Published: February 26, 2025
After ten days in the formation, Chu Wuhen glanced at Tan Yun and said, "Tan Yun, if you don’t understand alchemical arts, don’t come here and embarrass yourself."
"I suggest you give up on refining the godly dao elixir and come see how this holy son does it," Chu Wuhen said as he placed the Ancient Wutong Grass into the Dan Ding.
"Hahaha, just watching your graceful movements, anyone who doesn’t know would really think you’re a great expert in alchemy," Chu Wuhen sneered.
Tan Yun frowned slightly, glancing at Chu Wuhen and said coldly, "Are you stupid or an idiot? Can’t you see that I don’t want to pay attention to you?"
"Do you have no awareness at all? Why are you always blabbering in front of me?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Wuhen's nose flared with anger. "Tan Yun, you scoundrel…"
"Shut up!" Fang Zixi said frostily. "You two focus on refining your elixirs. If there’s any more argument, I’ll cancel your qualifications for the alchemical arts tournament."
"The palace master, please calm down. I realize my mistake," Chu Wuhen replied fearfully, and then he stopped speaking, concentrating intently on alchemical refinement.
…
Time passed unknowingly, and in the blink of an eye, another two hundred thousand years had gone by in the formation.
During these two hundred thousand years, apart from Xin Bingshuan and the eight senior brothers and sisters, as well as Dao Kun, almost no one continued to watch Tan Yun.
In the eyes of everyone, Tan Yun was just messing around, as he had been releasing the fire temperature to the extreme without ever adjusting the power of the Ancestor Dragon True Fire.
To everyone, Tan Yun was simply incapable of refining the godly dao elixir because there was no one in the world who could maintain the maximum fire power and still refine a usable elixir.
Even the ancestor master of the four arts star domain could not do it!
What was even more speechless was that Tan Yun was sitting cross-legged, multitasking; while refining elixirs, he was also crazily devouring heaven and earth divine essence, clearly cultivating!
In the hearts of almost everyone, Tan Yun was utterly shameless. They believed his purpose was not to refine elixirs, but to use the formation for seclusion and cultivation!
"Sigh, it's hopeless... hopeless. At this rate, when will this guy stop cultivating?" Dao Kun's expression was desolate, as if he foresaw the Four Arts Star Domain being annexed.
"Ninth Junior Sister, I initially had a glimmer of hope for Tan Yun, imagining he might be able to turn the tide," Miao Qingqing's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, "but now it seems our Four Arts Star Domain is really in danger."
Not only was Miao Qingqing upset, but Xi Tonghai and the junior brothers were the same.
Xin Bingshuan's beautiful eyes gradually moistened, and she softly said, "Eighth Senior Sister, although various signs indicate that Tan Yun will fail in alchemy, I… I don't know why, but looking at him, I always feel like something big is going to happen."
"What big thing?" Miao Qingqing asked in a whisper, sharing her thoughts with Xin Bingshuan.
"I feel…" Xin Bingshuan said softly, "I feel he is very calm. It's a kind of confidence that comes from being well-prepared and unrestrained. Perhaps a miracle might really happen?"
Miao Qingqing shook her head, "Ninth Junior Sister, you’re overthinking it. In my view, Tan Yun is just a naive youth who doesn't fear danger; he's too arrogant. Excessive arrogance is just blind ignorance."
"Also, I suspect Tan Yun knows he can't refine elixirs. He is simply trying to cultivate in this third round."
…
In addition, during these two hundred thousand years, most people's gaze was fixed on Chu Wuhen, as everyone noticed that the time it took him to put in the divine medicines was much earlier than Longkui and Liang Bufan.
Therefore, everyone was convinced that Chu Wuhen would finish refining first.
At this moment, Chu Wuhen placed hundreds of divine medicines into the Dan Ding, leaving only the last divine medicine in the vessel beside him.