Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 63: Chapter 63: Just Trash

“What do you mean?”

Chen Feng’s heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition quietly emerging.

The others furrowed their brows in confusion, silently wondering if Su Han could be an alchemist as well.

The next moment, Su Han cleared up their doubts.

“Whoosh!”

The same Pill Furnace, the same Earthfire, the same Spiritual Objects!

“Chen Feng, open your eyes wide and see what true alchemy is!”

Su Han’s icy voice spread across the platform, stunning all who heard him.

“Tss!”

Before they could react, the Earthfire fiercely surged up, and Su Han threw several Spiritual Objects into the Pill Furnace.

At the same time, the Dragon Power on Su Han exploded, directly pouring into the Earthfire. The Earthfire roared louder, enveloping the entire Pill Furnace.

“Hahahaha…”

Initially, Chen Feng couldn’t believe that Su Han was also an alchemist, but upon seeing Su Han’s pill-refining techniques, he burst out laughing.

“To think I believed you knew alchemy. I didn’t expect you to be so foolish to dare use Dragon Power to enhance the intensity of the Earthfire. I can tell you, with the current intensity of this Earthfire, it will quickly vaporize those Spiritual Objects into nothing. Do you really think just because you have a Pill Furnace and some Earthfire, you are an alchemist?”

Not only did Chen Feng think this, but Ling Qinghai in the stands also shook his head.

In the Cold Cloud Sect, there were naturally their own alchemists, although their levels weren’t very high, they were sufficient to maintain the operations of this Ninth-Rate Sect.

Ling Qinghai wasn’t versed in alchemy, yet he had seen those alchemists at work and knew well that what Su Han was doing was completely wrong in terms of alchemy.

Not that everything was wrong. Perhaps those high-level alchemists dared to do such, as they possessed extremely strong spiritual power.

But could Su Han, merely at the Dragon Vein Realm, possess such powerful spiritual power?

Obviously not.

Without strong spiritual power to control it, naturally, the temperature of the flame would be mishandled. Not to mention failing to produce Pills, wasting Spiritual Objects, it might even cause the Pill Furnace to explode, injuring himself.

“Stop embarrassing yourself here. If you stop now and crawl between my legs, maybe I will spare your life!” Chen Feng shouted loudly.

His words were merely to disturb Su Han’s focus, knowing that the last thing an alchemist needed while refining pills was to be disturbed.

Even if Su Han really stopped and crawled between his legs, he would absolutely not let Su Han go, for Su Han posed too significant a threat to him.

As for his words, Su Han didn’t pay any attention to them.

With a flip of his palm, the Dragon Power kept surging, causing the temperature of the flame to rise higher and higher, the Spiritual Objects inside almost instantly melted.

Extinguish the fire, collect the furnace!

Su Han walked down from the platform.

“Did he manage to refine it?”

“How could he have refined it? That was less than a minute, no, not even half a minute.”

“Could he really have believed Chen Feng’s words and decide to crawl under Chen Feng’s legs to beg for his life?”

The many gazes focused on Su Han, knowing well that Chen Feng had taken an hour just to refine that Dragon Qi Pill.

And alchemy, after all, was a time-consuming process.

“Swoosh!”

Just then, Su Han suddenly waved his hand, and a streak of light flew toward Ling Qinghai.

“Aren’t you capable of identifying pills? Then go ahead and identify this,” Su Han said indifferently.

Ling Qinghai furrowed his brows and grabbed the streak of light.

At that moment, everyone finally saw clearly that the light was not a pill, but a jade bottle!

Ling Qinghai opened the jade bottle, and immediately, a rich pill fragrance wafted out, which even the nearby elders and Deputy Sect Master Yun Yingnan, who was standing not far away, could smell.

“High-Grade Pill?!”

Ling Qinghai and the others’ pupils sharply constricted, and without another word, they poured out the pills.

One, two, three, four…

Ten!

A total of ten pills, well-rounded and vibrant, appeared in Ling Qinghai’s hands.

When everyone saw these ten pills, they all held their breaths, their gazes immediately shifting toward Su Han, their eyes filled with intense shock and astonishment.

“How is this possible?!”

“High-Grade Pills? And ten of them?”

“This definitely can’t be made by Su Han, let alone the quantity and quality of these pills, just the time he used, it’s absolutely impossible!”

A wave of uproar broke out, no one believing these pills were refined by Su Han.

“Su Han, these pills must have been bought by you in advance, just waiting for the right moment to use them, right?”

Chen Feng clearly didn’t believe these pills were refined by Su Han, for that was too far-fetched.

Half a minute to refine ten pills? And all of them High-Grade Pills?

“It took me a whole hour to refine one Low-Grade Pill, and you managed to refine ten High-Grade Pills in just under half a minute? Such speed, even those Silver Level Alchemists couldn’t achieve, right?” Chen Feng said with a scoff.

“Do you think that what you can’t do, others can’t do either? You’re nothing but trash.” Su Han spoke calmly.

“Are you still pretending at this point?” Chen Feng’s gaze turned icy.

“What’s the use of arguing here with me? Don’t you have a master? Let your master discern whether they were just made.” Su Han looked at Ling Qinghai.

At this moment, Ling Qinghai’s eyes were bulging.

Even though he was a Dragon God Realm expert, the Cold Cloud Sect Master, with much experience, he still couldn’t hide the shock in his heart.

The pills, he could only feel the residual warmth coming from them by holding them himself.

Only pills that had just been refined had such residual heat!

“Master?”

Seeing Ling Qinghai’s expression, Chen Feng’s uneasy premonition rose again, becoming even stronger.

“Master Rong, please take a look, were these pills just refined?”

Ling Qinghai ignored Chen Feng and handed the pills to an old man beside him.

This old man wore a gray robe with a Pill Furnace badge on the left chest, clearly having joined the Pill Refining Association.

Moreover, he was a High-Grade Silver Level Alchemist.

After examining the pills for a while, Master Rong finally sighed and said, “These pills still have patterns and residual heat. These patterns are the main component of the pills and will gradually seep into the pills, enhancing their efficacy. If they were not just made, those patterns and the residual heat would have already disappeared.”

“What?!”

Chen Feng’s eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, staring intensely at Su Han, his voice somewhat hoarse.

“I don’t believe it… I don’t believe it!!!”

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Brother Mo Jiu once again tipped 399 Book Currency, and honestly, South Mountain just had to erupt now… Blushing!