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"An order?"

Wei Zhong almost burst out laughing when he heard the news.

"It seems Master is doing quite well at the Biluo Sect..."

Yang Chupei nodded:

"After all, my father was also a top-grade alchemist. There are very few people like him in the entire Biluo Sect."

"Even if a contract is signed, the other party won't offend my father; on the contrary, they'll try their best to be on good terms with him..."

Seeing the faint smile on Yang Chupei's face, Wei Zhong understood that her worries about Yang Jingting had been alleviated.

"Let's see how the Black Wind Sect reacts. If Senior Sister has anything to say, let me know. I'll go to the back hall for some seclusion."

Yang Chupei looked up in surprise:

"Junior brother, could it be...?"

Seven days later, Wei Zhong left the pass.

He revealed a portion of his hidden cultivation level and reached the fourth level of Qi Refining.

The successful breakthrough to the fourth level of Qi Refining surprised and delighted many Qingya Sect disciples.

Wei Zhong was no ordinary cultivator; he was an entry-level alchemist within the Qingya Sect, second only to Yang Jingting in terms of alchemy skills.

Breaking through realms is more useful than for most Qingya Sect disciples.

Yang Chupei took out the forty spirit stones she had promised long ago and rewarded Wei Zhong in front of everyone, making the five outer disciples quite envious.

Gu Xue looked at this scene with envy in her eyes, but there was a hint of regret in her expression.

He possesses a mid-grade spiritual root, and in terms of talent, he is second only to Ning Zhiyuan among his peers.

The latter had already broken through to the fifth level of Qi Refining long ago, and even Wei Zhong, whose talent was not as good as his, had reached the fourth level of Qi Refining.

She was the only one trapped at the third level of Qi Refining, unable to make any further progress.

This sense of disparity left her feeling somewhat lost.

After the successful breakthrough, there was no grand celebration within the Qingya Sect.

Wei Zhong turned around and went back into the alchemy room.

Flames rose from the bottom of the black furnace, and this process lasted for half a month.

Half a month later, Wei Zhong emerged from seclusion, clutching a bottle of pills in his hand.

The elixirs in the bottle are round and plump, each one a genuine product.

"A mid-grade Qi-nourishing pill?"

Liu Changqing looked surprised:

"Sixth Junior Brother's alchemy skills have actually reached this level?"

Wei Zhong smiled slightly, looked at his fellow disciples present, and casually tossed the pill in his hand:

"My alchemy skills have improved significantly, and the mid-grade spirit pill business that my Qingya Sect has put on hold can be restarted in the future."

"Please take these few elixirs and try them. See if they are any different from the ones your master refined..."

As an alchemist, Wei Zhong was naturally very clear about the quality of elixirs.

However, he still gave the elixir to his fellow disciples in order to build their confidence.

So what if Master Yang is gone for a short time? As long as Wei Zhong is here, the reputation of Qingya Sect's elixirs will never fall.

Ding Mo and Liao Yuran exchanged a glance, then simultaneously scraped off some of the powder to try. Upon tasting it, their expressions brightened.

"Good pill! Although it's not as pure as the one Master refined, it's definitely top-grade."

"The erysipelas content is below 28%, which is even higher than that of Nashan Yufang."

Shanyu Market is a market established by the three sects of the Iron Sword Sect. It is modeled after Songlin Market and also has a business of alchemy, and similarly sells low-grade Qi-nourishing pills.

However, judging from Ding Mo's words, the quality of the pills seems to be quite poor, barely even being genuine.

"In that case, please, Fourth Senior Brother and Fifth Senior Brother, spread the news of our sect's resumption of elixir production as soon as possible, and give that Shanyu Workshop a good beating."

"Junior brother's insight is brilliant!"

Thanks to the efforts of the two, within half a day, everyone in Songlinfang knew that Qingyamen was about to reopen the sale of mid-grade Qi-Nourishing Pills.

The elixir's creator also spread the word.

