The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 957 - Chapter 957 Chapter 957 Master Wen

Chapter 957: Chapter 957: Master Wen Chapter 957: Chapter 957: Master Wen As soon as Fang Lin said this, Master Zhong and the elderly woman were both seething with anger, especially the elderly woman, who directly scolded with rage, “You brat! How dare you slander me and Master Zhong, it’s unforgivable!”

Fang Lin curled his lips, “I haven’t even said anything yet, and you’re reacting so strongly, it seems I was right. You must be having an affair with Master Zhong, otherwise, you wouldn’t have stepped in to stop it when you saw Master Zhong was about to lose.”

The elderly woman’s face turned ashen, and she was about to speak again, but Fang Lin didn’t give her the chance, continuing, “However, one should know oneself. Look at Master Zhong, although he is old, he is still the epitome of scum–no, I mean talent–with a presence and image that make him a perfect older gentleman. Now look at yourself, skin and bones, looking like an Old Pickle; better not set your sights on Master Zhong, he won’t take a fancy to you.”

Inside the Nine Palace Bag, the millennium Corpse Ginseng suddenly sneezed, feeling inexplicably as if someone was speaking ill of it behind its back.

The elderly woman felt like her lungs were about to explode with anger; Fang Lin’s words were just too hurtful. Even Master Zhong was so angry that he wanted to curse out loud.

The crowd displayed a range of expressions, all with strange looks in their eyes as they watched Fang Lin. This youngster’s way of insulting people was incredibly vicious, as if he was cursing both Master Meng and Master Zhong together.

“Fang Lin! I want to tear your mouth apart!” The elderly woman was enraged, driven beyond rational thought by Fang Lin’s insidiously hurtful words, her aura surging as she prepared to strike Fang Lin.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the Master Conference is not a place for you to fight,” just then, a gentle voice sounded, and a person entered the hall, speaking to prevent the confrontation.

Upon hearing this voice, the elderly woman immediately calmed down, not actually making a move, but the fury and malice on her face did not diminish in the slightest.

Fang Lin turned to look and saw a person slowly approaching.

This was a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his thirties at most, yet with white hair and eyes that showed a deep world-weariness.

Upon seeing this man, the other Pill Refiners in the hall all showed solemn respect, even Master Zhong, the most senior among them, did not dare to treat the white-haired man with disrespect.

“Greetings, Master Wen,” all the Masters of Pill said in unison, addressing this man in white as Grandmaster.

A Five Cauldrons Pill Refiner would be called a Master of Pill.

Above the Five Cauldrons Pill Refiner, a Six Cauldrons’ realm is honored with the title of Grandmaster.

Pill Grandmaster! They are individuals who have the qualifications and strength to establish schools and spread their Alchemy Tao, representing a truly splendid height in the realm of Alchemy Tao.

This man in white was actually a Pill Grandmaster, in the realm of Six Cauldrons Pill Refiner.

Fang Lin felt some surprise and did not dare to neglect, immediately bowing in greeting like the other Masters of Pill.

In Fang Lin’s previous era, Six Cauldrons Pill Refiners were not too rare, but in this era, a Six Cauldrons Pill Refiner represented a terrifying existence.

Even within the vast organization of the Pill Alliance, Six Cauldrons Pill Refiners were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Every Pill Grandmaster held a status not inferior to the high ranks of the Pill Alliance, and in terms of being respected by others, Pill Grandmasters were even more revered than the Pill Alliance’s high-rank officials.

After all, high-rank officials of the Pill Alliance are not necessarily Pill Grandmasters, but if a Pill Grandmaster sought a position within the Pill Alliance, they would surely occupy a high-ranking seat.

The white-haired Master Wen before them was a true Six Cauldrons Pill Refiner and was also an elder of the Pill Alliance, with an age comparable to Master Zhong. However, his talent was much greater than Master Zhong’s, and having consumed a Stay-Young Pill, he maintained the appearance of being in his thirties without any signs of aging.

The Master Conference this time was also presided over by Master Wen.

It was a tradition that each Master Conference would be hosted by a grandmaster, for those who ranked below could not command the scene entirely. After all, this place was filled with alchemy masters, and without someone of sufficient weight to maintain order, the conference could hardly proceed in an orderly fashion.

The presence of Master Wen immediately dissipated the tense atmosphere in the grand hall, and no one dared act recklessly in front of him.

Master Wen had a calm demeanor and surveyed the many alchemy masters present, finally resting his gaze on Fang Lin.

“Are you the newly promoted Five Cauldrons Pill Refiner, Fang Lin?” Master Wen inquired, his eyes reflecting a hint of curiosity.

Fang Lin bowed with his hands clasped: “Junior Fang Lin pays respects to Master Wen.”

Master Wen smiled slightly: “Indeed, a rare talent in our Pill Alliance. At less than twenty years of age, you’ve already stepped into the Five Cauldrons realm. The younger generation is indeed formidable.”

Hearing Master Wen’s praise for Fang Lin, the old lady, Master Zhong, and Master Ling, among others, were quite dissatisfied in their hearts, but they dared not act recklessly in front of Master Wen.

“Master Wen overpraises me. I still have much to learn from you,” Fang Lin responded with much more humility and politeness than before.

This was Fang Lin, who wouldn’t hold back when it was time to be arrogant and unyielding. If others were rude to him, he would not show them the slightest courtesy.

If someone else was courteous, then Fang Lin, too, would naturally act humbly.

In any case, he believed in treating people with the attitude they deserved.

Master Wen nodded and patted Fang Lin’s shoulder, an action that surprised many of the alchemy masters present.

Everyone knew Master Wen for his famously indifferent temperament; in the Pill Alliance, he was a low-profile figure who had never been seen so close to any junior.

This affectionate gesture, combined with words of praise, seemed to convey an attitude: that Master Wen viewed Fang Lin favorably and to mistreat him would be to disrespect Master Wen himself.

Master Zhong, Old Pickle, and others witnessed this and their eyes darkened with displeasure, seething inwardly.

Master Wen then looked toward Master Zhong, his face showing little smile, appearing very neutral. “Brother Zhong, you’re indeed of age now, try to temper your anger.”

Even though Master Wen looked young, he was actually a contemporary of Master Zhong, and as a grandmaster, it was entirely appropriate for him to address Master Zhong as a younger brother.

Master Zhong slightly bowed with clasped hands: “Master Wen has taught me well. I indeed behaved inappropriately.”

Master Wen nodded, saying no more, as it was not appropriate to reprimand a peer too much.

As for the old lady surnamed Meng, she began to feel a bit uneasy.

As expected, Master Wen’s next glance fell on her, and his expression was not as pleasant.

“Master Meng, it’s quite unacceptable for you to obstruct and interfere with others’ fair competition,” said Master Wen coldly.

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