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Chapter 183 The Covetousness of the Elder from the Netherworld Demon Sect!

The intense heat lasted only a moment before it abruptly extinguished, turning into a warm, lingering warmth that nourished the already formed elixir.

The moment the furnace lid was opened, a clear, refreshing aroma, like morning dew in the mountains and carrying a pleasant fragrance, swept out, invigorating everyone in the hall and as if their minds had been cleansed.

At the bottom of the furnace, five translucent pills, like blue glass, with a faint spiritual light flowing inside, floated quietly.

The surface of the pill was smooth and flawless, with layers of halos emanating an incomparably pure and powerful calming and tranquilizing force.

Jade Dew Heart-Clearing Pill, five pills per batch, each one of the finest quality!

Meng Yanqing stepped forward again and put the pills away in a jade bottle. Even though he was completely ignorant of alchemy, he could sense that the spiritual energy and Daoist charm of this batch of pills far surpassed those of the previous two alchemists.

This time, however, the Crimson Sun Alchemist and the gray-robed elder could no longer remain calm!
If Luo Qianning's previous ability to refine an eighth-grade top-quality pill could be explained by "extraordinary talent" and "solid foundation," then it could be attributed to her.

Now, he has even refined a seventh-grade pill, which is much more difficult to refine, and it is of the highest quality!

This was completely beyond their comprehension.

See this scene.

The Red Sun Alchemist suddenly stood up, his face filled with disbelief and shock. He stared intently at the jade bottle in Meng Yanqing's hand, his lips trembling slightly: "A seventh-grade Jade Dew Heart-Clearing Pill, and it's top-grade again?"

"How is this possible!"

Master Chiyang had already made a name for himself at a young age, and he boasted that his talent in alchemy was extraordinary. He believed that it was only a matter of time before he became a grandmaster of alchemy.

However, even with his exceptional talent in alchemy, he was well aware of the difficulty in refining a top-grade seventh-rank pill.

That requires an incredible level of control and understanding!
Compared to the young man before him, his talent was like a firefly compared to the bright moon!
An indescribable sense of frustration and inferiority welled up inside me.

The gray-robed old man, who had been silent all along, suddenly looked up, and his originally cloudy eyes burst forth with an almost tangible gleam of greed!

The light was intense and frenzied, fixed on Luo Qianning as if it were looking at a priceless treasure!
This old man was not some rogue alchemist.

He is a revered alchemist from the Netherworld Demon Sect of Southern Continent!

The Netherworld Demon Sect is infamous and notorious in the Southern Continent.

Within the sect, the law of the jungle prevails, and infighting among fellow disciples is commonplace. They frequently slaughter ordinary people and villages to cultivate evil arts. The various atrocities committed by the sect in the Southern Continent are too numerous to recount.

The reason why it was not wiped out by the Righteous Alliance was entirely because the sect leader of the Netherworld Demon Sect was powerful, having reached the Nascent Soul stage, and the sect's strongholds were secretive and its actions were unpredictable.

Within the Netherworld Demon Sect, there exists an extremely insidious and evil cultivation technique.

The Great Technique of Possessing the Body in the Netherworld!
This technique has been passed down for thousands of years. It can not only steal people's memories, but also forcibly plunder other people's talents and comprehension and graft them onto oneself!
This gray-robed old man was originally an ordinary, unremarkable mortal who, by chance, was kidnapped to the Netherworld Demon Sect to be used as the lowest-ranking consumable.

By sheer chance, he learned this technique of possession.

It was by constantly seizing the meager talents of others that he gradually climbed from an ordinary person to the position of a "respected" alchemist.

However, the talent he possessed was mixed and impure.

Moreover, the higher the level of talent, the harder it is to find and seize, causing his alchemy realm to remain stuck at a bottleneck, making it difficult to make any progress.

He had long heard about the inheritance of the Xuan Dan Zhenren of Yaowang Mountain, and his purpose in coming here was not only to inherit the legacy, but also to find a suitable "cauldron".

Seize his talent for alchemy!
Although the Red Sun Alchemist has good talent, it is not much different from his own abilities. Moreover, he comes from a prestigious family and has a profound background, making him difficult to approach.

So after their brief encounter, he abandoned the idea of ​​seizing the other's body. But Luo Qianning's appearance, especially his almost monstrous comprehension and talent in alchemy, instantly ignited the most intense fire of greed in the old man's heart!
"A prodigy whose talent is unparalleled in a thousand years. If I could seize this boy's talent and comprehension, my alchemy skills would surely advance by leaps and bounds, and I might even have a chance to glimpse the fourth-grade alchemy realm!"

The old man's heart was screaming wildly, and his eyes as he looked at Luo Qianning were filled with a possessive desire to have her at all costs.

As for Meng Yanqing, the protector beside Luo Qianning who only had the cultivation of body refinement?
The old man sneered inwardly. Foundation Establishment stage cultivators were no threat to him in the face of his hidden demonic arts and numerous insidious methods; he didn't take them seriously at all.

The atmosphere inside the main hall suddenly became strange and dangerous because of Luo Qianning's production of this batch of top-grade seventh-rank pills.

The competition for succession continues, but a hidden killing intent has quietly locked onto the seemingly glamorous Luo Qianning.

Meng Yanqing seemed to sense something, her brows furrowed slightly, and she took a step forward, guarding Luo Qianning's side even more vigilantly.

The Red Sun Alchemist took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, but the look he gave Luo Qianning was no longer one of contempt.

He understood that there was probably an insurmountable gap between him and this young man in terms of talent in alchemy.

However, this doesn't mean he's willing to admit defeat and give up on this trial.

Without further hesitation, the Red Sun Alchemist turned around abruptly, his gaze fixed intently on the areas on the wall where the light was even more profound and complex.

A sixth-grade elixir formula!

He must give it his all.

Although the quality of his pills after they were made was far inferior to that of Luo Qianning.

But he still has the confidence to compete in terms of the rank of elixirs!

He admitted that Luo Qianning's talent in alchemy was indeed very strong.

But the foundation he has built up over the years is not to be underestimated!

The gray-robed old man slowly withdrew his unsettlingly greedy gaze, lowered his eyelids again, and seemed to have returned to his taciturn and decrepit self.

However, the aura emanating from him was even colder than before, like a venomous snake poised to strike in the shadows.

He also began to carefully select sixth-grade pill formulas, but the occasional glances he gave Luo Qianning were icy cold and devoid of any warmth.

Meng Yanqing took in everything, especially the aura of greed that the gray-robed old man occasionally exuded, which set off alarm bells in his mind.

Meng Yanqing subtly shifted his feet, completely shielding Luo Qianning within the range of his body's protection. The internal furnace meridian was secretly accelerating its operation, like a volcano about to erupt, poised to burst forth.

He whispered to Luo Qianning, who was meditating, "Brother Luo, be careful of that gray-robed old man. His eyes are unfriendly, and he may have malicious intentions."

Luo Qianning slowly opened his eyes, a hint of coldness flashing deep within his clear gaze. He nodded gently, "I understand, thank you for the reminder, Brother Meng."

"It's alright, you focus on refining the pills, leave everything else to me."

Meng Yanqing spoke in a calm tone, with an undeniable firmness.

As long as he's here, no one can touch Luo Qianning!

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