Battle Through the Heavens: I confronted Xiao Yan, and he begged me to be his elder brother.

Chapter 68 Ninth-Grade Pill? Elder Lin's Mentality Collapses

Upon arriving at the alchemy room at the bottom of the Heavenly Flame Refining Tower, one is greeted by a large hall surrounded by several smaller rooms.

Just as the two entered, a woman walked out of one of the rooms.

The two sides met and paused for a moment.

"Master." The woman greeted Elder Lin, then her curious gaze fell on Hun Cang, scrutinizing him for a few seconds. "You are Hun Cang, aren't you?"

"Hmm." Hun Cang nodded slightly, didn't talk much, and beckoned Elder Lin into the alchemy room.

Seeing this, the woman followed with curiosity, but was stopped at the door by Elder Lin: "Yun'er, your master and Hun Cang have some business to attend to, please don't disturb us."

"Master, are you going to refine pills?" Mu Yun stood on tiptoe, her gaze passing over Elder Lin, and noticed that Hun Cang had already taken a seat.

"That's about right. Go and cultivate first. If you have any questions, I'll answer them for you later," Elder Lin said vaguely.

In fact, he lacked confidence and worried that if he were to be outdone by Hun Cang, he would lose all face.

"Does Hun Cang only agree to become a disciple after witnessing Master's alchemy skills with his own eyes?" Staring at the light screen blocking her view, Mu Yun stood there for a few seconds before leaving.

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inside the house.

"Let's begin," Hun Cang said to Elder Lin, who had sat down, and then took out his alchemy cauldron.

Hiss... Is this for real?! Seeing the pill cauldron in Hun Cang's hand, Elder Lin's eyes immediately turned serious.

For alchemists, the alchemy cauldron is undoubtedly their bread and butter.

The fact that Hun Cang could directly pull out a medicine cauldron proves to some extent that he really knows how to refine medicine. Coupled with the strange fire he possesses, his strength is probably not low at all.

However, as Elder Lin's gaze swept over Hun Cang's young face, he felt a surge of confidence.

It's alright. I've been immersed in alchemy for so many years, there's no way I can be inferior to a young upstart.

After giving himself a silent encouragement, Elder Lin also got into the zone.

The test pill is simply a test of a person's control over the fusion of flame temperature and medicinal properties. The strength is assessed by the patterns and luster that appear on the final surface of the pill.

Because it lacks medicinal properties, the materials for the test pill are not expensive, and Elder Lin often conducts assessments when teaching his disciples, so they are readily available on-site.

Having obtained the materials, Hun Cang threw them directly into the cauldron. He rubbed his hands together, and flames appeared before being thrown into the cauldron.

Elder Lin did the same, raising his hand to open a tubular object next to him and extracting a wisp of ethereal flame from it.

The two began refining the medicine, and there was not a sound in the room.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

Although they couldn't see the specific situation inside the cauldron, they could sense each other's progress by comparing their faces.

Compared to Hun Cang's calm and collected demeanor, Elder Lin's forehead was now beginning to bead with sweat.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Elder Lin's expression grew increasingly solemn, and blood vessels appeared in the depths of his eyes. He stared intently at the cauldron in front of him, his breathing slowing as if he were suppressing something.

From his trembling eyes, one could sense Elder Lin's inner excitement.

Soon, he thrust out with one palm, and the lid of the cauldron in front of him flew off, and a streak of light rushed out with lightning speed.

The first reaction of that beam of light was to run away.

However, the alchemy room was sealed, and Elder Lin froze the stream of light, grasping it directly into his palm with his five fingers clenched.

The light faded, revealing a perfectly round, flawless pill.

The pill was covered with patterns, connected end to end, outlining each other, totaling eight patterns.

"Unfortunately, it's still just a little bit short." Elder Lin sighed and shook his head in frustration as his gaze fell on the flaw in the topmost stripe.

If these lines can be connected, it proves that he is qualified to take the exam for an eighth-grade alchemist certification.

"It's alright. This is the last test pill I've ever refined. I'm sure I'll have no problem winning against Hun Cang." Playing with the pill, Elder Lin let out a breath, as if all the fatigue of the past few days had vanished.

when!

Just then, a sound came from behind.

"Is Hun Cang finished too?" Before he could turn around, Elder Lin recognized the voice as the sound of the cauldron being opened after the pill was completed.

A pill floated quietly about a meter above the cauldron, its light flowing, pure and clear, like the radiance of the bright moon in the sky.

"Elder Lin, please take a look." Hun Cang let out a long breath, and with a wave of his hand, the pill flew towards Elder Lin, who had turned around, as if it had a spirit.

Elder Lin subconsciously raised his hand to grasp it, and when he opened it, a flawless pill, as white as jade, appeared before his eyes.

The subtle fluctuations emanating from the pills were far stronger than those I had refined myself.

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Observing the patterns on Dan's body, each one is perfectly placed, as if naturally formed, one after another, one link after another.

Suddenly, Elder Lin's body trembled slightly, his pupils contracted sharply, and he stared intently at a faint, emotionless pattern on the pill's body, beyond the eight lines on the pill's body.

"Nine, nine, nine?!" Elder Lin raised his head, staring at Hun Cang with a horrified expression, his voice trembling.

Hun Cang nodded calmly and sighed, "Alas, I am still too young. If I could cultivate for a longer period of time, and once my soul reaches the Heavenly Realm, I could easily obtain ninth-grade pills."

"Heavenly Realm..." Elder Lin's lips twitched violently as he said incredulously, "You're already a Spirit Realm soul?"

"Huh? You don't know that? Then how come you're an eighth-grade alchemist?" Hun Cang looked surprised, then slapped his forehead. "Oh, I forgot, you said seventh grade, almost eighth grade."

puff!

Elder Lin's painstakingly refined pills were crushed into powder by him in his excessive anger, and the powder slowly slipped through his fingers.

"How about it? It won't be a waste of your time to become my disciple, will it?" Hun Cang changed Elder Lin's previous words and returned them to him.

Why do I feel such a strong urge to hit someone... Elder Lin's chest heaved violently as he stared intently at Hun Cang, speechless.

There was no way around it; judging from Hun Cang's performance, he was indeed stronger than him.

Taking a ninth-grade alchemist as a disciple is not shameful, even in the entire Dou Qi Continent, so why would you say it's unfair?

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that the other party must not be a young man!

"How did you do that?" Elder Lin asked, unable to contain his doubts.

Hun Cang smiled faintly and stopped teasing Elder Lin. After all, he still needed Elder Lin's help to get closer to the Fallen Heart Flame.

He slightly modified the words he had said to the Soul Emperor and repeated them to Elder Lin.

Given the atmosphere of Canaan Academy and his recent interactions with Elder Lin, Hun Cang wasn't worried that the other party would harm him or try to steal anything.

Indeed, after his initial shock, Elder Lin gradually calmed down.

That's more like it. Receiving the inheritance is just good luck. Otherwise, if I had practiced hard for over a hundred years and ended up being inferior to a young man, what would be the point of living? I might as well just pick up a block of tofu and smash my head against it.

"Um... Hun Cang, could we please not mention the matter of becoming disciples again?" Elder Lin touched his face, somewhat embarrassed.

Hun Cang said calmly, "Don't you want to continue improving your alchemy skills?"

Elder Lin was speechless. If he didn't have a real passion for alchemy, how could he have studied it for over a hundred years?

Hun Cang smiled slightly: "I have a plan..."

He beckoned Elder Lin to come closer and whispered a few words in his ear. Elder Lin's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Good, that's a great idea. You young people really know how to think fast!" Elder Lin said with a satisfied smile.

(End of this chapter)