Seeing Chen Haolong try to snatch the Magic Core and secretly use some underhanded tricks, Zhao Li's eyes narrowed slightly into a dangerous arc.
Zhao Li's hand, which had been reaching for the Magic Core, subtly flipped upwards, and he flicked his finger.
*Clang!*
The sound of metal striking metal rang out. Chen Haolong only felt his palm go numb, almost unable to hold onto his fan.
Zhao Li took the Magic Core, examined it in front of his eyes, and exclaimed in admiration:
"This Magic Core actually has a trace of Dragon Qi in it, that's great. Xiaoxiao, thank you first."
The two elders behind Chen Haolong, seeing their Young Sect Master suffer a loss, glared at Zhao Li and shouted:
"Kid, didn't you hear what our Young Sect Master said? Don't take things that don't belong to you. Hand over the Magic Core, and I'll let you leave this place safely."
Hearing this, Zhao Li put on a confused expression:
"But this Magic Core was given to me by Xiaoxiao. If it's not mine, is it his?"
Saying this, he pointed at the gloomy-faced Chen Haolong.
The commotion between the few people attracted the attention of many onlookers. Such things rarely happened at the Alchemist Trade Fair, so they naturally wouldn't miss out on the fun.
"Isn't that the Young Sect Master of the Xuan Ming Sect? Who's that young man clashing with him?"
"I don't know, the Xuan Ming Sect is not to be trifled with. Although they won't act at the Alchemist Trade Fair, after he leaves, he's going to be in trouble."
"Ah, still young and impetuous."
They quickly recognized Chen Haolong and couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling that Zhao Li was too impulsive.
Li Hongwei in the crowd glanced at Chen Haolong, cursing him inwardly as a brute.
He had noticed Zhao Li the moment he arrived on the third floor. Seeing him meet Dan Xiaoxiao, his heart stirred.
He knew Chen Haolong had designs on Dan Xiaoxiao, and an idea of using someone else to kill someone else popped into his head.
He then found the people from the Xuan Ming Sect, exaggerated the matter, and as expected, attracted the Young Sect Master Chen Haolong.
Seeing the two clash, he was naturally happy, but he was also quite speechless towards Chen Haolong, who actually dared to make a move here, practically showing no regard for the Pill Tower.
Zhao Li listened to the surrounding discussions but wasn't too worried.
After breaking through to Dou Venerate, his confidence had grown significantly. Aside from a few major powers and a small number of hidden Dou Sheng, he could almost walk sideways.
Chen Haolong quietly circulated his Dou Qi, dispelling the force in his palm.
Perhaps it was the presence of the two Dao Protectors beside him that restored his confidence, and he spoke again:
"Xiaoxiao, that Magic Core was something you prepared for the Pill Convention. How can you just give it to some kid who doesn't know his place? It's a shame, I'm afraid he won't have the chance to use such a treasure."
He sighed theatrically, already considering Zhao Li a dead man in his heart.
Zhao Li's heart stirred, and he silently noted Dan Xiaoxiao's kindness.
Hearing this, Dan Xiaoxiao's expression was cold, and she said coldly:
"This is Holy Pill City, not your Xuan Ming Sect. I advise you to think carefully and not make a mistake out of impulse."
After speaking, she ignored Chen Haolong and said to Zhao Li:
"Brother Zhang, I've caused you trouble."
Zhao Li shook his head. From the malicious look in Chen Haolong's eyes when he looked at him, he understood that Chen Haolong didn't care about the Magic Core at all.
He had come specifically for him from the start.
His Soul Power swept out, and seeing Li Hongwei in the crowd occasionally looking over, he vaguely understood the whole story.
"So, being a Seventh-Grade Alchemist still isn't a protective charm? It seems strength still has the final say."
While sighing inwardly, Zhao Li said:
"Not at all. If it weren't for you, I don't know when I would have found a Seventh Tier Magic Core. The medicinal ingredients are almost ready now, and I can start refining pills anytime. Hmm, let's say ten days from now, remember to come."
