radicalducati 1107. The crisis has passed.
1107. The crisis has passed.
Wei Jiangyuan looked at Lei Jingxiao, breathed a sigh of relief, and his face returned to its usual nonchalant smile: "It's up to you!"
Lei Jingxiao didn't turn around; his answer was simple and forceful: "Don't worry!"
The terrifying lightning summoned by the ninth-grade elixir surged down rapidly and violently, but Lei Jingxiao simply thrust his golden spear into the air, and bolts of lightning precisely struck the spear. As the spear's master, Lei Jingxiao was naturally bathed in the lightning. Without exception, these pill lightning bolts were forcefully neutralized by him, and not even a wisp of power could escape.
Lei Jingxiao was even reluctant to use combat techniques at this moment, so he used his lightning spear to draw out lightning, and then fought against the lightning with punch after punch, accompanied by roars and howls from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, he was not only catching lightning, but also releasing the bitterness in his heart.
These days, when he thinks back on everything that has happened, he feels only deep sorrow.
His mother's death, his father's indifference, and his own meaningless expectations were all things that caused him immense pain. No one could completely help him resolve this.
And now, this state of unrestrained and fierce fighting is the best way for him to vent his frustrations.
Wei Jiangyuan then used the Flame of Life to control the pill that had transformed into a young girl and was trying to escape. The ninth-grade pill had already developed sentience and knew what methods it could use to escape.
However, these pills are not yet able to control the powerful energy within their bodies. Facing a Dou Sheng expert, even the most exquisite transformation techniques are ultimately futile.
If Wei Jiangyuan were to nurture it, this pill might be able to gradually control its medicinal power within its body and become a powerful entity. After thousands of years of growth, it might even have the chance to reach the level of the Pill Tower Ancestor.
However, the pills Wei Jiangyuan refined were naturally meant for consumption, so he couldn't let them run wild. The old man Shennong had already told him about the relevant precautions, and Wei Jiangyuan skillfully brought them under complete control, transforming them back into a pill the size of a longan, which he then carefully stored away.
After doing all this, Wei Jiangyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Becoming a ninth-grade alchemist was a hurdle he had to overcome himself. He believed he couldn't defeat Xiao Yan, so the only way to get out of this predicament was to conquer himself and do something he himself didn't believe he could do.
Now, he is a true ninth-grade alchemist, and to be precise, he has indeed surpassed Xiao Yan. Before Xiao Yan successfully produced that pill, he was only an eighth-grade alchemist.
"Awesome! Hahahaha!"
Wei Liangyuan burst into laughter from the bottom of his heart. This laughter was completely different from his usual joking laughter. It was a genuine smile that swept away all the gloom. In the end, Wei Liangyuan even felt his own tears.
"I finally... succeeded!"
His teachers, Shennong, Yao Lao, and Xiao Yan, were still in the process of refining the elixir. But none of this could affect his mindset anymore; he only knew that he had succeeded.
He is only thirty-one years old and has already officially become a ninth-grade alchemist. Without the blessing of the Dou Di bloodline, this achievement is already dazzling enough even in the history of the entire continent.
At this moment, Wei Jiangyuan finally reconciled with his arrogant self from the past.
He said with a beaming smile, "Lei Zi!"
Lei Jingxiao glanced at Wei Jiangyuan, who had just absorbed all the pill lightning, and blood was seeping from his fists: "Do you know why I asked you to take the pill lightning for me?"
"You can't handle it yourself, can you?"
Wei Jiangyuan waved his hand smugly, "You underestimate me too much, kid. The main thing is I owe you a favor, so I can return the favor!"
Without hesitation, Wei Jiangyuan presented Lei Jingxiao with the ninth-grade precious pill he had just refined.
Wei Jiangyuan's gaze was clear and decisive: "This pill is yours!"
Upon hearing this, even the usually oblivious Lei Jingxiao's expression instantly changed: "What do you mean? You're just going to throw away the pills you worked so hard to refine?"
Wei Jiangyuan casually tossed a strand of hair on his forehead and said confidently, "Ninth-grade pills are nothing! I can refine as many as I want from now on. Follow me, and I won't treat you badly!"
"And let me tell you, stop wearing that sour face all the time. Smile openly! The Lei Clan doesn't need you, but Old Xiao and I do. As long as you're in Guiyuan Prefecture, you won't be mistreated!"
Upon hearing these words, Lei Jingxiao was deeply moved and even felt a surge of emotion, but he knew he absolutely couldn't do that, or he didn't know how much this guy would ridicule him in the future.
Ignoring everything else, Wei Jiangyuan stuffed the pill into Lei Jingxiao's arms and pulled him towards the audience seats.
"Are you crazy with joy?"
Lei Jingxiao quickly changed the subject: "No! By the way, are you qualified to let me join Guiyuan Prefecture?"
"What a joke! I am a ninth-grade alchemist. If I said I wanted to join the Soul Clan, Old Xiao would have to kneel down and beg me not to leave."
"You're just bragging..."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
At this moment, Wei Jiangyuan's Dao mind was clear, and he knew very well that his trial was completely over. Next, he would enjoy the pharmacopoeia with the most relaxed and carefree attitude.
Two months have passed since they began refining pills, and Wei Jiangyuan is the first person in the entire group to successfully refine a ninth-grade pill.
There were also nearly ten extremely powerful auras in the arena, each no weaker than Wei Jiangyuan's earlier. Clearly, they were doing the same thing; this climax of the medicinal treatise wouldn't end just because Wei Jiangyuan refined a ninth-grade pill—that was merely the beginning.
After Wei Jiangyuan finished, the three young members of the Medicine Clan also made their move. The first to finish was the man who looked relatively younger.
His name is Yao Tian, and he uses the Medicine Cauldron, which is ranked seventh on the Heavenly Cauldron List.
Yao Tian was the most unstable of the three members of the Yao Clan. The energy inside the medicine cauldron was sufficient, and the materials for the pill were top-notch. However, during the final crucial stage of refining, his soul control completely failed, and the power of the flame could not be sustained.
Yao Tian was ultimately unable to suppress the energy surge within the cauldron. His strength was not yet at the level of a Dou Sheng, only reaching the peak of a Half-Saint. In the end, he regrettably failed to refine the ninth-grade pill, and there was not enough time left to restart the process.
Yao Tian could only shake his head helplessly, then looked in the direction of the clan leader, Yao Dan.
"If we had the strange fire, perhaps we would still have a chance. What a pity!"
However, Yao Tian seemed quite composed. He tidied up the medicine cauldron and scattered herbs, then gracefully withdrew from the central area of the pharmacopoeia, leaving the center stage to the other contestants.
After him, Yao Ling, a girl from the Medicine Clan, and Yao Yu, the strongest of the three, successfully refined the elixir.
This time, there were no more surprises; all the pills they refined were grade nine treasure pills.