Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend
Chapter 87 Spiritual Power Test (Part 1)

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 Spiritual Power Test (Part 1)

On their way to the testing hall, Ye Lingyue also encountered two other Forging Masters—namely, the Zhang brothers, who had won third place at the Refining Conference by forging with seventy percent Xuantie.

These two brothers, both from Li City, were honest in nature and not very old, being only twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Since childhood, they learned forging from their father and had abundant forging experience.

President Liao, seeing their potential, made an exception to recruit them both into the Alchemist Association. However, since the brothers hadn’t been exposed to spiritual power before, it was necessary to test whether they were capable of learning spiritual power.

"President Liao, Master Ye," the brothers greeted President Liao and Ye Lingyue respectfully when they saw them.

They did not look down on Ye Lingyue due to her age or gender in the slightest.

After all, not everyone can forge Moon Iron.

When Song Guangyi and other Forging Masters verbally attacked Ye Lingyue earlier, the two brothers did not utter a word, standing aside, which made Ye Lingyue feel quite fond of them.

Having forged the Moon Iron, Ye Lingyue had only recently joined the Alchemist Association, but her fame had already spread far and wide within the Association.

"Every person joining the Alchemist Association must first undergo a potential test. Since you’ve already learned spiritual power, you don’t need to take the admission test. Come with me to the testing hall and see which level your current Spiritual Power Cultivation has reached," President Liao had attempted to probe how high Ye Lingyue’s Spiritual Power Cultivation was,

But when he tried, he discovered that there was a hazy, mist-like substance inside Ye Lingyue’s body, preventing outsiders’ prying.

This child must either have a unique body constitution or extraordinary talent.

The testing hall of the Alchemist Association was located on the highest floor of the Association and was only open to the public during testing periods.

Upon entering the testing hall, Ye Lingyue saw nine cauldrons.

These cauldrons, all forged from Xuantie, had the peculiar feature of each being of a different size.

"According to the regulations of the Alchemist Association, once one has comprehended spiritual power, one is considered a Quasi Alchemist. The nine Heavy Cauldrons before us are used for testing. Each cauldron is marked with a different weight, and the more cauldrons you lift with spiritual power, the higher your Spiritual Power Cultivation," President Liao explained with a smile upon seeing the puzzled look on Ye Lingyue’s face.

Ye Lingyue approached for a closer look and saw the weight marked on each cauldron.

The first cauldron was about the size of a fist and marked with "One Jin."

The second cauldron was bigger, the size of an incense burner marked with "Ten Jin."

The third cauldron was the size of a watermelon and marked with "Fifty Jin."

Continuing, the weights of the fourth to the ninth cauldrons were "One Hundred Jin, Two Hundred Fifty Jin, Five Hundred Jin, Eight Hundred Jin, One Thousand Jin, and Three Thousand Jin" respectively.

Seeing these astonishing weight figures left Ye Lingyue dumbfounded.

These weights seemed to be even greater than what Martial Artists could endure.

"President Liao, you’re an Eighth Rank Alchemist, does that mean you can lift a Thousand-Pound Cauldron using just spiritual power?" Ye Lingyue had heard that some powerful Martial Artists could lift weights of thousands of Jin with a single hand.

Looking at President Liao with eight cauldron seals embroidered on his lapel, Ye Lingyue couldn’t help but wonder if President Liao, who seemed no different from a doddering old man, could also lift the Thousand-Pound Cauldron.

President Liao was actually about the same age as Ye Lingyue’s step-grandfather, Ye Gu, but Ye Gu looked much younger than President Liao. At least Ye Lingyue was certain that the likelihood of her grandfather lifting the Thousand-Pound Cauldron seemed much greater than that of President Liao.

As if he had heard the little mutter in Ye Lingyue’s heart, President Liao blinked his eyes.

"You are mistaken, Friend Ye. To pass the Alchemist Association’s test and become an Eight Rank Alchemist, one must lift the first seven cauldrons and the eighth cauldron. Therefore, to become an Eight Rank Alchemist, you must at least lift cauldrons weighing around two thousand pounds with your spiritual power," said President Liao with a smile.

Ye Lingyue felt her calves cramp and her back sour at the thought of having to lift two thousand pounds.

Before coming to the Alchemist Association, she thought that with her current spiritual power cultivation, she could easily reach the Third or even Fourth Rank. But now it seemed utterly impossible.

"Does Friend Ye think that I’m speaking nonsense? Hmm, it’s been a long time since I’ve exercised. Today seems like a good day to do so," said President Liao as he stepped forward, focusing his eyes on the several cauldrons in front of him.

Ye Lingyue could only feel an intense spiritual power, sweeping out from him like a storm, silently striking the several cauldrons.

Just like a magic trick, the first cauldron began to hover. Then the second cauldron also floated up, followed by the third one... one after another.

President Liao’s breathing didn’t waver as he used his spiritual power to lift the first six cauldrons. By now, he was already carrying several hundred pounds.

When lifting the seventh cauldron, President Liao’s face turned slightly red, but he successfully raised it. By the time he reached the eighth cauldron, he took a deep breath and some sweat appeared on his forehead.

The eighth cauldron, weighing a full thousand pounds, was also lifted.

The eight cauldrons lined up straight, floating in midair, leaving Ye Lingyue stunned.

Under Ye Lingyue’s amazed gaze, President Liao chuckled and gave his arms a slight shake, withdrawing his spiritual power.

The eight cauldrons landed on the ground simultaneously, without making a sound, as if they were made of cotton.

An Eight Rank Alchemist indeed lived up to their reputation.

At this point, Ye Lingyue was thoroughly convinced.

"Friend Ye, there’s no need to be too astonished. In fact, the Li City Alchemist Association is but an inconspicuous part of the greater Daxia Alchemist Association. There are many more masters in the Alchemist Associations of other commanderies. Truly formidable alchemists, let alone lifting the Thousand-Pound Cauldron, can even lift mountains and seas, with the ability to fill the sea and move mountains," said President Liao, causing Ye Lingyue’s heart to tremble.

It turned out that within the seemingly frail bodies of alchemists, such terrifying power was hidden. Spiritual power was no less significant than primordial power.

"President Liao, what lies beyond a Nine Rank Alchemist? Who is more formidable when compared to the first-tier martial artists of Daxia Country?" Today’s conversation with President Liao was like opening a new door of cultivation for Ye Lingyue.

"Above Nine Rank, they are called Fang Venerates. However, those are almost divine beings. Apart from the emperors of the nations and the masters of the top-tier Outer World Sects, rarely does anyone get to meet them. As for who is more formidable between the peak martial artists and the esteemed alchemists, even I do not know," President Liao said with a sense of longing.

Ye Lingyue thought of the Hong Meng Fang Immortal. He must also be a worldly master since he could refine a place like Hong Meng Heaven.

Unfortunately, the whereabouts of the Hong Meng Fang Immortal and the Jade Hand Poison Master, the two predecessors, had become a mystery. It was unknown if they were still alive in this world.

"Friend Ye, are you ready to start the test?" President Liao did not know what was going through Ye Lingyue’s mind at that moment. He was also curious to see the extent of Ye Lingyue’s current spiritual power cultivation.