It was not Yang Jingting, who had already passed away, but his disciple Wei Zhong, also known as Wei Xiaodan.

"No, we can no longer call him Master Wei Xiaodan. When we meet, we should address him as Master Wei Dan."

"Brother Li is right, but is the pill that Master Wei refines really effective?"

"I heard that he has only been cultivating for four years and making medicine and refining pills for three years."

"With this level of skill, is it really possible to refine genuine pills? Or could it be a defective product with excessive levels of toxins?"

This concern is shared by all practitioners.

However, the cultivator surnamed Li chuckled.

"Why worry about that?"

"Seven days later, Fellow Daoists Ding and Liao from the Qingya Sect will publicly taste the pills."

"We will know the quality of the pills at that time."

Lingshan

The three gathered together, and couldn't help but frown as they looked at the information on the jade slip in their hands:

"Yang Jingting left, and Wei Zhong came along."

"This Qingya Sect is truly dead but not dead."

"With that young Ning boy cultivating, and Wei Zhong refining pills, where did Old Ghost Yang get such good fortune to take on two such disciples?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Xun of Huangshimen couldn't help but sneer:

"It's all because Brother Tie is soft-hearted that he sent out that good-for-nothing Chao Wenhao that day..."

"Old Guo, don't make false accusations!"

"Your junior brother is even less capable than Brother Chao. Even if you replace him, do you think you can wipe out the Qingya Sect?"

The three sect leaders of the Iron Sword Sect, Yellow Stone Sect, and Black Wind Sect still harbor doubts about Chao Wenhao's death.

Although Chao Wenhao was old and frail, he was still a genuine Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator, a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

Having practiced swordsmanship for many years, he had already reached the third level of swordsmanship, the realm of "swordsmanship as silk".

In terms of combat skills, he is undoubtedly a master.

Such an existence is enough to establish a sect, and among the many Qi-refining sects in Cangwu, few can rival it.

But what kind of power does Qingya Sect possess without Yang Jingting, that could cause it to suffer such a major setback?

Tie Guanyun, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, couldn't understand it.

"This was supposed to be a foolproof plan, with the late-stage Qi Refining stage as the final boss. Why did it go wrong?"

"Alright, you two, stop arguing!"

Han Zongyan of the Black Wind Sect quickly stepped in to smooth things over:

"Our three sects went to great lengths, but instead of suppressing the Qingya Sect, we managed to get them to join the Biluo Sect through a roundabout route."

"Nowadays, that old ghost Yang is making a name for himself in the Biluo Sect by relying on his alchemy skills. He is even putting pressure on our sect, demanding that we hand over the Black Wind Sect disciples who attacked his mountain gate that day."

"Such humiliation shows a complete disregard for us..."

Upon hearing Han Zongyan's words, Tie Guanyun and Guo Xun had subtle expressions and did not react until he finished speaking.

"The two of you?"

Han Zongyan reminded him again, and Tie Guanyun coughed twice in a mocking manner:

"Ahem, I have no good solution to this matter either."

"It's up to Brother Han to decide what to do with his own disciple. I still need to arrange Fellow Daoist Chao's funeral, so I'll be leaving now."

Chao Wenhao has been dead for several months, and the seventh day after his death has passed. Why bother with a funeral? Tie Guanyun clearly finds the matter troublesome and is unwilling to get involved.

As soon as Tie Guanyun left, Guo Xun also immediately found an excuse to leave.

The collapse of the former alliance in an instant made Han Zongyan's face darken:

"What an opportunist!"

He pondered deeply, and a ruthless expression gradually appeared on his face:

"Yang Jingting, how dare you deceive me!"

Before long, a challenge was sent to Qingya Gate.

"Disciples from two sects will face off in a duel, a contest of magical arts where life and death are irrelevant?"

Wei Zhong chuckled:

"Does the Black Wind Sect think my Qingya disciples are fools? With such a clear advantage on my side, why would they fight me to the death?"