The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 1347 - 1348: Alchemist Tournament

"Alright, since there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave. In five days, I’ll come to your Yang family again."

Ye Mo felt there was no need to stay here any longer, and said so.

"Ye Mo, why don’t you stay at our Yang family? You and Rongrong could discuss alchemy, and prepare thoroughly for the competition."

Yang Zu suggested.

Ye Mo understood the intention behind the suggestion, but he needed to enter the Genius Badge’s space and work tirelessly to increase the success rate of the Ninth-grade Elixir.

Although Yang Rong was outstanding, Ye Mo had no interest in her. His only wish was for Li Mengli to wake soon.

"No, I’m used to being alone."

Saying that, Ye Mo left the Yang Mansion.

"Rongrong, you should seize this opportunity. If Ye Mo becomes our Yang family’s son-in-law, our family’s status will soar."

Yang Xiao advised his daughter.

"Father, what are you saying? He has no interest in me at all. Even if I like him, he wouldn’t fancy me."

Yang Rong said.

"Rongrong, when a man pursues a woman, it feels like climbing a mountain; when a woman pursues a man, it’s only like a thin veil."

Yang Xiao said earnestly.

. . .

Returning to the inn, Ye Mo couldn’t help but recall today’s events. If he didn’t have a fictitious master backing him, having killed Yang Qingshu, he wouldn’t have escaped easily today.

However, no matter how hard the Yang family tried, they would never learn that the so-called master was, in fact, Ye Mo himself.

"You’ve killed Yang Qingshu; Yang Qinghai won’t let this slide easily."

Wraith Demon Emperor reminded, "His strength is only slightly weaker than Yang Zu’s. Currently, you are not his match. However, after your warning, he may not dare to act against you."

"I understand that. The most important thing now is to improve my alchemy skills. The Alchemist Competition is organized by the Dan Clan; various herbs should be available. My goal is to refine the Heavenly Spirit Resurrection Pill. If I succeed, I can claim victory."

If he could obtain the Heavenly Spirit Resurrection Pill, there’d be no reason to stay here. Venturing to the Wraith Clan was crucial; only there could he truly enhance his strength. Only with strength could he protect his family.

Calming his mind, Ye Mo re-entered the Genius Space to attempt refining the Ninth-grade Elixir. Over time, his technique became increasingly adept.

"Refinement!"

Ye Mo shouted, as the Terrestrial Fiend thundered and roared. Ye Mo lifted the furnace lid, a smile appearing on his face. Out of a hundred pills, eighty succeeded, indicating his success rate had now reached eighty percent.

"Not bad, continue!"

Ye Mo felt pleased with the result and added more herbs into the Terrestrial Fiend furnace, continuing his refinement. His Xuan Aura operation was becoming increasingly proficient.

Time passed, a full thirty days.

Within the Genius Badge’s space.

Bang!

The Terrestrial Fiend furnace roared again, and this time, Ye Mo combined the Tomb Dragon Power in his refinement, not just relying on the simple use of Foutu Xuanqi.

The furnace hadn’t even been opened, yet a fragrant aroma of pills wafted out.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Mo opened the furnace lid, needing not to see to know that out of a hundred pills, all succeeded, and all were supreme elixirs.

"Finally succeeded, a furnace full of supreme elixirs."

Ye Mo’s eyes gleamed with delight.

"Ye Mo, I think you should stop cultivating and directly join my Wraith Clan as an alchemist."

The Wraith Demon Emperor said.

"I have no great interest in alchemy, and relying on the Tomb Dragon Power gives me too many lucky breaks. As long as I can refine pills, they are guaranteed to be of the highest quality, without challenge."

Ye Mo shook his head; indeed, his Tomb Dragon Power had many wondrous aspects.

"No need to overthink it now; tomorrow marks the alchemy competition. Prepare well."

The Wraith Demon Emperor urged.

"I can hardly wait."

Ye Mo said, gazing softly at Li Mengli lying beside him, "Mengli, you’ll wake soon. When you do, no matter what you say, I won’t let you leave again; you’ll always be mine."

. . .

In the blink of an eye, the highly anticipated Alchemist Competition finally arrived.

The entire Dan City buzzed with excitement, as people flocked from all directions to the massive central square.

Today marked the start of the Alchemist Competition. However, it wasn’t the actual contest but rather registration and preliminary selection phase.

The competition had no entry barriers, even a First Rank Alchemist could register and participate.

Of course, while there were no barriers, those below Eighth Rank wouldn’t dare embarrass themselves. Today, despite no official competition, one could see the genius alchemists. Hence, lower-ranked alchemists gathered early around the square, watching the lively scene.

Meanwhile, guards maintained order around the square.

When Ye Mo arrived at the Dan City Square with Yang Rong, he couldn’t help but marvel. The square’s length and width equaled ten football fields.

On the square, there was a long table set up with various herbs displayed atop it, an impressive array.

"I’ve heard that this Alchemist Competition will feature top genius alchemists from several prominent families. It’s said that the Pill Demon’s heir will also appear, vowing to take the championship."

"Will the Pill Demon’s heir participate in this competition? However, he may find it difficult to win, as the Pill Saint’s heir is also said to be attending."

"What? The Pill Saint’s heir will also attend this alchemy competition?"

"Indeed, not only that, I heard a disciple from the Dan Clan mention that the Pill Saint himself will judge the contest."

"The Pill Saint’s heir reportedly became a Ninth-Order Alchemist centuries ago. I doubt the Pill Demon’s heir can rival him; the champion spot should be his."

"Don’t forget Dan Chenzi from the Dan Clan."

"Though formidable, Dan Chenzi faces competition from the Li Clan’s Li Duanmu, the Chen Clan’s Chen Tianran, and the Yang Clan’s Yang Qingshu, none of whom are easy opponents."

Around the square, countless alchemists discussed the renowned talents present. These alchemists were considered continent-level geniuses.

Once every century, alchemists honed their skills diligently for this very day.

"Woo, woo, woo!"

Suddenly, the sound of a long flute echoed, audible across the entire square. Though not as thunderous as drumming, the sound carried far.

The crowd surged vigorously, as masses moved swiftly toward the center square.

At this moment, an elder descended from the sky, landing on a tall platform beside the square. Ye Mo sensed the elder’s aura, surprised to discover his cultivation had reached the Sixth Realm of Divine Venerate.

"I am Dan Dongfeng, an elder of the Dan Clan, and the examiner for your first round of registration."

Dan Dongfeng said, waving his sleeve for a seat to appear before him. He seated himself, stating, "Now, for those who wish to participate, please form an orderly queue."