Whether it was the crowd of spectators in the audience, the three alchemists such as Yuan Qiu on the stage, or the old man in Tianding Pavilion, they were all waiting for the sound of the furnace to explode again.
No one thought that Yang Mu would become an exception in today's arena.
"That's the last step!"
Seeing that the last step had been reached - removing impurities and melting the medicine into elixirs; Yuan Qiu's eyes widened and he was certain in his heart that the alchemy furnace in front of Yang Mu was about to explode.
However, I didn't think of the sound of the furnace explosion, but not long after, I heard Yang Mu's smiling voice.
"It's done!"
Yang Mu waved his hand, and the lid of the alchemy furnace opened automatically and fell to the ground.
He stretched out his hand, ignoring the still scalding temperature in the furnace, and directly grabbed seven longan-sized, ice-blue elixirs from it.
The moment the elixir fell into everyone's eyes, a refreshing fragrance filled the air.
"Chichi! Chichi!"
Rourou, who was hiding in Zhuge Wanyu's clothes, looked at the elixir in Yang Mu's hand, shouted a few times, and then made a gesture of swallowing his saliva.
Its voice is very conspicuous, just because at this time, the scene is completely silent!
Everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the freshly baked elixir in Yang Mu's hand, as if in a dream, constantly recalling Yang Mu's simple two words just now: "It's done!"
Done?
He actually succeeded in refining the "Spiritual Returning Pill"?
Including Zhuge Wanyu, who thought that he knew enough about Yang Mu, no one thought that Yang Mu could successfully refine the "Elixir of Resurrection", but the facts were in front of him.
He actually refined the "Spiritual Returning Pill"!
Just now in the audience, he was shouting that although he couldn't beat Yang Mu, in alchemy, everyone was a weakling. At this time, his head was almost lowered to his chest. He felt like his face was being beaten so hard that he wanted to crawl into the ground.
"It's... it's done? How could it be possible?"
Yuan Qiu and the old man from Tianding Pavilion were dumbfounded, but they had a tacit understanding and the words they spoke were generally the same.
Yuan Qiu's performance was even more excited than the old man from Tianding Pavilion. He came back to his senses and said excitedly: "Impossible! It is absolutely impossible to succeed in refining the elixir! Although there is no explosion in the furnace, there must be something wrong with the elixir you refined.
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As he said that, he took three steps and two steps at a time, walked up to Yang Mu, and wanted to check the "Spirit Resurrection Pill" that Yang Mu had refined.
Yang Mu showed him the elixir with a nonchalant expression.
The old man from Tianding Pavilion also believed that Yang Mu would never succeed in refining the elixir, but he had to work hard to stay calm. If he also shouted about "absolutely impossible", then someone might soon be thoughtful and suspect that there was something in it.
Weird.
"The Resurrection Pill! It's really the Resurrection Pill. But how is this possible? If you succeeded, why did I fail twice in a row? Why?"
Yuan Qiu was completely stunned.
I really can't figure it out even to the point of breaking my head, why Yang Mu's performance in alchemy is clearly the same as his own, but he can blow up the furnace by himself, but he succeeds?
The key is that the furnace exploded twice in succession, which cannot be explained by bad luck.
"show me!"
The old man of Tianding Pavilion took a "Spirit Resurrection Pill" from the hand of Yuan Qiu who was lost in despair. After examining it, his expression was even more shocked.
This is indeed the "Elixir of Resurrection", and its quality is perfect!
"How... how is it possible?" The old man in Tianding Pavilion muttered to himself, his face full of doubts.
"Why is it impossible? Could it be that your Tianding Pavilion has done something secretly to make the alchemists who come to participate in the competition destined to be unable to truly refine the 'Resurrection Pill'?"
Yang Mu looked at the old man.
That plain gaze made the old man feel like two sharp swords, making him inexplicably frightened and said with a smile:
"Such words cannot be said nonsense. It is absolutely impossible for our Tianding Pavilion to do such a thing. After all, if that were the case, it would not be the Tianding Pavilion's signboard that would be smashed, but the entire Tianding Sect's signboard!
The reason why I was surprised was that I didn't expect that the first three of them had two chances to make elixirs, but they all failed. But fellow Taoist, you only tried once, but you succeeded in refining the 'Spiritual Returning Pill', and it was of such good quality.
Everyone in the audience nodded after hearing this, obviously not thinking that there was any possibility that Tianding Pavilion was doing something secretly.
The simplest point is that if Tianding Pavilion was secretly manipulating it, how could the young man on the stage succeed in making alchemy?
Yang Mu smiled and said: "I was just kidding. Since the elixir is fine, then I can claim the first place?"
"Of course!"
The old man laughed dryly, and although he was reluctant, he quickly asked someone to take out the ten thousand taels of silver notes.
The largest face value of the banknotes at Kowloon Market is only a hundred taels.
Therefore, the banknote that was finally placed in front of Yang Mu was not one, but a stack.
Looking at the stack of banknotes, the old man's heart was bleeding, and the onlookers below were jealous. This was an astonishing amount of wealth that would allow them to enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth!
"Master, let me hold this banknote for you. You are a noble alchemist, so be sure not to be contaminated by the smell of copper!"
Zhuge Wanyu ran up to the stage and took the stack of silver notes from the maid of Tianding Pavilion with a smile.
Seeing Yang Mu looking at her speechlessly, she blinked and made a silly expression:
"I am your personal maid, and even the person is yours. If you put the banknote on me, can you still run away?"
"..."
Yang Mu didn't care about the ten thousand taels of silver, he just felt that this girl changed her attitude too quickly.
Before, I looked like I was sure that I couldn't be an alchemist, but now I look like I knew I was an alchemist from the beginning and admired me endlessly.
"In a few years, this girl will definitely be a 'fairy'!"
Yang Mu muttered in his heart, but it did not stop Zhuge Wanyu from putting away the banknotes.
Looking back on everything that happened today, Zhuge Wanyu only felt that it was very dramatic. Yuan Qiu thought that the first place was in his pocket, but he failed twice in succession.
Just when she thought that the ten thousand taels had nothing to do with her, in the end, the first place was easily obtained by the master who she thought was a layman.
She originally wanted to mock Yuan Qiu, but when she saw Yuan Qiu's dejected look, she felt a little pitiful and looked at Yang Muchao:
"Master, you said before that there was no problem with Yuan Qiu's alchemy steps, so why did he fail? He failed twice, but you succeeded once! You must know where his problem lies, right? Otherwise
, you guide him?"
Yuan Qiu's body trembled and he looked at Yang Mu, his eyes full of longing.
"I don't care, I just don't know..." Yang Mu turned to look at the old man from Tianding Pavilion and said with a joking smile, "Is it appropriate to say it directly here?"
The old man in Tianding Pavilion felt a chill in his heart. Facing Yang Mu's gaze, a look of panic appeared on his face for the first time.