Chapter 542: Why Would I Need That Much Time to Refine a Pill?
As the other contestants had already summoned their Dan Thunder, one person still hadn't made a move.
That person was Wu Tian the so-called "slacker" of the competition.
Among the remaining ten alchemists, even the weakest, Xiao Yan, had proven himself.
After all, he had refined a high-tier seventh-grade pill.
An alchemist of that level would naturally earn respect, no matter who they were.
Take Gu You, for example.
Regardless of what kind of person he was, in the Dou Qi Continent, where the strong ruled
His strength and his ability to refine a five-colored Dan Thunder pill made him someone to be feared and respected.
And yet
Even Gu You, as he gazed at Wu Tian, showed a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
Wu Tian was the most unpredictable factor in this entire competition.
His power was enough to make Gu You wary.
And with his collection of Heavenly Flames, how could anyone believe he wasn't an alchemist?
With so many Heavenly Flames fused into his body, his soul control had already reached a level beyond the reach of ordinary people.
A person who possessed multiple Heavenly Flames and an exceptionally powerful soul was destined to be a terrifying alchemist.
Yet, this very person had not made a single move.
This left Cao Ying, Dan Chen, Xiao Yan, and even the others confused.
Gu You's greatest fear was Wu Tian.
But at this stage
What could Wu Tian possibly do to change the outcome?
The championship was already in Gu You's hands.
The Three Thousand Burning Flame would be his.
At this moment, everyone's attention shifted.
They were no longer focusing on their own Dan Thunder, nor were they looking at their rivals.
Instead
Their gazes all turned to the only one who hadn't acted yet.
The supposed "slacker."
This alone was enough to tell everyone in Holy Pill City that this youthful-looking man was far from ordinary.
And indeed
Under countless watchful eyes, Wu Tian finally moved.
He casually stood up from his comfortable stone platform and took out the herbs he had prepared in advance from his storage ring.
The sight of it made the crowd twitch in disbelief.
"Wait… What is he doing?"
"What else? He's about to refine a pill!"
"Refine a pill? Are you kidding me? Isn't it way too late for that?!"
"What the hell is he thinking? He should have started ages ago! No matter how good his pill is, he won't have time to finish it!"
"Wait… Something's not right."
"You're right! Look he took out his herbs… but he didn't take out a pill cauldron!"
"…Huh?"
"That's weird. How does he plan to refine a pill without a cauldron?"
"Wait… Could it be "
Someone gasped in shock.
"Is he… planning to refine a pill without using a cauldron?!"
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire Pill Gathering square fell into dead silence.
Refining a pill without a cauldron?!
What kind of absurd mastery would that require?!
Even an early-stage eighth-tier alchemist would never dare attempt such a thing.
To be precise
Even an eighth-tier alchemist refining an eighth-tier pill couldn't do it.
At best, they could refine low-tier pills like first, second, or third grades without a cauldron.
But at this stage
If Wu Tian wasn't refining an eighth-tier pill, he would lose automatically.
His "grand entrance" would be nothing more than a joke.
At least Xiao Yan had refined his pill before the two ladies.
Even though his seventh-tier pill was outclassed, he didn't go last so the humiliation wasn't as bad.
But Wu Tian?
Everyone else had already summoned their Dan Thunder.
He was the last one standing.
This was the finale the climax.
If he failed now, it would be the biggest embarrassment in history.
To the alchemists from the Soul Hall, this meant one thing
Wu Tian wasn't even treating them as competition.
Did he think that just because he was the Cai Lin Pavilion Master, he could force a victory?!
"Hmph!"
Gu You let out a cold sneer, his tone dripping with mockery.
"You finally decide to start refining a pill at the very end? And you want to do it without a cauldron? Isn't it… a little too late for that?"
Wu Tian, completely unbothered, stretched lazily.
Then, with half-lidded eyes, he yawned and said,
"Little Gu You, which rule in the Pill Gathering states that there's a time limit for refining a pill?"
"…Uh…"
Gu You's expression stiffened.
Damn it…
That was technically true.
There was no rule stating how long an alchemist could take to refine their pill.
But did this mean Wu Tian wanted everyone to wait an entire month for him?
The other spectators were speechless.
They had assumed the competition was over but from the way Wu Tian spoke…
Was it only just beginning?!
Was he joking?
They had to wait an entire month for him to refine a pill?
Under countless questioning gazes, the Dan Thunder above rumbled ominously.
It was as if the heavens themselves were waiting for something.
The lightning hadn't struck yet.
Instead, the clouds remained swirling in place, shifting between different colors.
Why was the Dan Thunder delaying?
By now, the lightning should have already descended, leaving the alchemists in a state of panic.
But now
Even the heavens seemed to be waiting.
And then
Wu Tian's lips curled into a faint smile.
His voice echoed across Holy Pill City.
"Besides…"
"Why would I need that much time to refine a pill?"
Silence.
Dead silence.
Then
Shock.
Absolute shock.
That self-proclaimed title
"I."
"This Seat."
It sent a shiver down everyone's spines.
That title had already spread across the Dou Qi Continent.
Ever since a certain person had shaken the world, those who once used that title had stopped.
They had switched to calling themselves "this old man", "this sect master", or other, more modest titles.
Because
Compared to him, they were unworthy.
A chilling sensation crawled down everyone's spines.
Their bodies felt numb.
Their jaws hung open.
Their gazes locked onto the young man in front of them.
The rumors had said it before
That man's face was young and strikingly handsome.
Unlike other experts, who either looked elderly or ordinary, he was a true anomaly.
And now
If they compared carefully…
The person standing in the arena looked exactly like that legendary figure.
As Wu Tian's words faded, his lazy, indifferent eyes suddenly flashed with an overpowering dominance.
His white robes darkened, transforming into jet-black garments.
A golden dragon pattern coiled around them, exuding an unparalleled aura of supremacy.
His long black hair billowed in the wind.
His entire presence erupted with a pressure so intense that everyone felt suffocated.
And in his right hand, a crimson flame flickered gently
As if it had always belonged there.
"Hiss "
(End of Chapter)
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