Chapter 587: Chapter 594: A moment of Heavenly Brilliance! Breaking Illusion into Void! (Fourth Update)
Everyone looked at Li Cangxu in surprise, their gazes towards Yang Zhen becoming odd.
“What… what can I say? Yang Zhen really messed up this time.”
“He was aiming to disrupt the Ghost Pill Master’s cognition, but he ended up aiding Li Cangxu instead. Now that Li Cangxu has assimilated Yang Zhen’s path, there will come a day when he will be unable to advance further and be forced to sever his path. How could Yang Zhen survive then?”
“Wait until then? With Li Cangxu’s madman personality, would he even wait till then?”
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord stood unmoving, watching Li Cangxu with a complex expression. He sighed and said, “I did not anticipate this outcome…Yang Zhen…what a pity!”
No one knew whether the “pity” referred to by Heavenly Snow Saint Lord was for Yang Zhen or Li Cangxu.
Given the strength of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land, no one believed that Yang Zhen could withstand Li Cangxu’s path severance. As Li Cangxu had assimilated Yang Zhen’s path, Yang Zhen had to die for Li Cangxu to reach his full potential.
Li Cangxu stood his ground, quietly watching Yang Zhen. He nodded and said, “I will wait for you to refine your pill.”
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped. Yang Zhen’s actions were hard to fathom, and who could understand the madness of Li Cangxu?
With the situation as it was, the Ghost Pill Master seemed to have been forgotten. Even with the broken Skull Furnace, even if Yang Zhen turned a pile of excrement into a pill, he was clearly the victor in this contest.
The Ghost Pill Master’s cognition was now shattered. Given his current state, it was already remarkable that he could regain his senses, let alone refine pills.
After Li Cangxu finished speaking, he watched Yang Zhen with a smile. When everyone’s eyes fell on Yang Zhen, they all had strange looks on their faces.
At this time, could Yang Zhen still calmly refine a pill?
Sure enough, Yang Zhen shook his head. Just as everyone was about to let out a sigh, Yang Zhen suddenly clapped his hands and said, “You don’t have to wait!”
Everyone watched as Yang Zhen pulled out a large pill bottle, held up the pill furnace with both hands, and poured out a bottleful of jade-like liquid, their eyes bulging out in surprise.
How…how could this happen?
Everyone was dumbstruck, exchanging looks of disbelief. Who would have thought this would be the outcome? Wasn’t this the Alchemy Grandmaster who was supposed to refine pills and reveal celestial phenomena when a pill was successfully refined?
Did it end just like that?
What was that pile of stuff he poured out?
The Ghost Pill Master looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, pointing at him in fury and asking, “Yang Zhen, are you playing me for a fool?”
“Playing you?” Yang Zhen paused, shook his head, pried away the drooling cat’s head from the bottle, nodded in satisfaction after closing its lid, then addressed the Ghost Pill Master, “No, everything’s fine. Why would this Sao Saint play you?”
“If you’re not playing with me, then what did you just produce?” The Ghost Pill Master roared out, looking at Yang Zhen with an expression of frustrated rage, as if he’d been swindled.
The crowd too stared blankly at Yang Zhen. Was this…a failure?
Were these two here to make a comedy show?
One’s pill furnace was shattered, his cognition broken, the other had been refining for half the day and ended up creating… soup?
Who actually won?
In the crowd, GuanGuan looked at the pill bottle in Yang Zhen’s hand in disbelief. She sniffed the air, catching the fragrance of the pill, and her eyes went wide as saucers. Noticing the drooling cat repeatedly reaching for the bottle only to be pushed away by Yang Zhen, her eyes grew even larger.
The Little Fatty watched Yang Zhen in disbelief, then looked at GuanGuan. He approached her and asked in confusion, “Miss Guan, what happened with Yang Zhen? Did he fail?”
GuanGuan shook her head, saying, “I…I don’t know. Perhaps it wasn’t a failure, but… why didn’t it turn into a pill?”
Little Fatty snorted, looking disappointed, and said, “If it didn’t turn into a pill, isn’t that a failure? What is this soup supposed to be?”
Even the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord and Heavenly Snow Saint Lord were bewildered, staring at Yang Zhen as though they hadn’t expected this outcome.
