Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Sudden Surge: Xiao Yan’s Highlight Mont
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Liu Ling and the Little Princess turned their slightly annoyed gazes over.
They saw that in front of the gray-robed youth, the fla within his cauldron was burning fiercely—a blazing blue-white fla.
After another mont, a stream of pill fragrance tinged faintly with purple quietly began to rise, like drifting smoke.
"Colored pill fragrance!"
As they stared at that light purple fragrance, nearly every alchemist on the plaza who knew what that ant cried out in shock.
Even the expressions of the various VIPs on the platform began to turn grim.
Pill fragrance that possesses color—such a phenonon generally only appears with Tier 5 pills.
Of course, so peak Tier 4 pills could also produce such a result.
Though technically still of the Tier 4, such peak-grade pills often held value and energy comparable to ordinary Tier 5 pills.
Judging by the situation before them, the pill refined by this gray-robed youth was undeniably a full level higher than those of the Little Princess and Liu Ling.
The difference in strength was clear.
Now, only Xian’er remained.
All eyes turned toward Xian’er, who still stood motionless.
At this mont, that figure in white robes and silver hair, ethereal like a celestial being, had beco their last hope.
But everyone’s hearts grew heavy.
Because until now, they had not seen her switch to a third fla.
A Two-Line Green Spirit Pill likely wouldn’t be enough to secure victory.
"Wei Yang, if this continues..." Fa Ma looked up at the sky, bit his lip, and said, "Why don’t you take the stage?"
Wei Yang glanced at Xian’er. A faint smile flickered in his eyes as he replied calmly, "Stay calm. Don’t panic."
...
"Gaga—you all lost!" The gray-robed youth burst out in arrogant laughter.
He swept a scornful glance over the Little Princess and Liu Ling, whose faces had both instantly turned pale and dispirited.
Then, his gaze shifted to Xian’er, still unmoving. He sneered coldly, "Gaga, is the Two-Line Green Spirit Pill your limit? Makes sense—even for a Tier 5 alchemist, refining a Three-Line pill cos with a high failure rate. Two-Lines are decent, but compared to ? Not enough! Gagaga~"
The Little Princess and Liu Ling lowered their heads in silence.
Before such an overwhelming advantage, any argunt felt utterly pointless and powerless.
Just then—
"You think you’ve already won? Not necessarily." A calm and clear voice suddenly rang out—Xiao Yan’s faint laugh.
The unexpected voice stunned the crowd. Instantly, countless gazes turned toward one direction.
They saw that the youth who had stood motionless like a wooden post atop the stone platform had, at so point, lifted his head once again. His face now bore a rare, gentle, and confident smile.
That smile—no one knew why—gave off a completely different feeling.
It felt as if sothing had changed. As if so kind of new aura and confidence had erged.
"An awakening in a mont of desperation... Did he break through?" Wei Yang murmured to himself, a trace of emotion flickering in his eyes.
He’d exploded.
Xiao Yan had just broken through a bottleneck.
And not just any bottleneck—it was a breakthrough in soul power!
Truly incredible!
...
With a soft chuckle, Xiao Yan turned his head to glance at the gray-robed youth who had just been sneering at him.
He smiled faintly, then slowly raised a thumb toward the youth—only to flip it downward in front of everyone.
"So arrogant? Do you really think the match is already decided? Didn’t I say—I’ll nail you down. Want the championship? Better ask
first," Xiao Yan said softly.
"Heh... so you got your mindset back—so what?" the gray-robed youth sneered. "With less than half the ti left, you think you can still refine a pill better than mine? Hahaha! You need to know your limits—or you’ll just end up a joke."
Xiao Yan only smiled, saying nothing more.
He waved his sleeve. A gust of Dou Qi swept across the stone platform, clearing away the scorched black ashes before him.
With a flick of his finger, a glimr of light shot from his storage ring—and a whole pile of dicinal ingredients appeared once again.
Xiao Yan slowly extended his hands. After a mont of stillness, a wisp of green fla rose from his body.
Then, one fla after another erged from within him.
By the end, the green flas had completely enveloped his entire body—
Transforming him into a man of fire.
A blazing figure, bathed in surging green flas.
"What the—?!"