Their conversation, as if no one else was present, made Chen Haolong almost furious. Veins popped out on his forehead, and he cursed inwardly:
"You bitch, don't think the Pill Tower can protect you. When the Pill Tower changes, you'll obediently writhe under my crotch. Calling him Brother Zhang, aren't you just trying to butter him up? Still want to refine pills? I'll make you disappear tonight."
Chen Haolong hadn't completely lost his mind after all. This was within the Pill Tower's sphere of influence, and he truly couldn't afford to offend them.
He took a deep breath, changed his expression, and said with a smile:
"So, little brother is a Seventh-Grade High-Level Alchemist. I was abrupt just now, please forgive me. I hope to have the opportunity to observe Master refining pills in the future. Two Elders of Xuanming, let's go."
Saying this, he led his people away from the place.
The surrounding spectators let out a sigh of disappointment, not expecting this farce to end so anticlimactically.
But they all knew that with Chen Haolong's personality, being ignored and humiliated like this, he definitely wouldn't let it go.
They looked at Zhao Li with some sympathy. Perhaps after leaving this place, Zhao Li would face the Xuan Ming Sect's true revenge.
Zhao Li saw Chen Haolong's smiling appearance, shook his head, and didn't care, thinking to himself:
"The King of Hell is easy to deal with, but the little devils are troublesome. I can't let them keep causing trouble. In the end, I still have to show my strength. It's true that without strength, you have no say."
He sighed quietly, scanned the surrounding people, specifically noting the old man with the Mysterious Iron Piece, then packed up his stall and bid farewell to Dan Xiaoxiao:
"I'm still missing a few minor ingredients for the formula. I'm going to check downstairs. Make yourselves at home."
With that, Zhao Li walked towards the stairs.
Seeing him leave, the old man looked a bit conflicted.
It wasn't the first time he had displayed the Mysterious Iron Piece at the Alchemist Trade Fair, but everyone who heard his request was scared away. Zhao Li was the one willing to offer the highest price among them all.
Finally, he called out to stop Zhao Li:
"Young Hero, please wait!"
Zhao Li had been keeping an eye on the old man. Hearing the old man's words, he inwardly grumbled, Why does that sound so ominous?
After walking two more steps, he turned around and asked, looking puzzled:
"Are you calling me?"
The old man gently waved his hand, drawing the Mysterious Iron Piece into his grasp, and gestured:
"Refine a Seventh-Grade High-Level Pill for this old man, and this iron piece will be yours."
Zhao Li nodded, then sent a telepathic message:
"Senior, what kind of pill do you need refined? You can prepare the medicinal ingredients first and find me at the courtyard fifty miles west of the Pill Tower."
After speaking, Zhao Li left the third floor.
Since Zhao Li began studying alchemy, the highest-grade pill he had ever refined was the Seventh-Grade High-Level Rejuvenation Pill, and he had only done it that one time.
Although his skill level was sufficient, his experience was significantly lacking compared to other alchemists of the same grade.
As long as there was an opportunity, Zhao Li was naturally willing to refine more, accumulating experience through practice. Since he didn't need to collect the medicinal ingredients himself, why not?
Seeing that Zhao Li only asked him to prepare the medicinal ingredients before coming to find him, the old man felt a sense of relief.
He hadn't forgotten that Zhao Li had just offended the Young Sect Master of the Xuan Ming Sect. If they traded now, he didn't know if Zhao Li could survive the Xuan Ming Sect's retaliation.
This gave him the chance to wait and see. If Zhao Li truly couldn't withstand it, he wouldn't lose anything.
The main ingredients for refining the Soul Purification Spirit Pill were gathered; the other minor ingredients were easy to find. In less than half an hour, Zhao Li had finished collecting them.
"Hmm, there's only one set of the main ingredients. It seems I need to be careful and cautious. For the next while, I'll practice more."
After inventorying the medicinal ingredients, Zhao Li decided to treat the matter with caution.
After all, the medicinal ingredients for an Eighth-Grade Pill were quite hard to come by, even for him. They couldn't afford to be wasted. If he accidentally ruined them, he would truly have nothing but tears.
...
Late at night, the crescent moon hung like a blade, slicing through the starry river of the night sky.
Within the courtyard, Zhao Li suddenly opened his eyes. His heart stirred slightly. The fish had arrived.
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