Sumeru Realm Celestial Pavilion.

Nalan Ziye had already arrived at the Celestial Pavilion.

Looking at the pill formula in her hand, Nalan Ziye guessed to herself, "Gu Chenfeng is from the Medicine God Hall. With the strength of the Medicine God Hall, they can concoct any Elixir they desire. So why send the pill formula to the Celestial Pavilion?"

"Could it be that even the Medicine God Hall can't make it? It doesn't seem possible. Although the Celestial Pavilion has powerful Eighth-Grade Alchemists, the Medicine God Hall has several Eighth-Grade Alchemists."

At this moment.

A disciple approached with a smile, politely saying, "Welcome, Miss Nalan."

Nalan Ziye got straight to the point, "Young Scholar, I have a pill formula here. Please take me to see the Alchemist of the Celestial Pavilion."

"Pill formula?" The Young Scholar's eyes lit up instantly with excitement, and he whispered, "Miss Nalan, it seems you acquired quite a few treasures during your journey to the Secret Realm."

"Moreover, I feel your strength has become more powerful than before. If my guess is correct, you might have broken through to the Integration Stage, right?"

"Your insight is impressive." Nalan Ziye was somewhat surprised.

"So it is. Miss Nalan truly is the Nalan Family's genius. Miss Nalan, please follow me." The Young Scholar smiled excitedly, hurriedly leading Nalan Ziye into the Celestial Pavilion.

"Welcome, Miss Nalan." The guards of the Celestial Pavilion all politely saluted.

Before long.

The Young Scholar led Nalan Ziye to a hall.

This was the hall where the disciples of the Celestial Pavilion practiced Alchemy.

The Young Scholar's eyes flashed with a hint of dread, and he whispered, "Miss Nalan, although I am a disciple of the Celestial Pavilion, I am not an Alchemist. With my status, I can only take you to see those senior brothers."

"You know, those senior brothers are all Fifth and Sixth Grade Alchemists, extremely arrogant, so..."

"I understand your point." Nalan Ziye nodded, "I was entrusted to bring the pill formula to the Celestial Pavilion. I won't stoop to the level of those arrogant fellows."

"Thank you, Miss Nalan. Please wait here, and I will call the senior brothers out." The Young Scholar quickly expressed his gratitude, feeling much relieved.

Looking at the hall before her, Nalan Ziye thought to herself, "Such powerful Soul Power. Their Soul Power is far stronger than that of ordinary Fifth and Sixth Grade Alchemists. Truly, the disciples of the Celestial Pavilion have the right to be arrogant."

Inside the hall.

Five Alchemist disciples were fully focused on concocting Elixirs.

The Young Scholar cautiously entered and cupped his hands, "Senior Brothers, Miss Nalan has brought a..."

However.

The Young Scholar hadn't even finished his sentence.

A powerful aura oppression directly pinned him to the ground, immovable, his face showing pain.

A disciple coldly said, "Who let you in? Do you have the qualifications to be here? Get out!"

Despite enduring the pain, the Young Scholar hurriedly explained, "Third Senior Brother, I have..."

"Do you know the consequences of disrupting our Alchemy? Are you still not getting out?" A senior brother suddenly opened his eyes, unleashing a powerful aura.

The Young Scholar was so terrified his heart was pounding, unable to withstand the powerful aura of the Nascent Soul Stage.

But at that moment.

A terrifying aura suddenly emanated from outside the hall, not only dispelling the oppression on the Young Scholar but also causing the five disciples to cough up blood.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Five Tripod Pill Furnaces exploded one after another, black smoke billowing.

"Integration Stage!" The expressions of the five Alchemist disciples changed simultaneously.

"It's over!" The Young Scholar collapsed on the spot in fright.

"I've heard that the Alchemist disciples of the Celestial Pavilion are extremely arrogant, and now that I've seen it today, they're even more arrogant and conceited than I imagined." Nalan Ziye appeared in the hall, her face icy cold.

These Alchemist disciples were simply too arrogant, and Nalan Ziye's patience had reached its limit.

One person shouted angrily at Nalan Ziye, "Nalan Ziye! How dare you harm us in the Celestial Pavilion! You have a death wish!"

Another person shouted angrily, "Nalan Ziye! Do you know the consequences of injuring us? Can your Nalan Family afford it?"

One person glared at the Young Scholar, sinisterly saying, "Scholar! How dare you bring an outsider in here, you can expect to be expelled from the Celestial Pavilion!"

The Young Scholar was filled with helplessness and despair.

"You are not worthy to be Alchemists." Nalan Ziye said coldly, "With your arrogant and conceited attitude, you've completely disgraced the Celestial Pavilion."

"You're just Fifth and Sixth Grade Alchemists, and you really think you're invincible? Without the backing of the Celestial Pavilion, what are you?"

"If it weren't for the sake of the Celestial Pavilion, you would already be dead."

Previously, Nalan Ziye would have been extremely afraid of the Celestial Pavilion.

But after the Secret Realm journey, learning about Gu Chenfeng's background, and knowing the Ice Phoenix, Nalan Ziye wasn't afraid of the Celestial Pavilion.

No matter how strong the Celestial Pavilion was, they only had one Eighth-Grade Alchemist, far inferior to the Medicine God Hall.

And their strength was far inferior to the Ice Phoenix.

"What did you say?" An Alchemist shouted angrily, "You dare insult us, you're asking for death!"

Another disciple angrily said with a grim face, "Nalan Ziye! Don't think that breaking through to the Integration Stage makes you remarkable. Offending us means no one can protect your Nalan Family!"

"Insult? Do you even deserve it?" Nalan Ziye said with disdain, "If you want to move against my Nalan Family, let's see if you have the ability."

Just then.

A dignified elderly voice with a hint of laughter sounded, "Miss Nalan, you have quite the boldness, but I, as the grand elder, don't believe the Celestial Pavilion can't move against your Nalan Family."

"Grand Elder!" The Young Scholar was so terrified, he was filled with panic and despair.

"Grand Elder!" The five Alchemist disciples were filled with joy.

An elderly man in a black robe appeared, exuding a powerful aura.

The black-robed elder was Duan Wuyan, the grand elder of the Celestial Pavilion. His powerful Soul Power had reached the Seventh Grade Alchemist level, and his cultivation had reached the late Integration Stage.

As the grand elder of the Celestial Pavilion and a Seventh Grade Alchemist, Duan Wuyan held a transcendent position in the Cultivation Realm.

"Greetings, Grand Elder!" The five Alchemist disciples and the Young Scholar all respectfully knelt on one knee.

A Sixth Grade Alchemist respectfully said, "Reporting to the Grand Elder, the Scholar intruded into the Pill Pavilion without permission and brought in Nalan Ziye. She not only injured us but also caused our Alchemy to fail, wasting precious ingredients."

"Exactly!" Another disciple said fiercely, "Nalan Ziye is too arrogant! Grand Elder, we must not spare her! Her Nalan Family must pay the price!"

Duan Wuyan looked at Nalan Ziye and sneered slightly, "Miss Nalan, you injured this elder's five disciples, causing them to be unable to practice Alchemy for a while. Shouldn't you give this elder an explanation?"

The Young Scholar hurriedly said, "Grand Elder, Nalan..."

"Slap!"

Duan Wuyan suddenly waved his hand, sending the Young Scholar flying with a slap from afar.

Duan Wuyan coldly said, "It's not your place to speak here."

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