unfriendly expressions.

After a few drinks, as is customary, the exchange entered into a true phase of martial arts and alchemy discussions.

The training ground on the east side of the manor, as well as the alchemy room area specially opened on the west side, were also opened at the same time.

Soon, shouts and clashes of energy filled the training ground as some young people eager to make a name for themselves began to spar.

Those who were interested in alchemy, or those with ulterior motives, flocked to the alchemy room area.

In the center of Danfang District, there is an empty stone platform, surrounded by seats, where many people are already sitting.

Several high-grade alchemy furnaces and some commonly used alchemy tools were placed on the stone platform.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Chi Yunzi leaped onto the high platform, looked at Wang Tian, ​​and said loudly, "Fellow Daoists, I, Chi Yunzi, will refine a Lesser Rejuvenation Pill to show my sincerity. I humbly request Master Wang's guidance!"

In the end, he emphasized the words "criticism and correction," which were full of provocation.

Without waiting for anyone's reply, he walked to a pill furnace, waved his sleeve, and a bright yellow flame ignited in the furnace, displaying extremely high fire attributes.

He skillfully processed the medicinal herbs, controlled the heat, added ingredients, mixed them, and formed the pill. His series of movements were fluid and graceful, demonstrating his decades of expertise in alchemy.

Especially during the process of condensing the pill, with a low shout and a hand seal, the medicinal liquid in the pill furnace quickly gathered, and a rich aroma of pills spread out.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the lid of the incense burner was opened, and nine round, brownish-red pills flew out and landed in the jade plate.

The pills were crystal clear and emitted a rich medicinal fragrance.