Taken aback, Li Cangxu burst into laughter. He pointed at Yang Zhen and said, “It’s good in a way. You abandoned the great path of cultivation and strayed onto the path of alchemy. Now that you have failed, you should concentrate on your cultivation for the future…”
“Who said it was a failure?” Yang Zhen looked at Li Cangxu and the Ghost Pill Master strangely, and snorted, “Does a pill have to be round? Who made that rule?”
Who made that rule?
Everyone was stunned.
Damn it, who dictates these things? Weren’t all the pills round since the emergence of alchemists?
“Yang Zhen, stop talking nonsense. A failure is a failure. Do you think everyone here is a fool?” The Ghost Pill Master scoffed and turned to the Heavenly Snow Saint Lord and Heavenly Spring Saint Lord, saying, “Saint Lords, Yang Zhen’s alchemy has failed. The competition remains undecided; therefore, I respectfully request another match.”
Upon hearing the Ghost Pill Master’s words, everyone present was astonished. Evidently, with Yang Zhen’s failure in alchemy, the Ghost Pill Master’s heart was totally at ease. Despite not knowing what kind of pill Yang Zhen intended to concoct, he had failed in the end. Without the Skull Furnace, wouldn’t it be easy for the Ghost Pill Master to surpass Yang Zhen?
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord wore a grim expression, while a smirk emerged on the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord’s face. He said, “So be it. You two can compete again, but this time, neither of you shall disturb the other. Give it your all…”
“No need!”
While the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord was still speaking, a crisp voice suddenly interrupted. Hearing this, everyone present turned to look at the source of the voice.
It seemed that GuanGuan had conjured up the courage to speak up. When she saw everyone looking at her, she hesitated for a moment then grit her teeth, walked to side of Yang Zhen, and stared at the Ghost Pill Master with determination, saying, “There is no need for a rematch, Ghost Pill Master. You can’t win against Yang Zhen!”
“What?”
Berated by a young girl, the Ghost Pill Master experienced a surge of anger. He glared at GuanGuan and snarled, “Young lady, be careful with your words. They might bring you disaster.”
Yang Zhen exclaimed in amusement, gave the Ghost Pill Master a look, and said, “Damn, do you feel accomplished by intimidating a little girl? If you utter another word, don’t you believe this Sao Saint will turn you into a cockroach?”
The Ghost Pill Master’s expression changed at Yang Zhen’s words. He was about to speak when the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord snorted and looked at GuanGuan, asking, “Little girl, what did you mean by ‘no need for another match?'”
GuanGuan looked up at the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord and said, “Because… because what Yang Zhen concocted was… the Sky Flower Pill!”
What?
Upon hearing ‘Sky Flower Pill’, the Heavenly Spring Saint Lord’s expression hardened. Surprised, he revealed a slight fluctuation in his temperament. The intense aura inadvertently emitted from him caused all the tables and chairs shattered by Li Cangxu to disintegrate into dust.
Sky Flower Pill!
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord’s eyes also filled with disbelief. He hurriedly stepped forward, scrutinizing the soup in Yang Zhen’s hand and hesitated to ask, “GuanGuan, are you sure this is the Sky Flower Pill?”
GuanGuan looked at Yang Zhen and noticed the expression in his eyes. Suddenly, she broke into a smile and said, “Yes, it’s definitely the Sky Flower Pill!”
The Heavenly Snow Saint Lord gasped in awe, murmuring, “Sky Flower in a flash, breaking through illusions, elevating cultivation. The mythical Sky Flower Pill, said to help any practitioner raise their cultivation level instantly, regardless of its rank, this…this is impossible! An Alchemy Grandmaster couldn’t possibly concoct such an unimaginably potent pill, and moreover, what Yang Zhen concocted wasn’t even a pill, but… a liquid!”
With an adoring look on her face, GuanGuan looked at Yang Zhen as if he were her idol. She began to explain, “Exactly, an Alchemy Grandmaster couldn’t possibly concoct the Sky Flower Pill. So, Yang Zhen never intended to make it into a pill. This is, this is…”
“A form of diluted Sky Flower Pill, oh wait, it should be known as the Sky Flower Soup.” Yang Zhen chimed in, laughing heartily.