Strongest Abandoned Son - Chapter 894

[Chapter 894 twists and turns]

“They are also coming to participate in the Alchemy Hall of Fame Competition?” Ye Mo asked in surprise, but he was surprised. If all these old people came to participate in the competition, it would be really difficult for ordinary people to get a good ranking.

Yan Zheng shook his head and said, “Senior Tong came to Shaoye, of course, not to participate in the Alchemy Hall of Fame competition. He is a member of the Alchemy Association and should be a judge. The cultivator who participates in the Alchemy Hall of Fame competition must be younger than three years old. Hundred years old, Senior Tong is over 800 years old, so of course it is impossible to participate in the Hall of Fame competition. So you don’t have to worry, as long as you can reach the seventh rank elixir master, it is almost the same, if you can’t reach the seventh rank elixir master, There is hope if the Chengdan rate is higher.”

The seventh-grade elixir master and the sixth-grade elixir master are a huge chasm. In Yan Zheng’s heart, Ye Mo is the sixth-grade elixir master, and Ye Mo’s master should be the seventh-grade elixir master. Ye Mo finally understood why Yan Zheng asked about his master’s age.

“By the way, has your master arrived at Broken Yecheng? If it is convenient, I would like to visit his old man with you.” Ye Mo never mentioned his master, and he promised to get the ranking. In Zheng’s heart, Ye Mo’s master must have come to Broken Yecheng long ago.

Ye Mo smiled awkwardly and said, “Actually, Brother Yan, I haven’t contacted my master yet. I said that I would participate in the competition myself.”

“What?” Yan Zheng looked at Ye Mo in surprise, and after a while he said hesitantly: “Brother Ye, that, although I said that there is hope for a sixth-grade alchemist, but…”

Yan Zheng said in his heart that those words were to comfort Ye Mo. If a sixth-grade alchemist had a higher success rate, it would still be possible for him to enter the alchemy hall of fame. But to grab the top 10, that hope simply doesn’t exist. If it’s really like what Ye Mo said, his master didn’t come, but he himself came to represent ‘Xianbaolou’ to participate in the competition, then it would be over.

Ye Mo certainly understood what Yan Zheng meant, although he never said that Master would attend, and Yan Zheng never asked. But both of them knew in their hearts that it was Ye Mo’s master who competed, not Ye Mo. But now Ye Mo suddenly said that the competition was his own, which made Yan Zheng unacceptable. In Yan Zheng’s view, although there are not many sixth-grade alchemists, it is still possible to find a dozen or so sixth-grade elixir masters in the ‘Xianbaolou’.

Ye Mo patted Yan Zheng’s shoulder and said, “Brother Yan, don’t worry, I can already refine the seventh-grade elixir, don’t worry.”

After hearing Ye Mo’s words, Yan Zheng was not surprised or surprised at all. A sixth-grade elixir master could refine a seventh-grade elixir just by chance, but it was just luck, and there was no chance of success at all.

Yan Zheng sighed, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took out a communication bead to look at it. After reading it, he hurriedly said to Ye Mo: “Brother Ye, you go to an inn to stay first. will come to you.”

After he finished speaking, he stuffed Ye Mo with a communication bead, hurriedly turned around and left, and soon disappeared into the crowd. Broken Leaf City is restricted by Divine Sense, and Divine Sense has no way to sweep it out, so communication beads are used to contact everyone in the city. However, this kind of communication beads has a distance limit. After reaching a certain distance, it will directly fail.

Ye Mo shook his head, looked at the communication beads in his hand, and put them away, but he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

He felt Yan Zheng’s worries on the way to Broken Yecheng with Yan Zheng, and when he just said that it was not his master but himself that he was going to compete, Yan Zheng’s worries seemed to be heavier. In addition, after the two entered Broken Leaf City, Yan Zheng did not take him to the post house in the ‘Xianbaolou’, but let him find a place to rest by himself. It can be seen that things are not as simple as Ye Mo thought.

The prosperity and abundance of Broken Leaf City is far from what Hezhou City can compare to. Ye Mo believes that there must be something he needs here, and maybe he can buy the knife he needs here. Although he is very good at alchemy and has a good level of formation, but his level of refining is not good.

But Ye Mo immediately thought that he had very few spirit stones on his body, adding up to only 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones, and that wasn’t enough, he still owed Yan Zheng 50,000 high-grade spirit stones. In addition, he just saw Tong Wusheng, a ruthless man, on the street, and Ye Mo didn’t have any thoughts to go shopping.

Although Broken Leaf City was during the Pill Society Grand Competition, fortunately, Broken Leaf City was big enough and there were a lot of inn accommodation. Ye Mo found a cheap inn in a very remote corner.

The reason why he found a cheap and remote place to live was not because Ye Mo didn’t have a spirit stone, but because Ye Mo was afraid of that boy’s black face. In Ye Mo’s opinion, the surnamed Tong has both status and status. The place where he lives is definitely the most central and luxurious place in Broken Ye City. He lives in a remote place, and the farther away he is, the better.

If it wasn’t for the desire to go to Shayuan Medicine Valley, Ye Mo might have sneaked away.

…

The headquarters of ‘Xianbaolou’ is not in Broken Leaf City, but the ‘Xianbaolou’ in Broken Leaf City is not small, at least much larger than the ‘Xianbaolou’ branch in Hezhou City.

