Inside the Secret Realm for the Seventh Grade Alchemist assessment, everyone except Feng Li stared at Shen Haoran in utter shock, their eyes filled with disbelief. Feng Li simply offered a faint smile. What Shen Haoran had just revealed was merely the tip of the iceberg; his true strength was far more formidable. Feng Li recalled the first time he had witnessed Shen Haoran’s true power, and his old face couldn’t help but flush. He had been thoroughly scared back then!

In stark contrast to Feng Li’s composure, the others could not remain calm, especially Elder Xue and Yin Xueyu. Their expressions were as foul as if they had swallowed a bug. The power Shen Haoran displayed completely exceeded their imagination. With such powerful Spiritual Thought, his abilities were definitely above that of a Sixth Grade Alchemist. The thought of all their previous disdain for him made their faces burn with shame. Now they finally understood why Shen Haoran had been so arrogant, paying them no mind whatsoever. With this kind of power, he truly had the right to look down on them.

"Hmph! To have this kind of power and still play weak. How twisted!"

"Exactly! Someone like him is just sick. He’s clearly powerful, yet he acts like some helpless scholar. Isn’t he just trying to pick a fight?!"

As they stared at Shen Haoran’s back, the fear in Chi Lian and Mu Tong’s eyes slowly gave way to jealousy. Shen Haoran was even younger than them, yet he had already reached such a level, making them burn with envy. They began hurling insults at him, as if to vent their frustration.

Yin Xueyu, on the other hand, looked as if his eyes might burst from their sockets. He glared at Shen Haoran, his body trembling uncontrollably. He hated to admit it, but the power Shen Haoran had just demonstrated completely crushed him. For Yin Xueyu, who had always lived in the spotlight as a genius, this blow was unbearable. When he remembered the bet he’d made with Shen Haoran, his face turned livid.

’Hmph, so what if his Spiritual Thought is strong? He’s still just a Sixth Grade Alchemist. He said he was going to take the Seventh Grade Alchemist assessment. If he can’t pass, it still counts as his loss! When that happens, he’ll fall right into my hands. I’ll make him regret this!’ Yin Xueyu roared internally, a savage expression twisting his features.

Standing at the forefront, Ji Wuqing felt the pressure from Shen Haoran’s Spiritual Thought and frowned for a moment. But her expression quickly smoothed over, replaced by a cold smile. "If this is all you’ve got, you’re doomed to fail the Seventh Grade Alchemist assessment!" With that, Ji Wuqing stared at Shen Haoran impassively. ’Becoming a Seventh Grade Alchemist isn’t as simple as just having powerful Spiritual Thought. What’s more important is the *quality* of that Spiritual Thought—specifically, how much Spiritual Qi it contains. If there’s no Spiritual Qi in one’s Spiritual Thought, then no matter how powerful it is, it’s impossible to break through the barrier to the Seventh Grade.’

"What’s the rush? The real show is yet to come," Shen Haoran replied with a light chuckle upon hearing her words.

Hearing the confidence in Shen Haoran’s voice, Ji Wuqing paused, then the corner of her mouth curled into an even colder sneer. "Fine. I’ll be watching closely, then. Let’s see what other tricks you have up your sleeve."

Shen Haoran paid no mind to Ji Wuqing’s sneer. He focused his gaze on the Crystal Stone before him and retracted his torrential Spiritual Thought. The pressure in the chamber vanished in an instant. ’I already tried,’ he thought. ’I can’t light this Crystal Stone with Spiritual Thought alone. To do it, I’ll have to rely on the Spiritual Qi my Spiritual Thought has been absorbing.’

With that thought, Shen Haoran slowly closed his eyes and began to channel the Spiritual Qi he had refined within his Sea of Consciousness. Clouds of white mist began to coalesce above it.

As Shen Haoran began to gather his Spiritual Qi, he was once again subjected to the taunts of Chi Lian and his companions.

"Look, he retracted his Spiritual Thought! He must be giving up!"

"I knew he couldn’t do it. We’re talking about a Seventh Grade Alchemist—a Grandmaster Level existence! Even our own teachers haven’t reached that level. A brat like him is just dreaming!"

"If he actually pulls this off, I’ll get on my knees and call him Grandpa!"

Chi Lian and Mu Tong had breathed a collective sigh of relief when Shen Haoran withdrew the pressure of his Spiritual Thought. But they hadn’t even finished speaking when they felt a peculiar energy emerge. This energy wasn’t as overwhelming as the pressure from his Spiritual Thought had been, but it settled on their hearts like a great stone.

"What’s going on?" Yin Xueyu’s face was filled with terror. ’This strange energy can actually penetrate my Sea of Consciousness and suppress my Spiritual Thought directly! If its owner had any killing intent, I’d be a corpse right now!’

"This is... Spiritual Qi! Don’t tell me Shen Haoran actually..." At their side, Yin Chuan and Elder Xue were utterly shocked. As Alchemists who had been stuck at the Sixth Grade for decades, they instantly recognized this energy. It was something they had only ever dreamed of obtaining!

But among everyone present, the most shocked was Ji Wuqing. As someone who had walked this path before, she knew just how difficult it was to absorb and refine Spiritual Qi. It had taken her decades to finally break through that barrier. ’For Shen Haoran to have reached this level at such a young age... his Talent in Alchemy must be one in a million.’

’No, I absolutely cannot let him succeed!’ Ji Wuqing thought fiercely. ’This brat bullied my disciple, Feng Miaoke. As her master, I have to stand up for her. If he actually passes the Seventh Grade Alchemist assessment, his status will be on par with mine as Vice Hall Master. I won’t have another chance to deal with him then!’

At this thought, Ji Wuqing snorted coldly. Her Spiritual Thought churned within her Sea of Consciousness, and clouds of white mist rapidly condensed into the shape of a long spear. It shot out toward Shen Haoran with explosive force. It was such a vicious attack that if it were to strike him, the Spiritual Qi he had painstakingly gathered would completely disperse. In the worst case, his Sea of Consciousness could collapse entirely.

’Brat, if you must blame someone, blame your own heaven-defying Talent!’ Ji Wuqing sneered internally, her face an impassive mask as she stared at Shen Haoran.

The spear of condensed Spiritual Qi shot instantly toward the spot between Shen Haoran’s brows. But just as it was about to strike, it stopped abruptly. Ripples spread out from its tip, as if it had plunged into a placid lake, unable to advance another inch.

Shen Haoran, whose eyes had been shut tight, suddenly snapped them open. His gaze locked onto Ji Wuqing. ’If Elder Yan hadn’t warned and helped me just now,’ he thought, ’I’d be lying on the floor right now.’

Staring at the spear of pure Spiritual Qi hovering before his brow, Shen Haoran let out a cold laugh. "A gift? I’ll gladly accept it!" With that, a bizarre Devouring Power erupted from his body. The spear of Spiritual Qi was instantly devoured. After absorbing the spear, Shen Haoran’s entire aura shifted dramatically. The once-dim Crystal Stone erupted like a miniature sun, bathing the chamber in a light so brilliant that everyone was forced to shut their eyes...

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