Chapter 139 - Payback (1/2)

“Heavens, what’s going on? Grandmaster Song who brought a failed batch of refining last time has lost for the first time in three rounds. Is Elder Yan’s deduction correct? Can Grandmaster Song really not make a 5th-grade pill?”

Zhuo Fan opened his fist and showed the black ash. Xiao Ya even cried. She couldn’t get to speak as a sharp glare landed on her.

Shivering, Xiao Ya watched Zhuo’s eyes in fear and closed her mouth. But her cry was already loud enough and everyone heard it.

People started to feel uneasy and watched Zhuo Fan with worry.

Those high on the terrace were even more nervous. Since the start of the Hundred Pill Meeting, Vicious Pill King had been stifled. Especially the arrogant air that surrounds him. This is all because of Zhuo Fan.

If Zhuo Fan lost, then who would be Vicious Pill King’s match?

Tao Danniang? Ha-ha, she was quite a renowned 6th grade alchemist, but Vicious Pill King never took her seriously.

Everyone knew Zhuo Fan’s secret ancient skill and his talent had placed the Vicious Pill King on the second spot. If Zhuo Fan was gone, he would once again be the best in the empire!

The people now looked on at Zhuo Fan with hope. Even those who came only to bring some good alchemists back to their clans couldn’t keep calm and looked towards Zhuo Fan.

It was a disastrous loss for a young genius alchemist to lose the competition, lose his life all because of his low cultivation!

But this was the reality. After his first failure, Zhuo Fan froze ashen on the spot. It felt like an unimaginable blow and sank into despair.

[Ah, what a pitiful child!]

Many women started shedding tears. Vicious Pill King was snorting, no longer paying this despairing loser any more of his time, focusing on his own pill.

The Yuan Qi flame in his hand burned hotter and the concoction was slowly taking the form of a pill. It wouldn’t be long before Vicious Pill King finished. Meanwhile, Tao Danniang was getting nervous, trying to rush things.

But her ingredients had only just finished being refined and didn’t have enough time to catch up to Vicious Pill King, who was close to finishing.

This was a time of crisis. Chu Qingcheng’s group was also nervous, shifting their gazes from the depressed Zhuo Fan, to Tao Danniang and Vicious Pill King. Watching them with clenched fists and sweating in anxiety.

“Ha-ha-ha, I win. The third round’s first place is mine and so is the punk’s head.” Just as Tao Danniang’s pill took a tentative form, Vicious Pill King laughed.

Among the flames in Vicious Pill King’s hand, a lustrous pill appeared. The completion was now imminent. No one could stop him from being the next Pill King.

“Humph, you’re hundreds of years too early if you think you can best me!” Vicious Pill King roared in glee.

[It wasn’t easy. That punk had pushed me back the last two rounds but now, I can show off my skill.]

The closer the pill was to finishing, the more outrageous Vicious Pill King’s smile became. He was more glad now than when he made his first 7th-grade pill.

Huangpu Qingyun was also nodding in satisfaction.

Tao Danniang clenched her teeth in regret and Chu Qingcheng’s group was filled with hatred.

Everything had turned to dust and impossible to come back from. Vicious Pill King would become the winner of the third round and was one step closer to earning Drifting Flowers Edifice’s Bodhi Root.

No one could stop him now!

Drifting Flowers Edifice would fall at this moment…

Atchoo~

A sudden and violent sneeze echoed around and the fire in Vicious Pill King’s hand exploded.

Vicious Pill King lost focus for a moment and his beard and eyebrows burned alongside the pill to ashes!

Oh!

This shocked the crowd silly, looking at each other in a daze. Why did it blow up all of a sudden?

The best alchemist in the empire wouldn’t make such a mistake.

Trembling, Vicious Pill King’s body froze. He turned his head, with a face so livid, an explosion was about to occur.

And where was he looking at? It was nowhere else but at Zhuo Fan.

The others also looked to find in shock that the depressed Zhuo Fan was no more, back to his usual self and sporting an extra sly grin. Below his nose there were two trails of green snot dangling.

Sss~