There are many merchants in Broken Leaf City. Although the ‘Xianbaolou’ is not small, it is not conspicuous in Broken Leaf City.

When Yan Zheng hurriedly entered the ‘Xianbaolou’ in Broken Leaf City, he clearly felt that the atmosphere was a little different and seemed a little depressing.

“Yan Zheng, why are you here until now? The elders meeting is being held, and I told you to go in immediately.” As soon as Yan Zheng came in, a man in charge immediately walked up to him and said eagerly.

Yan Zheng nodded and said, “I know…”

He hesitated for a while, and wanted to ask if his uncle was there, but after the steward brought the message to Yan Zheng, he immediately turned around and left, as if he didn’t want to stay for a second.

Yan Zheng didn’t dare to catch up and ask, but hurriedly walked towards the innermost conference hall.

As soon as he walked into the conference hall of the Broken Leaf Pavilion in the ‘Xianbao Building’, he felt that the depression became more and more obvious. Yan Zheng looked at the eight elders and the middle-aged man in the conference hall in amazement, and his heart became more and more shocked, even the big butler of the ‘Xianbaolou’ came.

The power of the chief steward of the ‘Xianbaolou’ is so great that he can be said to be the first person under the pavilion master. Although he knew that there would be a few elders coming to the ‘Xianbaolou’ this time, he didn’t expect the above to pay so much attention. Eight elders came at once, and even the big butler came. You must know that there are only twelve elders in the ‘Xianbaolou’.

But what reassured him was that his uncle was also here. Looking at his uncle’s relaxed eyes, Yan Zheng finally calmed down.

Yan Zheng didn’t dare to be negligent, and hurriedly bent over and said, “Yan Zheng has seen the big butler and eight elders in the Hezhou branch of the ‘Xianbaolou’.”

After he finished speaking, Yan Zheng walked carefully to stand behind his uncle. His uncle Yan Jun was the elder of the ‘Xianbaolou’. The reason why Yan Zheng was able to enter the ‘Xianbaolou’ and work as a steward in the Hezhou branch was mainly thanks to Yan Jun.

However, although Yan Jun was Yan Zheng’s uncle, Yan Zheng called him father because Yan Zheng was the son adopted by his parents to Yan Jun.

Seeing Yan Zheng carefully standing behind him, Yan Jun nodded, but also did not speak.

“Elder Yan, now that Yan Zheng is here, I think the alchemy expert he mentioned should also bring it? Why didn’t someone bring it in?” Yan Zheng just stood up when a somewhat sharp voice rang out.

Yan Jun ignored the alchemy expert, but looked at Yan Zheng without speaking.

Yan Zheng’s back suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and he could even feel that the elder’s words were deliberately aimed at his uncle. For a while, he didn’t know how to answer.

“Xiaozheng, since Elder Feng asked, you should tell him. It is normal for a sixth-grade alchemist to be called an alchemist.” Yan Jun’s tone was calm, and he did not take the elder’s words seriously.

“Yes, it is very powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, let us see it. Otherwise, how do we know that this is not someone bluffing the head? I also heard that what Yan Zheng did in Hezhou was not a good idea. Little, the tens of thousands of square meters of Hezhou City can be freely given to others. Although I don’t care about this place in the ‘Xianbaolou’, there must be a bright hall. If everyone does this, The future of my ‘Xianbaolou’ is really worrying.” The elder didn’t care what Yan Jun said, and still said sarcastically.

“Feng Jiyu, what do you mean? In a place like Hezhou City, is it a disadvantage to spend 10,000 square meters to hire a sixth-grade alchemist?” Yan Jun’s face suddenly sank.

Yan Zheng now fully understood that the elder of the ‘Xianbaolou’ was looking for trouble with his uncle, so he brought out the trivial things he had done. Although the tens of thousands of square meters in Hezhou City is not small, for the ‘Xianbaolou’, it is not even trivial.

His uncle asked him to spend more time on cultivation. Could it have something to do with this?

“Okay, what’s the way to be noisy. Yan Zheng, tell me, how confident is that alchemist’s master? If possible, let him come to the ‘Xianbaolou’ to refine a seventh-grade spirit Dan, give it a try.” At this time, the big butler who was sitting at the top interrupted Yan Jun and Feng Jiyu who were still arguing.

Yan Zheng’s heart sank, and he immediately knew that it was normal, and even a small matter was caught by his uncle’s opponent, and he wanted to make a fuss. Although Ye Mo said that he had full confidence, Yan Zheng only thought that Ye Mo was eager to get his help at the time. In his opinion, Ye Mo will be satisfied as long as he has 30% confidence. But now that his master has not come, he is half sure.

And what worries Yan Zheng even more is that the matter of the ‘Xianbaolou’ Alchemy Hall of Fame Grand Competition and the number of places to participate were all managed by his uncle, so how come even the big butler has intervened?

He didn’t dare to hide the question from the big butler. He hurriedly walked out and bowed to the big butler and said, “It was originally an appointment, but the master of Alchemist Ye has an emergency. The only one who can represent us in the competition is Alchemy Ye.”

Yan Zheng didn’t dare to say that Ye Mo was already a seventh-grade alchemist, and he didn’t believe what Ye Mo said at all.

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