Chaos Heaven-Dominating Technique

Chapter 611 - 606: You Are Not Qualified

The three young disciples standing behind Yin Chuan all had their heads bowed in respect. Elder Xue could sense the fluctuations of their Spiritual Thought; they had all reached the Peak of the Fifth Grade Alchemist rank. The young man in the silver Alchemist’s robe had even reached the realm of a Sixth Grade Alchemist. ’It seems Silver Snow City has truly found some fine prospects,’ he thought. ’They’re poised to soar to new heights in this Pill Emperor contest.’

Seeing Elder Xue’s gaze fall upon him, a proud smile touched Yin Xueyu’s lips. He stepped forward and said respectfully, "I am Yin Xueyu, a disciple of Master Yin Chuan. It is an honor to meet you, Elder Xue!"

"Mm, not bad. Humble and well-mannered. Yin Chuan, you’ve accepted a fine disciple!" Seeing Yin Xueyu bow to him, Elder Xue nodded in appreciation.

"I am Chi Lian, greetings, Elder Xue!" "And I, Mu Tong!" Behind Yin Xueyu, Chi Lian and Mu Tong also stepped forward, their faces full of respect. As an Elder of the Medicine Hall Headquarters and an Alchemist at the Peak of the Sixth Grade, Elder Xue was far stronger than their master; paying their respects was only proper.

"Mm, good. It seems a new generation of talent is truly emerging!" Elder Xue laughed heartily. Both Chi Lian and Mu Tong were at the Peak of the Fifth Grade Alchemist rank, ready to attempt a breakthrough to the Sixth Grade at any moment. ’This Pill Emperor contest is going to be quite exciting,’ he mused.

"Hmm?" As Elder Xue’s gaze swept the room, he noticed an outlier. The young man standing behind Feng Li had given him a slight nod earlier but had done nothing since. He simply stood there quietly, completely out of sync with the surrounding atmosphere.

"A Human Race Alchemist?" Elder Xue’s eyes landed on Shen Haoran, and he let out a soft sound of surprise. Although the Pill Emperor contest held by the Demon Race Medicine Hall permitted humans to participate, very few had appeared in recent years. First, the Demon Race’s Central City was extremely far from human territory. Second, Human Race Alchemists generally disdained attending gatherings of their Demon Race counterparts. To see one here was truly a novelty.

’But this kid’s strength...’ Elder Xue’s brow furrowed. He couldn’t sense any Spiritual Thought fluctuations from Shen Haoran at all. Then, his gaze swept over Shen Haoran’s chest, and understanding dawned.

’So he’s just a Fourth Grade Alchemist. Looks like Burning Flame City is destined for last place again.’ Elder Xue shook his head.

Everyone present noticed Elder Xue’s reaction and turned to look at Shen Haoran. Seeing his perfectly calm and unconcerned expression, they all frowned.

"Shen Haoran, how dare you not bow upon seeing an Elder from the Medicine Hall Headquarters? Are you that arrogant?" Yin Xueyu berated him angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Lian and Mu Tong glared at Shen Haoran with hostility.

Shen Haoran was taken aback for a moment. He glanced at the Elder and shook his head slightly. ’This Elder Xue is only a Peak Sixth Grade Alchemist. His Spiritual Thought isn’t as powerful as mine, and his skill in Alchemy is inferior. Expecting me to bow to someone weaker than me is a joke.’ However, out of respect for Feng Li, Shen Haoran simply said nonchalantly, "I already greeted him. There’s no need to do it again, is there?"

"Hmph, insolent!"

"So arrogant!"

"Is this the kind of person Burning Flame City produces?"

A chorus of accusations erupted at Shen Haoran’s words, making his brow furrow deeply.

"If I hear one more bad word about me from any of you, believe me, I’ll rip your mouths off!" An icy killing intent erupted from Shen Haoran, instantly enveloping Yin Xueyu, Chi Lian, and Mu Tong. He had already given them plenty of face, but they had to push their luck. In that case, he would have to show them their place.

Yin Xueyu and the other two spent most of their time practicing Alchemy; their actual combat strength was so low they hadn’t even formed a Spirit Aspect. Now, enveloped by Shen Haoran’s killing intent, they couldn’t help but shiver and immediately snapped their mouths shut. Only then did they remember that this young man was someone who had even dared to strike the princess of the Vermilion Bird Clan, one of the Four Great Divine Beast Families. Their own status was a world away from Feng Miaoke’s. For all they knew, an enraged Shen Haoran might actually kill them.

Seeing this, Elder Xue frowned. ’Someone so arrogant, insolent, and hot-tempered... a person like that is completely unsuitable for Alchemy.’ In his mind, he had already written Shen Haoran off completely.

"Enough," he said coldly, his mood soured by Shen Haoran’s actions. "This is the Medicine Hall, not a place for you to cause trouble. Prepare for the assessment!"

At his words, Shen Haoran shot Yin Xueyu and the other two a cool glance before retracting his killing intent and ignoring them completely.

As Shen Haoran’s killing intent receded, Yin Xueyu and the other two let out a huge sigh of relief. For a moment, it had felt as if they’d taken a stroll through the Ghost Gate. They now stared at Shen Haoran with lingering fear.

"Those being assessed for Sixth Grade Alchemist will come with me," Elder Xue said, shooting a cold glare at Shen Haoran. "As for you, someone will be along shortly to take you to the Fifth Grade Alchemist assessment."

Hearing this, Feng Li frowned. "Elder Xue," he began, "aren’t all Alchemists participating in the Pill Emperor contest supposed to be personally assessed by you? Why is it that now..."

"Hall Master Feng, you must remember that not just anyone is qualified for my personal assessment!" Elder Xue cut Feng Li off before he could finish. He shot a disdainful glance at Shen Haoran. In his mind, a person like Shen Haoran was unworthy of practicing Alchemy, let alone worthy of his attention.

"Hmph. See that, kid? That’s the gap between you and us. You’re nothing but a brainless brat who only knows how to act tough!" Hearing Elder Xue’s words, Yin Xueyu and the others sneered, their faces filled with contempt as they looked at Shen Haoran.

Feng Li’s expression turned grim at Elder Xue’s words. He had seen Shen Haoran’s Alchemy with his own eyes. Shen Haoran had a ninety percent success rate when refining Sixth Grade High Level Elixirs, and a fifty percent chance of producing a Pill Pattern. To put that in perspective, in the entire Medicine Hall, only the head Hall Master could create a Pill Pattern, and even his success rate might not be as high as fifty percent. ’And a genius like this is supposedly not qualified to be assessed by Elder Xue?’

"That’s right. You really aren’t qualified to assess me." Just as Hall Master Feng was about to argue, Shen Haoran stepped forward. He glanced at Elder Xue and spoke coolly.

"What do you mean by that?" Elder Xue frowned, detecting a strange undertone in Shen Haoran’s voice.

"What I mean," Shen Haoran said, taking a step forward, "is that you are not qualified to assess me. Because my skill in Alchemy is not just a little bit better than yours—it’s leagues beyond!" A wave of pure arrogance erupted from his body, instantly blanketing the entire hall. As Elder Xue and the others felt this overwhelming pride, their expressions changed drastically...

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