Doupo: I'm just an alchemist

Chapter 117 Miracle Doctor!

"It turns out to be Sect Master Mo, the noble young master, and Senior Qishan. Please take a seat."

After Nangong Wuxin heard Lin Long's secret message, the smile on his face became even gentler.

This Mo Tianxing was indeed no ordinary person. For this meeting, he had even brought the heads of the four Dou Huang masters who had escaped half a year ago as gifts to pay him a visit.

Since the other party is so sincere, he should reciprocate, at least give a smile, right?

The moment Mo Tianxing and the other two saw Nangong Wuxin, they were all shocked by this extremely youthful face.

As a Dou Zong master, although Mo Tianxing is not an alchemist, he can have some sense of soul power due to his powerful Dou Qi cultivation.

In his perception, Nangong Wuxin's soul power was like a majestic mountain, which made people feel awe at the first sight.

In comparison, the soul power of Qi Shan, a fifth-grade alchemist, seems to be just so-so, about the same as a small mound of earth?
For Qi Shan, who is also an alchemist, no one can understand better than him how big the gap between the two is.

Because the gap was so huge, Qi Shan was able to sense a trace of soul power that Nangong Wuxin inadvertently revealed.

Just a little bit made him tremble with fear.

Such soul power...is he really not some old monster?
"Haha, I've long heard of Master Wuxin's great name. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is truly well-deserved. He is truly a rare talent, with a dignified appearance."

As an old fox who had lived for who knows how many years, Mo Tianxing was naturally good at singing and dancing, and was good at socializing. As soon as he opened his mouth, he would say all kinds of nice and beautiful words.

Nangong Wuxin couldn't help but smile as he listened.

"Master Mo, you are too kind. Compared to a junior like me, Master Mo has been in charge of the Black Emperor Sect and has stood firm in the Black Horn Region for many years, dominating the area. That is truly remarkable!"

"Haha, Master Wuxin, you can't say that. In the Douqi Continent, the strong are respected. Who says that young people are necessarily inferior to the elderly? In the face of absolute strength, seniority has no effect."

Mo Tianxing shook his head. Anyone can say this, except you.

At just twenty years old, you've already reached the level of a seventh-grade alchemist. If you were given another twenty years, wouldn't you be soaring?

Then you talked about some nonsense about seniority, haha... Do you think I believe it or not?
"Haha, Sect Master Mo is really frank..." Nangong Wuxin raised the corner of his mouth slightly. This person is quite interesting.

No wonder ancient emperors liked to favor treacherous ministers. Who could resist this?
"Master Wuxin, I would like to ask you, how far have you progressed in your journey to becoming a seventh-grade alchemist?"

Qi Shan gritted his teeth. He was really curious. If he didn't find out today, he wouldn't be able to sleep well at night!

Nangong Wuxin was not surprised by this question. Basically, everyone who did business with him would ask this question.

The others also looked at Nangong Wuxin curiously, waiting for his answer.

Nangong Wuxin felt the gazes on him and shook his head.

"It's probably about a high-level seventh-grade one. Although I haven't refined that level of pills before, I didn't feel any difficulty refining a mid-level seventh-grade pill before."

Grade seven, advanced!
Hearing Nangong Wuxin's answer, a storm of shock instantly rose in the hearts of several people.

How long has it been?

Is he about to reach the level of a seventh-grade alchemist?

"As expected of Mr. Wuxin..."

Qi Shan stared wide-eyed at Nangong Wuxin's youthful face, feeling as though he'd been living a dog's life for most of his life. Mo Tianxing was also stunned. Rumor had it that seventh-grade alchemists could be divided into three levels: high, medium, and low. And the next level up from seventh-grade high-level alchemists was the unattainable eighth-grade grandmaster level for them!
This is so scary, is this a true genius?

Mo Ya, who was following his father, looked at the boy who was five years younger than him in disbelief. How could it be possible?

If we were to compare the level of cultivation to that of an alchemist, wouldn't that mean Nangong Wuxin was essentially the equivalent of a high-level Dou Zong, even more powerful than his father?!

Mo Ya was so excited that his aura couldn't help but shake slightly.

Fortunately, Mo Tianxing on the side waved his hand and smoothed out the shock.

"Sorry, I got a little excited."

"If I sensed it correctly just now, Master Mo Ya's aura seemed a bit impatient. It's not a big deal now that he's at the Dou Huang realm, but breaking through to the Dou Zong realm in the future will probably be much more troublesome."

Nangong Wuxin narrowed his eyes. In fact, Mo Ya's fighting spirit was not superficial. It was just that his control over his own strength had not reached the subtle level.

It may not have much impact in normal battles, but in a life-and-death battle between evenly matched opponents, you may suffer some losses.

"Then may I ask, Master Wuxin, do you have any solution?"

Mo Tianxing sighed helplessly. This was what he had been worried about.

He had too high expectations for Mo Ya and spent a lot of rare treasures just to cultivate a second Dou Zong master.

Mo Ya has a high talent for cultivation, and with his intensive training, he has already advanced to the level of Dou Huang at the age of 25.

However, as a Dou Zong expert, Mo Tianxing understood that using resources could only create a Dou Huang expert at best. It was basically impossible to create a Dou Zong expert using resources.

Mo Ya's face turned grim when he heard Nangong Wuxin's words. Who could feel good about being spoken to like that by someone younger than them?
Although this guy is a seventh-grade alchemist...

"Well... I have a seventh-grade marrow cleansing pill here, which can slightly increase the user's cultivation talent. I also have a sixth-grade gas-fired bone-forging pill, which can condense fighting spirit and temper the bones. I can't say it can solve all problems, but it can help a little."

Nangong Wuxin tapped his fingers lightly on the table, thought for a moment, and came up with a suitable pill.

When Mo Tianxing heard this, a look of joy flashed across his face, but he soon regained his composure.

"Master Wuxin, I wonder what price we need to pay to obtain these two kinds of elixirs?"

A seventh-grade elixir sounds extraordinary.

But you get what you pay for. The price of a seventh-grade elixir would make even a Dou Zong expert shudder.

"The Marrow Cleansing Pill is ranked as a mid-level seventh-grade pill. While this type of pill that improves a cultivator's talent isn't as valuable as pills that directly increase their cultivation, it's still much more valuable than recovery-type pills like the Instant Qi Pill."

Nangong Wuxin spoke to Mo Tianxing in a calm tone, analyzing the situation of the pill to him, and then let him empty his pockets convinced.

Mo Tianxing also looked at Qi Shan beside him from time to time. He still had to ask professionals for their opinions on this matter.

However, the key words "seventh-grade elixir" and "improving talent" alone have already made them mentally prepared.

At this moment, Mo Ya looked at Nangong Wuxin with eyes full of admiration.

What a miracle doctor!
At this time, Qi Shan expressed that he was in a difficult situation. He was just a "small" fifth-grade alchemist. How much could he know about the existence of seventh-grade elixirs?
　Sorry, I'm not in a good mood today, so I'll just update once. I always feel something is wrong with the last chapter, let me revise it

　　
　
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