Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting from Fist Technique Deduction
Chapter 128 - 116 Pill Master Examination

Chapter 128: Chapter 116 Pill Master Examination

Near the central hall of the ancient academy, still in that vintage-styled room.

Several quiet burning stoves surrounded the room, providing a comfortable temperature within.

The same three men and one woman sat inside.

The man in coarse linen sat at the head, quietly listening to the other two’s discussion.

"These past two days, the Huai River Pier truly hasn’t been peaceful," the slender man in brocade softly spoke, "The Hong family suffered great losses this time."

"Hehe," the slightly heroic woman smiled, "Two Condensed Essence Third Rank, two Condensed Essence First Rank. Not counting the Qingzhu Gang’s peripheral forces, truly a painful loss."

"That scar-faced man, where does he come from, where is he hiding, is there any news?" the youth in linen softly asked from the head seat.

"It’s said he’s with the same group that wiped out the Li family last time," the man sitting by the stove slightly adjusted himself for a more comfortable position, "He fought to a standstill with Chang Weibao, then fled to the deep mountains in the west, and the Hong family had to let it go."

"Several Hall Masters of Huaining Hall have died. The Hong family is probably still having a headache figuring out who to place in charge," the slender youth continued the conversation with a laugh.

"If we had a man at the Condensed Essence level, it’d be perfect for this position. The Hong family could only silently suffer this loss, but unfortunately, there’s no suitable candidate," the woman sighed, took a sip of tea to moisten her throat.

The man in linen nodded in agreement, missing such a fine opportunity was indeed a pity. Otherwise, taking over the Huai River Pier would be a great achievement within the family.

"Last time we sent Lin Yuan over, how did he fare?" the linen-clad man suddenly thought.

"Lin Yuan," the slender man immediately straightened up, leaned in, "You wouldn’t believe it, we’ve all underestimated him."

"Is there something to say?" the group asked simultaneously.

"Before Ao Daguang died, Lin Yuan stood before everyone, blocking Shen Chengtian’s special skills, and defeated him head-on. Such rapid progress, it’s indeed extraordinary talent," the slender man expressed with a hint of astonishment.

"So, is this person’s strength among the top ten?" The man by the stove also sat up straight, exclaiming.

"If the people on-site didn’t exaggerate, indeed," the slender man nodded, speaking solemnly.

"Such talent is excellent," the heroic woman laughed, "Give him another two to three years to break through the Condensed Essence barrier. He’ll have the qualification to serve by our side."

The group nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Since he managed to stay alive amidst the chaos at the Huai River Pier, it seems he must have some wit," the man in linen picked up his cup of tea, drank, then set it down, instructing, "The pier’s in chaos now; it would be a shame if he died. Find a time to meet him, see if he knows to seize the advantage."

"If he’s willing to serve us, bring him back to the Transmission Hall to cultivate for two years. Otherwise, let him fend for himself."

"Alright, I’ll handle it tomorrow," the resolute woman nodded in agreement.

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Alchemy Hall of the academy.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve been here; I feel quite nostalgic," Lin Yuan once again stood at the entrance of the Alchemy Hall’s main hall.

He thought back to when he first came here, catching the scent of medicinal herbs, feeling a sense of longing in his heart.

Now, standing at the entrance once more, seeing the hundreds of long stairs beneath his feet, he’s quietly walked past them.

The screen by the entrance remained vividly detailed, but he himself had changed.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

Several disciple servants passed by him with respect in their faces, then quietly moved away, afraid to disturb Lin Yuan.

"Heh," Lin Yuan watched them leave, chuckling and shaking his head.

That humble self has become a thing of the past, and he now truly felt his status had quietly shifted.

Lin Yuan looked at the screen once more, clearing his mind of distractions, and headed straight towards the examination area.

Meanwhile, beside the main hall of the Alchemy Hall, several pill masters responsible for assessments were already in place.

Among them, an elderly man’s expression was stern; as the elder overseeing logistics for the Pei family, he represented them in witnessing the new generation’s promotion of pill masters, which was a significant authority.

Yet, though his face remained calm, his eyes were constantly watching the two pill masters, afraid they might start a fight.

One of the pill masters was Liu Ju, the other named Meng Jian, both seasoned mid-grade pill masters with prospects of becoming top-grade. They held high status in their family, almost comparable to ordinary elders.

The two pill masters often competed against each other, dissatisfied with one another. Because of this, the Pei family deliberately arranged them apart, avoiding them colliding.

But this time, someone used connections with Meng Jian to invite him to preside. Liu Ju became even more attentive, particularly proud of his disciple’s advancement to mid-grade pill master’s assessment.

"Hehe," Liu Ju sat by the tea table, his face glowing with pride, "My disciple spent fifteen years learning alchemy, and now only entered mid-grade. Truly dull."

Liu Ju spoke with extreme pride.

Fifteen years to reach mid-grade is considered amazing talent.

It’s worth noting that they both took similarly long to achieve mid-grade.

"Damn thing. Fifteen years to achieve mid-grade, my disciples are only just reaching the threshold," Meng Jian ground his teeth in anger, wishing to punch Liu Ju upon seeing his expression.

Since he had no outstanding disciples, he could only keep pouring tea for himself.

But how could a single cup last? Meng Jian quickly emptied it in a few gulps.

"What’s wrong with this tea? Is the academy’s stove insufficient to heat the water? They’re taking too long to refill!" Meng Jian, staring angrily at Liu Ju’s smug look, banged the table in frustration.