Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 503 - Eat Feces

Chapter 503 - Eat Feces

Eight-star alchemists typically conducted their pill refinement in private alchemy chambers, where few were permitted access due to the many secrets involved and the risk of valuable techniques being leaked.

"Grandmaster Huang, what do you plan to refine?" A seven-star alchemist asked, wanting to know what Huang Tao would refine. With the Life and Death Pledge signed, the next step was for both sides to start their alchemy process.

"An eighth-grade pill, the Blood Pill!" Huang Tao replied, and he had come prepared with the necessary ingredients. The Blood Pill was a common pill that could be easily found on the market because the variation of pills would decrease as their grade rose.

Out of all the commonly seen eighth-grade pills on the market, the Blood Pill was one of them. As for ninth-grade pills, they were pitifully scarce, and there were only five variations at best.

"I wonder what Grandmaster Bi is going to refine?" a seven-star alchemist asked in a sarcastic tone.

If Bi Gongyu was going to refine a seventh-grade pill, there was no need for the competition because he would've already lost the fight. No matter how impressive a seventh-grade pill was, it could not compete with eighth-grade pills.

"The Spirit Restoration Pill!" Bi Gongyu's reply was simple and short. He didn't mention the grade because it was public knowledge that the Spirit Restoration Pill was a ninth-grade pill.

However, the only elder who knew how to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion had mysteriously died a thousand years ago, and no one had been able to recreate it since then.

"What?!" The entire Treasure Pill Peak erupted when they heard what Bi Gongyu said.

Everyone looked at Bi Gongyu with disbelief and thought he was spouting nonsense.

However, Yi Xuan opened his eyes and stared at Bi Gongyu. If Bi Gongyu could produce the Spirit Restoration Pill, his grandson would have the opportunity to be treated.

Yi Nan’s hands trembled as he remained seated in the chair.

Tian Xing was stunned and turned to look at Liu Wuxie, who kept his eyes closed, disregarding the surrounding gazes.

"This is impossible! The Spirit Restoration Pill is a ninth-grade pill. How can someone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm refine it?" an eight-star alchemist argued, refusing to believe Bi Gongyu's words.

"Master Qin is right. Even the five nine-star alchemists in the Treasure Pill Peak can't produce the Spirit Restoration Pill, but he claims to be capable of refining it. This is the most absurd thing I've heard!"

Everyone's respect for Liu Wuxie turned into ridicule. They all thought that Liu Wuxie was trying to gain attention, but several individuals wore solemn expressions after hearing what Bi Gongyu said.

They knew that Liu Wuxie wasn't someone who would spout nonsense. Since he dared to make such a claim, he must be able to back it up. After all, losing the fight meant death; no one would mess around with their lives on the line.

Huang Tao's face became ugly after he heard what Bi Gongyu said. His Blood Pill was an eighth-grade pill, while the Spirit Restoration Pill was a ninth-grade pill. They were on a different level, to begin with.

Qing Mu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he finally knew why Yi Xuan would abolish Mo Lan's cultivation. So it turned out that he was trying to curry favor with Liu Wuxie.

"This must be another one of Liu Wuxie's psychological tactics. He must be trying to make Grandmaster Huang uneasy and pressure him to reduce his success rate so that Bi Gongyu can win." Most people suddenly came to their senses and realized this was another 'scheme' of Liu Wuxie's.

After all, the greatest taboo when refining pills was the inability to maintain a calm heart. The slightest emotional turbulence might cause them to make mistakes, resulting in a failed refinement.

"That must be it! How can the Spirit Restoration Pill be so easily refined? Many of the ingredients are long lost through time, and it's impossible to gather them." More people began to support that view and felt that Liu Wuxie was merely throwing a smokescreen, a tactic to defeat Huang Tao.

"He's devious. Grandmaster Huang, don’t fall for his trap!" Several alchemists voiced their support, rising to back Huang Tao and urging him not to be deceived.

It was no longer important if this was a psychological tactic because the outcome would be revealed today.

Huang Tao gradually regained his composure. He had been rattled upon hearing that Bi Gongyu would refine the Spirit Restoration Pill, nearly losing his concentration.

If he lost his mental focus, his success rate for the Blood Pill would drop significantly, and the quality would greatly diminish even if he succeeded.

A hint of seriousness flickered in his eyes because he didn't expect Liu Wuxie to be a master in the art of psychological warfare. It focused on destroying one's will to kill them by crushing them mentally, despising them strategically, and overwhelming them with strength.

Now that he had seen through Liu Wuxie's plans, a cold smirk rose on his lips. He opened the valve, and an even more powerful flame surged up from below.

Huang Tao didn't dare to be careless as streams of fire emerged from his palm.

"Heavenly flame!" Many low-level alchemists exclaimed. Heavenly flames were extremely rare, and for an alchemist to possess it meant the speed and quality of their refinement would be significantly enhanced.

"Sure enough, they're all ingredients for the Blood Pill and all common herbs on the market." The formula for the Blood Pill was no secret, and all major sects possessed it. However, only the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion and Azure Crimson Gate could mass-produce them.

