Alchemy Master

Chapter 982, Contempt

Translator: Silavin

Upon learning that the young man before him was a Sacred Master Candidate from the Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land, Qin Yichen no longer needed to enquire about anything else.

Because this title alone was sufficient to explain everything.

If someone could occupy the position of Sacred Master Candidate in Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land, it was enough to demonstrate that individual’s formidable strength.

“Sacred Master Candidate Ying, this is Brilliant Sky’s Sacred Master Candidate, Qin Yichen.”

Bei Ling introduced them at his side, but seeing his lacklustre interest, quickly shifted focus to Feng Qianxue. “That Young Lady is the possessor of the Phoenix Martial Soul!”

“Oh.”

Only then did Ying Xinghui direct his gaze towards Feng Qianxue, who was half-hidden behind Qin Yichen. With just the first glance, his attention was captured.

As Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land’s Sacred Master Candidate, he had seen far too many women bearing the title of celestial maidens or goddesses. Initially he might have found them fresh, but over time, he felt they were merely ordinary.

However, the young woman before him made his eyes light up.

The young woman’s beauty was almost unreal. Her oval face was pale as mutton-fat jade, her eyebrows curved like painted arches, her eyes like black jewels, her delicate nose upturned, her red lips dotted like points, her teeth like crystalline shells, her lustrous hair flowing like silk.

Her figure was graceful and upright. Standing there, she resembled a divine lotus in bloom, her skin glowing with a lustrous sheen. She was perfect. Even her long dress could scarcely conceal the hazy curves of her form.

Such a young woman truly seemed like a fairy stepping forth from a painting, every smile and frown capable of captivating hearts.

Even though her pretty face currently bore a trace of subtle anger, it displayed another kind of beauty, making one unable to resist drawing near to protect and cherish her.

With just one glance at Ying Xinghui, Bei Ling understood. This Sacred Master Candidate had been captivated.

Moreover, what captivated Ying Xinghui wasn’t Feng Qianxue’s astounding Phoenix Martial Soul, but rather her celestial beauty.

“Hehe!” The corners of Bei Ling’s mouth revealed a smile of successful conspiracy.

Qin Yichen’s eyes grew even colder.

He had not expected Bei Ling to be such a petty individual, actually disregarding even his own Sacred Land’s interests.

Having offended Qin Yichen, the matter of the Compound Pill would certainly be shelved regarding his Sacred Land. Yet Bei Ling showed complete disregard for these consequences.

Perhaps this Bei Ling possessed exceptional talent, but from the perspective of character, he absolutely was qualified to be a Sacred Master Candidate.

“Miss, I am Ying Xinghui.” Ying Xinghui addressed Feng Qianxue directly behind Qin Yichen, appearing courteous and refined, presenting the image of an upright gentleman without the slightest impropriety.

However, his action undoubtedly constituted direct disregard for Qin Yichen standing there.

Of course, in his heart, Qin Yichen was merely a Sacred Master Candidate from a Sacred Land whose name he had never even heard of. How could he be worthy of any attention!?

Although both possessed Sacred Master Candidate titles, their statuses were vastly different!

Qin Yichen did not speak, but instead stepped sideways, precisely blocking Feng Qianxue from view.

This small action caused the smile on Ying Xinghui’s face to stiffen slightly.

This undoubtedly constituted refusing to give him face!

Moreover, it could even be regarded as… provocation!

Displeasure clearly showed on Ying Xinghui’s face.

In his view, Qin Yichen’s actions completely demonstrated ignorant recklessness!

Bei Ling finally smiled.

He smiled at Qin Yichen’s overestimation of himself.

Although within Saints Heavenly City, Ying Xinghui would not do anything to Qin Yichen, once they left Saints Heavenly City, that became an unknown variable.

Ying Xinghui could ascend to the Sacred Master Candidate position indicating he absolutely was not soft-hearted or merciful!

Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land, as a Great Sacred Land ranking eighth, could it truly never have produced talents whose abilities compared to Ying Xinghui?

This was certainly not the case.

“You’re that… Qin… Qin-something, wasn’t it?”

Ying Xinghui, worthy of being Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land’s Sacred Master Candidate, quickly recovered, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful smile as he spoke slowly.

“Qin Yichen.” Bei Ling supplied at his side.

“Oh, right, Qin Yichen.” The smile on Ying Xinghui’s face sent chills down one’s spine. Those following behind him all understood. This was Ying Xinghui’s expression when murderous intent stirred.

Immediately, they regarded Qin Yichen as though viewing a dead man.

“I can see that this Sacred Master Candidate Qin is exceptionally outstanding, beyond what ordinary people can compare to.”

Ying Xinghui’s mouth did not produce words suppressing Qin Yichen; on the contrary, he offered praise.

He could certainly use status to pressure Qin Yichen, but doing so would actually constitute something quite demeaning to his position.

Particularly when he observed that Qin Yichen was merely a Late Stage Martial Emperor, deep within his eyes flickered intense disdain.

To think a Late Stage Martial Emperor could become a Sacred Land’s Sacred Master Candidate. This was such blasphemy he could not even be bothered to saying that Sacred Land’s name.

“Indeed, seeing that Sacred Master Candidate Qin appears only around twenty years of age yet possesses such achievements, his future is certainly limitless…”

Those behind him also joined in the flattery.

“Finished?” Facing this flattery, Qin Yichen’s expression remained unchanged as he spoke indifferently. His calm tone caused the flattering voices to immediately halt, numerous eyes staring at him with astonishment and surprise.

Regardless of whether their words were sincere or insincere, they were offering praise. Qin Yichen’s tone gave them the feeling that they were jumping clowns.

“In that case, step aside. I still have matters to attend to.” As they fell silent, Qin Yichen spoke again, then walked around them towards the Treasure Area’s entrance.

Ying Xinghui stood in place, motionless for a long while.

However, the smile on his face froze there.

He, Ying Xinghui, Sacred Master Candidate of Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land, for the first time in his life, had someone else disregarded him!

“Bastard!” Those behind him grew angry, wanting to seize Qin Yichen and bring him back.

“How interesting…” Ying Xinghui spoke, his voice equally calm, but within his eyes flashed a chilling light capable of striking fear.

Qin Yichen’s reaction truly exceeded his expectations. He genuinely had not encountered anyone who, knowing his identity, could treat him with such indifference.

Unless that person possessed status equal to his own.

However, Qin Yichen clearly did not possess status equal to his.

Yet Qin Yichen’s demeanour proved even more indifferent than those with equal status displayed when facing him.

After all, for those with status equal to his, he, Ying Xinghui, was absolutely a formidable opponent they must handle seriously. Yet Qin Yichen had completely disregarded him.

Just as he had initially treated Qin Yichen.

This was contempt!

Contempt towards those of unequal status!

“Hahahaha…”

Ying Xinghui laughed aloud, but that laughter appeared somewhat fierce and terrifying to the crowd, sending chills down their spines.

Such was Ying Xinghui at his most fearsome.

Simultaneously, they understood. Ying Xinghui absolutely would never let Qin Yichen off.

No one could humiliate Ying Xinghui so brazenly with impunity!