Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 563 Preparation for Grade-8 Pill Refinement

The struggle between the two sides intensified.

One was an empire that had ruled the pill market for countless years.

The other... merely a single clan.

And yetm neither side was willing to back down.

The Vermillion Pill Empire began to feel the pressure more clearly with each passing day.

Confusion lingered within their ranks.

The Mu Clan should not have been able to compete with them.

Not when they only had one Grandmaster... or so they believed.

Meanwhile, the Vermillion Pill Empire possessed several.

By all logic, this should have been a one-sided suppression.

But reality told a different story.

The Mu Clan stood firm.

And even when they tried to overwhelm the Mu Clan using their numbers, the

Mu Clan was clearly also releasing one pill after another.

How could Mu Tianxuan be able to do so? Was he really that good?

No matter how many pills the Vermillion Pill Empire released...

The Mu Clan continued to respond.

As if their Grade-7 pills supply would never run dry.

This alone was enough to make the Vermillion Pill Empire realize that this was not a short-term clash.

And during this period-the hunt for materials reached a fever pitch.

Across the Desolate Heaven Empire and beyond, the value of rare ingredients soared.

Grade-6 to Grade-8 herbs were bought at all-time high prices.

The Vermillion Pill Empire spent lavishly, relying on their vast reserves.

Obviously, when it came to competing with the Vermillion Pill Empire to purchase materials, the Mu Clan couldnʼt compete directly.

They would buy if it was something they needed, but not for more than twice its previous value.

Compared to the Vermillion Pill Empire, who didnʼt hesitate.

But when it came to ingredients that Bai Zihan wanted, there was no hesitation -and even if the Vermillion Pill Empire were to quote a high price, he would do so as well.

Not to mention, he offered not just money, but precious artifacts or martial art techniques in exchange.

So, when it came to those ingredients that Bai Zihan targeted, even the wealthy Vermillion Pill Empire stood no chance.

They might have money-but did they have the artifacts or the martial art techniques?

And many people who were in possession of high-grade ingredients were mostly cultivators, so they understood the value of artifacts and martial art techniques, which were worth far more than mere money.

By doing so, he was easily able to gather the ingredients he needed to refine the Grade-8 pills.

Well, only for two pills, which he thought were vital for his clan.

There was a Grade-8 pill capable of allowing an Earth Immortal to ascend toward the Golden Immortal Realm-

Golden Immortal Ascension Pill!

And another, a far superior version of the Heavenly Ascension Tempering Pill- Heavenly Golden Tribulation Tempering Pill!

This was also a Grade-8 pill.

Compared to the Heavenly Tribulation faced when ascending from the Great Ascension Realm to the Immortal Realm, the one faced when going from the Earth Immortal to the Golden Immortal Realm was far greater.

Hence why there was no Golden Immortal Realm cultivator in the Desolate Heaven Empire.

No matter what preparation one made, it was useless, and those at the Earth Immortal Realm were already considered the strongest, so there was no need to take a risk where there was a high chance of death.

But with this pill, the chance of ascending to the Golden Immortal Realm would be much higher.

Now that the materials for those pills were collected, it was time for refining them and only he was capable of doing so.

Without hesitation, he handed over all administrative responsibilities-work he had no interest in-to Kong Zhanhong.

As always, Kong Zhanhong accepted without complaint.

With that-Bai Zihan left the Bai Clan and arrived once more at the Mu Clan.

The atmosphere there had changed completely.

If before it was lively-now, it was blazing, especially among the Grade-6

alchemists.

Excitement burned in their eyes.

Motivation surged in their hearts.

Because now-the path to Grade-7 was no longer a distant dream.

Mu Tianxuanʼs breakthrough had already shaken them.

But now, with two more stepping into that realm... it became undeniable.

What was once thought impossible had become attainable.

And that realization was enough to ignite an entirely new wave of

determination.

Obviously, there was also the profit from those Grade-7 pills that brought great

joy to the Mu Clan.

There was no hesitation as Mu Qingyuan spent that money to support his

clansmen, helping them reach new heights.

The moment Bai Zihan stepped into the Mu Clan once more, he didnʼt directly

go to his alchemy room.

He wanted to see either his mother or uncle.

The reason was because before he began his refinement, there was something important to prepare.

Formations-especially concealment.

A Grade-8 pill was not something that could be refined quietly.

The Grade-7 pill tribulation had already caused too much commotion, and

although this had become a common sight in the Mu Clan recently, the one caused by a Grade-8 pill would be even greater.

Although he did not believe that many in the Desolate Heaven Empire would be

able to recognize a Grade-8 pill tribulation, it was better to be prepared.

Of course, he didnʼt think that the current level of formations could hide something like a Grade-8 pill tribulation-he could only try.

Even if concealment would ultimately be unable to fully hide it-

It could still mislead.

Make others believe that it was merely a high-end Grade-7 pill tribulation.

And that alone would be enough.

After all, those who were not alchemists-or had never witnessed a true

Grade-8 pill tribulation-would not be able to tell the difference.

With that thought, his pace quickened slightly.

However, just as he turned past a courtyard, his steps halted.

A familiar figure entered his sight.

Mu Linyue!

The moment Bai Zihan saw her, his brows furrowed slightly.

A faint trace of annoyance surfaced in his eyes.

(This girl...)

He could remember the betrayal she had previously committed.

”Oi... backstabber, what are you doing here?”

Mu Linyue blinked once.

Then her lips curved upward, amusement flickering in her eyes.

”Oh? What makes you call me a backstabber?”

Bai Zihan let out a short breath.

”I taught you... and how did you repay me? By blackmailing me?”

There was a hint of complaint in his voice.

Mu Linyue clicked her tongue softly.

”Tsk! You didnʼt even break a sweat beating that Feng Xuanye down.”

She tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a playful expression.

”Canʼt your cousin take advantage of you a little?”

Her words carried no shame.

If anything-she sounded perfectly justified. After all, from her perspective... Bai Zihan hadnʼt struggled at all.

She dragged him into an unwanted fight, but it had been nothing more than a

casual move for him.

So naturally, she didnʼt feel even the slightest bit guilty for pushing him into it.

She might have if Bai Zihan struggled or worse lost.

Bai Zihan narrowed his eyes slightly.

But in the end, he didnʼt pursue it further.

There were more important matters.

”Go inform your father. Tell him to strengthen the formations around the Mu

Clan. Especially the concealment arrays.”

Mu Linyue raised a brow.

”Hmm?”

This time-her expression changed slightly.

The casual playfulness faded.

Replaced by curiosity. ”Youʼre refining a pill?”

Bai Zihan didnʼt deny it. ”Yes”

Mu Linyueʼs eyes lit up instantly.

The earlier laziness vanished completely. ”What pill?”

Her voice carried clear excitement now. ”Grade-8 pills!”