Throne of Gods: The mighty power of the heavens, the holy dragon descends upon the world!

Chapter 62 The Selection Tournament Returns, This Time Not for Contestants
"I currently have some demon corpses on hand. Can I refine them into elixirs?"

Upon hearing Su Zhe's words, Lin Xin immediately patted his chest and assured him.

"Brother Su, rest assured, my alchemy skills are absolutely top-notch among those of the same level, I can definitely do it!"

Su Zhe smiled slightly. Lin Xin was able to make a name for himself at the Aimei City Grand Auction House, so his alchemy skills must be quite good.

Remove the corpse of the seventh-tier demon lord.

"Is this okay?"

Lin Xin's face stiffened. The demon corpse in front of him looked like it had been dead for a long time, but the faint but powerful aura and sense of oppression still clearly expressed its level.

A seventh-tier demon!

Lin Xin took a deep breath and said awkwardly, "Brother Su, my cultivation is still shallow, and I can only refine sixth-grade pills. This seventh-grade demon..."

Lin Xin's face was bitter. A seventh-order demon's external spiritual power was higher than his internal spiritual power, so he really couldn't refine it.

Su Zhe was speechless, then took out the corpse of the Golden Pattern Twin Blade Demon.

Su Zhe had previously exchanged all the magic crystals for merit points, but the corpse was still there.

How about you take a look at this?

Lin Xin's eyes lit up. "This is a good one."

Lin Xin licked his lips. No wonder his grandfather was amazed by this man. He could casually produce top-quality materials that even his grandfather would have a hard time obtaining.

At this moment, Lin Xin realized that the benefits of cooperating with Su Zhe were not only money, but also the accumulation of alchemy experience.

With so many high-level demon corpses, how can alchemy not progress rapidly?

Hearing Lin Xin say this, Su Zhe felt relieved and took out the corpses of the Great Bird Demon and some sixth-order demon commanders.

The bodies accumulated over the years were brought out, and the entire private room was almost full.

Leaving aside fifth-tier professionals like Lin Xin and Li Xin, even fourth-tier Lin Jialu was almost overwhelmed by the oppressive and bloody demonic aura here.

Lin Xin quickly put it away. Fortunately, his storage ring was large enough, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to hold this fortune.

"Brother Lin, do you have a place to store your materials?" Su Zhe asked, frowning.

This place is too small to hold all his wealth, not to mention it's an auction house. If Lin Xin weren't of high status, someone would probably have already found him by following his aura.

Lin Xin was taken aback, not knowing what Su Zhe meant.

"Of course I have one. It's huge, over a thousand square meters. I bought it all with my savings over the years."

At this point, Lin Xin became slightly proud.

Suddenly, Lin Xin finally realized the meaning behind Su Zhe's words.

"Brother Su means..."

“That’s right, I still have many corpses that I can’t release,” Su Zhe said helplessly.

Lin Xin was overjoyed and didn't have time to watch the rest of the auction. He grabbed Su Zhe and headed out.

Long Haochen and the other two looked at each other and then went out as well.

The auctions that followed weren't very interesting anymore, so I figured I might as well go and broaden my horizons.

Lin Xin led Su Zhe to a warehouse on the outskirts of Aimei City.

Outside the warehouse, there were guards hired by Lin Xin to protect its security.

The magical mechanism was activated, and Lin Xin pulled Su Zhe into the warehouse.

The warehouse is filled with various experiments. The alchemists of the Holy Demon Continent are somewhat different from the alchemists in fantasy novels. They do not just rely on a single furnace to refine medicine, but also need various tools to assist them.

Upon arriving at the place where the corpses of demons and magical beasts were stored, Lin Xin blinked excitedly.

"Brother Su, release him."

Su Zhe nodded. Over the years, he had killed countless demons, and now he could make good use of them.

The beast demons and berserkers were thrown out in droves, while the fourth-rank or higher magic-eyed sorcerers put them down.

In addition, there are hundreds of Tier 5 Emerald Dual-Blade Demons.

Wolf demon, bear demon, demon race.

The sheer variety of items overwhelmed Lin Xin. From initial shock to subsequent numbness, Lin Xin knew he had struck it rich.

"But Brother Su..."

Lin Xin scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

"It would probably take a year to refine all these demon corpses."

Lin Xin said somewhat embarrassedly, feeling that he was really not worthy of Su Zhe's strength.

Su Zhe waved his hand, "It's alright, just refine some of each kind for me first."

Lin Xin breathed a sigh of relief. He still had to focus on his cultivation. If he were to refine medicine for such a long time in one go, he definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.

Afterwards, Su Zhe and Lin Xin discussed which pill to refine first, and then said goodbye.

Because Su Zhe wanted to visit some old friends in the Holy City first, he did not travel with Long Haochen and the other two.

Two days later, Su Zhe arrived in the Holy City.

Alliance government.

After visiting Ye Hua and Han Qian, Su Zhe arrived at Yang Haohan's office.

"Long time no see, you're almost at the eighth level now," Yang Haohan said with a smile.

"Thanks to the Temple's nurturing over the years, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to progress so quickly," Su Zhe said sincerely.

Yang Haohan shook his head. "The temple's resources are just icing on the cake. The most important thing is your talent."

Before Su Zhe could respond, Yang Haohan stood up and walked to a map showing the situation of the human and demon races, and sighed softly.

"Unfortunately, we have too little time. Let's reach the ninth rank as soon as possible, so that our Knight Temple can share more of the pressure with the Alliance."

The Demon Clan was powerful, and Yang Haohan, as the leader of the alliance, received countless messages every day.

Of these, bad news outweighed the bad news.

Su Zhe remained silent. "Within five years, I will definitely reach the ninth level."

Yang Haohan nodded with satisfaction. Su Zhe is only twenty-three years old now, and he will be twenty-eight in five years.

It's been so many years since the Alliance has produced a genius who reached the ninth rank before the age of thirty.

It seems the last one was the Sword God of Light, Ye Wushang.

“There’s no need to push yourself so hard. Relaxing properly is good for your cultivation. The new Demon Hunter Team selection competition is about to begin. Would you like to come with me to take a look?” Yang Haohan asked with a smile.

"Of course, we don't know which temple's contestant will be the champion of this year's selection competition."

With that, Su Zhe stood up and left the Alliance Executive Government with Yang Haohan.

Before long, the Holy City Knights' Grand Trial Grounds came into view. Looking at the familiar building in front of him, Su Zhe smiled slightly.

Five years later, Su Zhe revisited the place, but this time he was no longer a contestant.

They followed Yang Haohan all the way to the presidium.

The platform was already quite full of people, all of whom were high-ranking members of the Knights' Temple.

Many people looked on with surprise when they saw that Yang Haohan was followed by a young man.

"Palace Master Yang."

"Hallmaster."

They were all from the Knights' Temple, and no one addressed them by alliance titles such as leader.

Yang Haohan responded to each one with a smile.

"Palace Master, are these the contestants who participated in this year's selection competition? They look a bit unfamiliar."

Yang Haohan chuckled, "He's not a contestant. He looks unfamiliar because Su Zhe has always been on the front lines, not in the rear."

Seeing many people looking at Su Zhe with surprise, Yang Haohan didn't hide anything.

"That's right, this is Su Zhe, whom we've mentioned many times. He passed the Mithril Foundation assessment two years ago. I'm letting him sit here. Does anyone have any objections?"

(End of this chapter)