Upon hearing Liu Zhenlong's words, the Vice President of West Spirit beside him frowned.

"Vice President Liu, no matter what, the emergence of the Quasi-Eighth Grade Elixir is a matter worth celebrating for the Alchemist Circle."

"It is also greatly beneficial for our Alchemist Guild."

"You don't need to be like this."

Upon hearing this, a subtle coldness flashed in Liu Zhenlong's eyes.

He looked at Xi Ling expressionlessly and said:

"Xi Ling, do you mean to say that our Alchemist Guild must rely on Zhou Yu?"

"What a joke!!"

"Let me remind you, if you continue to bolster others' prestige, when the President hears about it, you might not be able to bear the consequences."

The Western Spirit Grandmaster's eyes held anger but also some concerns. Ultimately, she didn't say anything further, turning her head to look at the center of the venue instead.

Liu Zhenlong glanced at Xi Ling, then snorted coldly.

This damn old woman, sooner or later, you'll be squeezed out of the guild.

On the other side.

At this moment, Han Jiantu was quietly speaking to his attendant, Uncle Li:

"Uncle Li, go inform them, if this kid really concocts the Quasi-Eighth Grade Elixir, they should take action... Steal it!"

Uncle Li hesitated for a moment but nodded in response.

"Alright, no problem."

He believed that stealing an elixir in such a setting could easily lead to uncontrollable circumstances.

But since the Family Head had already ordered it, he couldn't prevent it.

He could only act according to orders.

Seeing Uncle Li's reaction, Han Jiantu said meaningfully:

"Uncle Li, I know what you're thinking."

"You don't need to worry, when the time comes, we won't be the only ones to take action."

"When fishing in troubled waters, let's see who is better prepared."

Uncle Li trembled, hurriedly bowed slightly and said:

"Yes, Family Head, I understand."

"I'll go prepare right away!"

Ao Family.

Ao Family Head Ao Tianlong and his eldest son Ao Ziyi were seated side by side.

Ao Ziyi gazed at Zhou Yu in the field and spoke:

"Father, do you really intend to act against Zhou Yu?"

"I believe, if Zhou Yu truly successfully concocts the Quasi-Eighth Grade Elixir, we shouldn't act against him but rather offer our support."

"Offending such a person would absolutely be unfavorable for the Ao Family."

Hearing this, Ao Tianlong furrowed his brow deeply, his face grave.

"It's been countless years since Hu City has seen a Quasi-Eighth Grade Elixir."

"For him to successfully concoct one is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Ao Ziyi turned to his father, took a deep breath, and asked:

"What if he really succeeds?"

"By then, surely someone will take action to seize it."

"What shall we do?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Tianlong did not reply, merely his gaze growing deeper.

Seeing his father remain silent, Ao Ziyi had a very palpable feeling, sensing there were too many helpless concerns within his father's heart.

What kind of power could make his father become like this?

...

While various forces harbored their own intentions.

Zhou Yu had already prepared and began his alchemy.

It was precisely nine in the morning.

The sun rose high, with purple clouds coming from the east.

Zhou Yu, who had been sitting with closed eyes, suddenly opened them.

Looking at the giant three-legged pill furnace towering before him, Zhou Yu slapped out with his palm.

Boom!

Instantly, a massive flame rose from the pill furnace.

The heat wave from the explosion of Nether Fire True Qi visibly spread outwards.

At this moment, Zhou Yu's realm on the Qi Refining Path had reached the Late Stage of a sacred scripture.

Moreover, his True Qi had transformed into True Yuan.

Although it wasn't completely the True Yuan of a cultivator, it had a qualitative enhancement over ordinary True Qi.

This terrifying heat wave left the surrounding onlookers with looks of astonishment.

Many retreated back tens of meters.

However, Zhou Yu paid no attention to their reactions, and after controlling the flames, he began methodically adding the herbs one by one.

Throughout this process, his technique, timing, fire control, and other rhythms made people feel a sense of natural harmony.

As if everything was meant to be.

Everything was meant to be.

At this moment, among the crowd, the previously mocking Liu Zhenlong was speechless.

He stared at Zhou Yu's every move in pill concoction, his eyes full of deep jealousy.

The Vice President of West Spirit, in contrast, kept nodding, her eyes sometimes bright with insight, sometimes puzzled, and other times completely excited.

Observing Zhou Yu's alchemy process, she in fact gained some insights and rewards.

The Vice President of West Spirit couldn't help but say:

"We are about to witness the birth of the Quasi-Eighth Grade Elixir."

"This alchemy will not fail."

People from the Alchemist Guild surrounding them, upon hearing the Vice President's words, all revealed expressions of excitement.

Time passed second by second.

In the blink of an eye, it was already three in the afternoon.

Zhou Yu had prepared and added over a thousand kinds of herbs into the pill cauldron.

The flame within the three-legged pill furnace had undergone multiple color changes.

Simultaneously, at some point, a faint herbal fragrance began to waft from the furnace.

This fragrance quickly grew rich.

Even the surrounding greenery became lively and vibrant, as if rejuvenating.

The crowd began to stir, affected by the refreshing medicinal scent.

Especially many approached the members of the Alchemist Guild, inquiring about what stage the alchemy was at, the success rate, and how much longer it would take for the pill to form.

In truth, even within the Alchemist Guild, few could understand Zhou Yu's alchemy process.

The Vice President of West Spirit was naturally one of them.

Everyone looked to the Vice President, hoping she could give an answer.

The Vice President of West Spirit spoke to the crowd:

"Zhou Yu's alchemy skills are exceptionally superior, even I cannot compare."

"This alchemy should have at least a ninety percent success rate without accident."

"As for the pill formation time..."

Before the Vice President finished her sentence, suddenly.

Bang!!

A huge collision sound came from the pill furnace in front of Zhou Yu.

For a moment, everyone's gaze was instantly fixed on Zhou Yu...

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