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"I am willing to join your esteemed organization, but I have one condition." Han Yao's calm voice rang out in the hall, and everyone's attention was drawn to him.

“My junior sister dislikes this Brother Chen Mu very much, and I dislike him too. Therefore, I hope Senior Gong will abolish his cultivation and expel him from the sect. In the future, I will do my best to serve the sect.”

As Han Yao spoke casually, he glanced at Li En, his eyes showing no arrogance of victory, only condescending contempt.

Li En laughed. He had guessed that Gong Li would ask this eighth-grade alchemist from the Pill Tower for help, but he hadn't expected the two of them to be so direct, actually having Gong Yangyan cripple his cultivation.

This was at the main hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Besides Gong Yangyan, there were two other one-star Dou Zun and a group of Dou Zong experts around. Li En didn't want to put himself in a passive position, so he chuckled and said:
"Crim my cultivation? Expel me from the sect? You're already trying to take charge before even joining the Myriad Swords Pavilion?"

He then turned to look at Gong Yangyan above and asked loudly, "I wonder if the Sect Master also intends to expel me from the sect?"

Gong Yangyan remained silent with an expressionless face. Of course, he was unwilling to expel Li En directly, as it concerned the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. However, he hesitated for the sake of Han Yao, an eighth-grade alchemist.

That's an eighth-grade alchemist! There are only a handful of them in the entire Dou Qi Continent, and almost all of them reside in the Pill Tower or the top-tier powerful forces. The Myriad Swords Pavilion originally had no right to possess one of them, but now that the opportunity is right in front of them, how could they give it up?

Seeing Gong Yangyan remain silent, Li En understood his thoughts, so he shook his head and smiled, saying:
"So this is the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion? Well then, it's a disgrace for such a sect to remain."

Rean's voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone present feel their heads buzz and their cheeks burn. However, they shared the same thought as Gong Yangyan: sacrificing Chen Mu for an eighth-grade alchemist didn't seem like a bad idea.

"I voluntarily withdraw from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, but as for crippling my cultivation, that won't be so easy." Li En smiled coldly, his gaze fixed on Han Yao.

“I have been trained by the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion since I was a child, and I will repay this kindness myself. It is not up to an outsider like you to tell me what to do.”

"Repay?" Gong Li suddenly sneered, "What will you use to repay? Do you think everything you have wasn't given to you by my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion?"

Li En glanced at Gong Li, ignoring her, and turned to Gong Yangyan, saying, "I will repay the more than thirty years of training with an eighth-grade pill. I wonder if the Pavilion Master thinks that is enough?"

"An eighth-grade pill!" Gong Yangyan was shocked, and everyone else in the hall exclaimed in surprise.

Not to mention them, even Han Yao, who was an eighth-grade alchemist, was somewhat shocked. Although he was an eighth-grade alchemist, he had only ever refined one eighth-grade pill, and that was by chance.

The difficulty of refining an eighth-grade pill is unimaginable. Although Han Yao barely made it into the ranks of eighth-grade alchemists, the probability of successfully refining an eighth-grade pill is less than 10%.

Moreover, the cost of refining an eighth-grade pill is extremely high each time. One reason is the expensive materials, as the materials for refining eighth-grade pills are extremely rare, and even the Wanjian Pavilion's treasury may not have many.

Secondly, there's the Dan Lightning. Once the terrifying Dan Lightning descends, only a Dou Zun-level expert can withstand it. Of course, Han Yao can't always find a Dou Zun-level expert to protect him.

Therefore, he only successfully refined one Rank 8 pill. Even if he were given enough materials, it would be extremely difficult for him to refine a second Rank 8 pill.

The fact that Li En was able to produce an eighth-grade pill truly shocked everyone. The value of an eighth-grade pill was no less than that of a Dou Zun expert.

"You have an eighth-grade pill?" Han Yao looked at Li En with a face full of suspicion. Without a doubt, in his eyes, a Dou Huang like Li En was not qualified to obtain an eighth-grade pill. "An eighth-grade pill? I don't have one." Li En snorted coldly. As soon as he said this, everyone present changed color. What nonsense are you talking about? Are you kidding us?
“However…” Rean flipped his hand and took out a small black cauldron. As soon as the cauldron appeared, it instantly erupted with the roar of ten thousand beasts. The sound was earth-shattering and horrifying to everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, the small cauldron swelled to the height of a person and hovered in front of Rean.

"The Myriad Beasts Cauldron! Seventh on the Pill Cauldron Ranking!" Han Yao exclaimed in disbelief, and the others in the hall who knew about the Pill Cauldron Ranking were also shocked.

The fact that the Myriad Beasts Cauldron, ranked seventh on the Pill Cauldron Ranking, was in Rean's hands was unbelievable to everyone.

What was even more unbelievable to them was Rean's next move: he took out various precious medicinal herbs and began to refine pills!
Beneath the icy dome of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion's main hall, wisps of green smoke curled around a bronze alchemy furnace.

Rean stood before the Myriad Beasts Cauldron with his eyes lowered, the pale gold patterns at the corners of his eyes faintly visible amidst the fragrant medicinal aroma.

Those phoenix eyes were like amber refined for a thousand years, with the afterimage of the Azure Lotus Karmic Fire flowing deep within the iris. When the gaze swept over the jade slip on the table, it reflected the fine, gossamer-like incantation runes.

A dark purple cinnabar pattern hangs three inches between his brows, complementing his sword-like eyebrows that slant upwards towards his temples, like an ice blade cleaving through the twilight.

A cinnabar mole adorned the left side of his nose, resembling a thousand-year-old fire essence condensed at the bottom of an elixir cauldron. His thin lips were pursed in a half-smile, the lines of which seemed to conceal the secrets of seventy-two fire-controlling hand seals.

Her waist-length silver hair was unbound, the ends of which were tinged with the faint blue light of meteorite sand. Whenever the alchemy furnace rose with blue flames, golden pharmacopoeia Sanskrit characters would appear between her strands of hair.

Where the frost-colored wide sleeves fell, the eighth-rank blue flame pattern embroidered on the hem of the garment flickered with each breath, resonating with the seventy-two ancient swords suspended in the air in the ancestral hall, producing a subtle, clear sound.

What's most peculiar is that half an inch below his eyelids, two pale blue blood vessels have condensed into the pattern of a phoenix tail feather, as if sealing an ancient elixir soul beneath his pale skin.

When their gaze sweeps over the alchemy furnace, their pupils suddenly contract into vertical lines, as if they can pierce through the medicinal spirit energy beyond the nine heavens.

As Rean's hands flickered like phantoms, the pills inside the cauldron slowly took shape. The flames he unleashed contained traces of the aura of the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire, causing everyone in the hall to feel a terrifying heat.

Just then, with a loud boom, a terrifying bolt of lightning descended from the sky.

"Eighth-grade Dan Lei!" At this moment, people could no longer remain calm. They were all horrified, especially Gong Li and Han Yao. They never expected that Li En would suddenly display such terrifying alchemist strength.

The fact that an eighth-grade pill was successfully refined in one go, attracting a thunderbolt to the world, clearly indicates that the refinement was successful.

At this moment, Gong Yangyan, who was in shock, had already blocked the pill lightning for Li En. As the pill lightning continued to descend, the pill inside the cauldron gradually took shape.

Netherworld Elixir! Five-Colored Pill Lightning! (End of Chapter)