Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

Upon hearing the taunting words, Shen Haoran, Feng Li, and the others stopped in their tracks and looked back. Behind them, an elderly man in the silver robes of an Alchemist was slowly approaching with a young man in tow. An Alchemist Badge hung from the chest of the silver-robed elder, and upon it, six golden stars glittered. This signified that the man was a Sixth Grade Alchemist.

"Hmph. If your Silver Snow City dares to participate, why can’t my Burning Flame City?" Feng Li stared coldly at the silver-robed elder, his tone devoid of any respect.

"That’s Yin Chuan, the Hall Master of the Silver Snow City branch of the Medicine Hall. He’s also a Sixth Grade Alchemist," the Second Elder explained to Shen Haoran. "The Silver Snow City Medicine Hall is among the twenty major branches, but their ranking is rather low. Still, that’s better than our Burning Flame City, and they’re the mortal enemies of our Medicine Hall!"

"Oh, is that so?" Shen Haoran’s eyes narrowed as he carefully sized up the elder. The man’s strength was indeed a sliver greater than Feng Li’s.

"My dear Old Feng, we’ve been friends for many years, so let me give you a piece of advice. Don’t come to such a grand Alchemy event just to embarrass yourselves. How many years has it been? Your Burning Flame City is always dead last. Have you no shame? If you end up at the bottom again this time, you’ll be kicked out of the twenty major branches!" the elder named Yin Chuan said to Feng Li, making no effort to hide the contempt in his voice.

"Hmph! You don’t need to worry about Burning Flame City’s affairs! Besides, Burning Flame City will definitely redeem itself in this Pill Emperor contest. As for you, Silver Snow City, you’re always near the bottom yourselves. What right do you have to talk about us?" Feng Li shot back with a cold laugh.

"Oh? So confident, are we? It seems Burning Flame City has found an Alchemy prodigy? Let me see!" Yin Chuan’s gaze swept over the group from Burning Flame City, finally landing on Shen Haoran. A flicker of surprise crossed his face, but it was quickly replaced by a booming laugh.

"Hahaha! Feng Li, have you gotten so desperate that you’ll try anything? To think you’d find some kid from the Human Race to represent Burning Flame City in the Pill Emperor contest! And a Fourth Grade Alchemist, no less! I’d advise you to take this piece of trash and crawl back to your hole. Stop embarrassing the Demon Race!" Yin Chuan sneered at Shen Haoran.

Shen Haoran was taken aback when the elder named Yin Chuan turned the attack on him. Feng Li had said they needed to show their Alchemist Badges to use this special passage, and Shen Haoran only had the Fourth Grade Alchemist Badge he’d gotten from the Human Race’s Pill Hall. He had pinned it to his chest without much thought. ’I can’t believe I’m being looked down on because of it! They really think I’m just a Fourth Grade Alchemist!’

"Yin Chuan, watch your mouth!" Feng Li’s face darkened when he heard Yin Chuan insult Shen Haoran. He pointed a finger at the man and barked angrily.

"Hmph, am I wrong? A Fourth Grade Alchemist? He isn’t even qualified to participate in the Pill Emperor contest, let alone polish the shoes of the true prodigies. Is it wrong for me to call him trash? Look at the prodigy from our Silver Snow City! He has already reached the realm of a Sixth Grade Alchemist. All he needs to do is pass the Pill Hall’s assessment to get his Sixth Grade Alchemist badge. Now *that* is what you call a prodigy!" Yin Chuan said with a smug laugh, proudly pointing to the young man beside him.

"I am Yin Xueyu, a student of Master Yin Chuan. Any success I have achieved is all thanks to my master’s excellent tutelage!" Hearing Yin Chuan’s introduction, the young man stepped forward and introduced himself, his chin held high. His haughty gaze, however, never once properly rested on the people from Burning Flame City.

Seeing Yin Xueyu’s proud expression and his insufferably arrogant gaze, Feng Li and the others frowned. ’We’re all his elders, he should at least offer a proper greeting. But he won’t even look us in the eye. It’s obvious he doesn’t see us as worth his notice!’

"They say the Alchemy of the Human Race is formidable, but you don’t look like anything special," Yin Xueyu said, casting a dismissive glance at Shen Haoran. "A Fourth Grade Alchemist... I have no idea what gave you the courage to participate in the Pill Emperor contest. The Burning Flame City Medicine Hall? Haha, it looks like this is as far as you’ll get!"

"You..." Feng Li’s face flushed with anger at Yin Xueyu’s words, and he started to speak, but Shen Haoran held him back before he could get a word out.

Shen Haoran stepped forward to stand before Yin Xueyu, looking him up and down. Then, he turned to Feng Li and said, "Hall Master Feng, is this the caliber of a Sixth Grade Alchemist from Silver Snow City? Tsk, tsk... They really are a far cry from us in the Human Race. Can you even call this man an Alchemist?"

Seeing the smile on Shen Haoran’s face, Feng Li seemed to catch on. He chuckled and said, "Well, actually, Silver Snow City’s Alchemists are quite impressive. They finish nineteenth in every Pill Emperor contest, you know!"

"Oh, I see. Nineteenth place, huh? What a high ranking. No wonder they’re so arrogant!" Shen Haoran said, turning his gaze back to Yin Xueyu with mock admiration. His voice, however, was dripping with sarcasm. Shen Haoran was not the type to suffer a loss in silence; if someone insulted him, he would return the favor with interest. That was just who he was.

"Kid, what did you say!" Hearing the sarcasm in Shen Haoran’s words, the Alchemists from Silver Snow City scowled and growled at him.

"Hmph. The nerve! A worthless Fourth Grade Alchemist thinks he has the right to criticize me?" Yin Xueyu said, his expression turning frosty.

"Tch. To deal with a small fry like you, a Fourth Grade Alchemist is more than enough. In fact, that might even be giving you too much credit," Shen Haoran said with a dismissive snort.

"Hmph, arrogant brat! You’ll pay for that!" Yin Xueyu took a sharp step forward. A powerful wave of Spiritual Thought erupted from his Sea of Consciousness, whipping up a considerable spiritual storm that caught the attention of all the nearby Martial Artists.

"Such powerful pressure! Is that a Sixth Grade Alchemist?"

Feeling Yin Xueyu’s immense pressure, the surrounding Martial Artists stared over in shock, their eyes filled with awe.

’Oh? He wants to fight?’ Shen Haoran’s eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them. But before he could act, a cold voice boomed out, "Fighting is forbidden before the gates of Central City! Violators will be disqualified from the Pill Emperor contest!"

At the sound of the warning, Yin Xueyu instantly retracted his aura. He shot Shen Haoran a cold glare and said, "Hmph. Consider yourself lucky!" With that, he turned and followed Yin Chuan into the city.

"Lucky? Heh, I wonder who’s the lucky one here," Shen Haoran said, shaking his head with a scoff. His gaze shifted toward a spot on the city wall. ’The person who just gave that warning is at least a Tier Five Spirit Emperor. This Demon Race Central City is really full of hidden experts!’

"Let’s go," Feng Li said with a shake of his head, and led his group into the city as well.

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