"To control so many Heavenly Flas... what kind of soul power would that take?!"
Every alchemist on the scene stared wide-eyed at Xiao Yan, now almost entirely a figure of fire, unable to stop themselves from gasping in shock.
Even the gray-robed youth’s eyelids began to twitch wildly.
He couldn’t understand—within just that brief stretch of ti, what had happened to this young man?
How had he suddenly begun to unleash such terrifying soul power?
In the VIP section—
"This little fellow’s soul power... it’s clearly much stronger than before!" Fa Ma exclaid in astonishnt, staring at Xiao Yan, whose entire body was now engulfed in blue flas.
His voice carried not just comfort, but also a trace of envy. "He broke through under pressure. This kind of powerful soul power, even many elders within the Association can’t compare. He’s gained too much this ti!"
"Comparable to a peak Dou Huang... only slightly inferior to Xian’er’s soul power. I’d say he’s at half-step mid stage Mortal Realm," Wei Yang also gasped.
This sudden power spike was just... ridiculous!
To say they weren’t envious would be a lie.
After all, Xiao Yan was currently only a re one-star Da Dou Shi!
A One-Star Da Dou Shi, yet already possessed soul power that could rival a peak Dou Huang...
Damn.
Everyone knew—without a soul cultivation technique—an alchemist’s soul power could not be actively cultivated.
It could only accumulate slowly over ti, or grow slightly with each breakthrough in cultivation level.
Of course, nothing in the world is absolute.
There were rare heavenly treasures capable of enhancing soul power. But such items were extrely rare.
Aside from that, only special thods or fateful encounters could trigger a leap in soul power.
Xiao Yan’s case was clearly the latter—a special thod.
This was a major stroke of fortune.
Under imnse pressure, he shattered his limits.
This kind of state was sowhat similar to an epiphany.
In a mystical, indescribable state of enlightennt—if one was lucky—they could gain trendous soul power.
What Xiao Yan displayed now was exactly that kind of state.
No wonder Wei Yang was so deeply envious.
...
On the plaza—
Xiao Yan had begun refining the dicinal ingredients.
This ti, his refining speed was noticeably faster than before, and his movents no longer bore that previous hesitation or caution.
As he controlled the Heavenly Flas, there was not even a hint of doubt. Every gesture and movent revealed a faint air of calm and composure, the kind that only appeared in truly seasoned alchemy masters.
Like Fa Ma. Like Wei Yang.
At this mont, Xiao Yan still seed to be enveloped in that mysterious state.
Roar—!
Nine green fire dragons coiled and swirled inside the cauldron.
One by one, herbs were tossed into the cauldron, where the fire dragons opened their jaws and devoured them.
With his other hand, he gathered the refined dicinal essence and casually stored it into jade bottles.
His movents were as smooth as flowing water, with an ease and grace that felt effortless despite the complexity.
Everyone watching was utterly stunned, mouths agape.
For a mont, so even felt as if they had been transported back in ti—witnessing once again the scene of Master Wei publicly refining a Dou Ling Pill.
Right now, Xiao Yan gave off an eerie sense of déjà vu—he actually seed to carry so of Master Wei’s aura and elegance.
The difference was: one was currently refining a Three-Line Green Spirit Pill, and the other, back then, was refining a Dou Ling Pill.
And now, aided by this mystical state, Xiao Yan’s soul power had reached its peak. The many herbs laid out on the stone platform were being refined at an astonishing speed into pure essence.
Even the elders of the Alchemist Association were watching with dazed expressions.
Because Xiao Yan’s current display—the ease and grace he showed—was sothing even they couldn’t match.
At the scene, perhaps only Vice President Qie Mi Er, President Fa Ma, and Master Wei could refine a Three-Line Green Spirit Pill with such mastery and lightness of touch.
From the spectator stands, the crowd that had witnessed everything burst out in an earth-shaking cheer, echoing across the massive square.
At this mont, countless people had been completely convinced by Xiao Yan’s performance.
And without doubt, this was Xiao Yan’s personal highlight mont.
"Humph." The gray-robed youth heard the deafening cheers. His cold eyes glanced at Xiao Yan and, seeing those effortless movents, a flash of astonishnt and seriousness finally flickered across his gaze.
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