The formulas for other eighth-grade pills were strictly guarded to prevent any leaks.

Bi Gongyu also retrieved some herbs, but they were all ordinary, with only some rare eighth-grade spiritual herbs. The others could be easily bought on the market.

Liu Wuxie had no fear that others could learn from Bi Gongyu's process because the refinement method was more important, and the formula itself was secondary.

Only one could reproduce the Spirit Restoration Pills with his guidance, even if the formula was leaked.

"What a joke! Is he planning to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill with those ingredients?" The crowd erupted in uproar, and they were amused by Bi Gongyu's choice of ingredients.

Bi Gongyu's herbs further confirmed the theory that Liu Wuxie was employing psychological tactics.

"Well, he can use his mouth!" One of Huang Tao's disciples stepped forward to use the same words that Liu Wuxie used to humiliate Mo Lan.

"I'll kneel and eat feces right here if those herbs can refine the Spirit Restoration Pill!" another of Huang Tao's disciples declared.

Huang Tao had accepted many disciples over the years, and they gathered to mock Bi Gongyu.

"Song Ling, go and make some preparations!" Liu Wuxie opened his eyes and said.

"Got it! Since he has such a peculiar fetish, I'll fulfill his wish!" Song Ling quickly left with a jar, leaving people wondering what he was up to.

In terms of disgusting their enemies, no one was more proficient than Liu Wuxie.

Many people shuddered in disgust when they saw Song Ling leave. They wondered if Liu Wuxie had asked Song Ling to prepare feces and were disgusted by the thought.

Huang Tao had started refining the Blood Pill and clasped his hands together, throwing spiritual herbs into the cauldron.

"What a flawless use of the Myriad Flows Unite!" Liu Wuxie had seen this technique in the mundane world, originating from the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. However, the ones in the mundane world were only parts of it.

Many alchemists stood up and applauded, thrilled to witness Huang Tao's refinement technique.

Even though Bi Gongyu declared that he would refine the Spirit Restoration Pill, no one believed him and placed most of their attention on Huang Tao.

After all, such an opportunity to witness an eight-star alchemist's refinement process was rare, akin to having a master to teach one the art of alchemy directly.

"The Myriad Flow Unite is flawless! I estimate that this batch can produce at least fifteen Blood Pills." An eight-star alchemist gave Huang Tao a thumbs-up. He couldn't achieve it, and Huang Tao performed beyond his standards today.

Huang Tao's performance strengthened after his desire for revenge peaked, and his movements became flawless.

Strangely enough, Liu Wuxie didn't seem interested in Huang Tao's refinement technique. After briefly opening his eyes, he quickly closed them and retreated into his world.

Time gradually passed, and the process of refining the eighth-grade pill was a long process that required patience.

The competition on the Treasure Pill Peak soon attracted the attention of many people, and even the elders in seclusion came to watch.

"What's going on? Why are they competing in alchemy here?" an elder in the Nascent Transformation Realm asked.

Someone quickly explained everything in full detail.

"What nonsense! He claims that he wants to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill?" The elders who had just arrived thought it was absurd.

The Spirit Restoration Pill was a ninth-grade pill with a harsh requirement for the ingredients.

The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion only possessed an incomplete formula, and many spiritual herbs had gone extinct.

Elder Yi Xuan had consulted the sect master, but even the sect master couldn't refine it. From this fact alone, anyone could tell how tough it was to refine the Spirit Restoration Pill.

There weren't any Spirit Restoration Pill on the market, and Liu Wuxie could only refine it if he didn't want to compete with the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's market share.

After the formula was modified, it was even cheaper than refining some seventh-grade pills, but Liu Wuxie would determine the final price because it wasn't available on the market.

"Have you all noticed that Bi Gongyu's refinement technique seems different each time?" Many people soon noticed Bi Gongyu's unusual performance.

Most alchemists would focus on one refinement technique, and their technique would only change slightly when refining different pills, but not by much.

Bi Gongyu's refinement method completely differed from when he refined the Spirit Recovery Pill, which had toppled their understanding. Each of his techniques seemed to go against the norm and was hard to comprehend.

"We'll find out shortly. Let's see how they embarrass themselves!"

Two hours passed, and Huang Tao was nearing the end because the Blood Pill was starting to form.

On Bi Gongyu's side, several herbs had to be added, and there was still some time left before the pills were formed.

When the competition reached its end, Song Ling appeared with a bag in his right hand containing the jar he had left with. When he returned, a foul stench wafted from the jar.

"Take it away!" Liu Wuxie pinched his nose when Song Ling walked over.

"It's fresh and warm, guaranteed that he will be satisfied!" Song Ling chuckled and walked to the side with the jar. The nearby disciples scattered as he approached them, not daring to get too close to him.

The disciple who had said he would kneel and eat feces earlier had his face turned ashen, and his cheeks puffed up. He hadn't expected Song Ling to bring feces over for real.