Cold-blooded Undercover Master Volume 1 Chapter 801 Make A Bet

Volume 1 Chapter 801 Make A Bet

Kong Yun understood that if such a precious treasure as the Nine Dragons Skys.h.i.+ne Cauldron was revealed easily, it would definitely attract the attention of a large number of people. Kong Yun still did not have the ability to protect the Nine Dragons Skys.h.i.+ne Cauldron.

Although the small cyan cauldron in front of him was not comparable to the Nine Dragons Radiant Heavens Cauldron, it was also a high-quality fourth-grade pill cauldron. It was discovered by Kong Yun when he killed the spatial ring of the Flying Eagle Tower 's experts that day.

"A country b.u.mpkin." The green-clothed man snorted coldly. He waved his sleeve and a large blood-red cauldron appeared beside the green cauldron. Judging from his aura alone, Kong Yun's small cauldron was lowered by a head.

"Pill refining is not only determined by the quality of the pill cauldron." Kong Yun waved his hand in disdain. Actually, Kong Yun's heart was in turmoil at this moment. He thought that the man in green was just a playboy from some clan. He didn't want to have such a precious treasure. Kong Yun was certain that the red cauldron in front of him was definitely a pill cauldron above the fifth grade!

"Let's see how long you can hold your tongue. It's down at Qingshan."

"Kong Yun."

"Patriarch Zhu, please come and make the rules for this small test." Fang Qingshan clasped his fists and didn't put on an inferior posture when facing the Zhu Clan's Clan Master, which made Kong Yun suspect his ident.i.ty.

"Alright." Patriarch Zhu nodded, seemingly willing to serve Fang Qingshan.

"Then you two should try your best to concoct pills. My Zhu Clan is responsible for the medicinal ingredients. As long as you tell me, I will send people to purchase them with all my strength. The winner will be decided by me and a few elders." The Zhu Clan's doctrine was correct, but the rules were fair.

Kong Yun had no objection, and Fang Qingshan nodded in agreement.

The threshold for alchemy was extremely high. Apart from the fire attribute in one's body, it was also a major obstacle to the test of one's temperament. This was also the reason why the industry of alchemists was so rare and popular.

Every step of refining pills was extremely important. It was no exaggeration to say that the wrong step in the process would lead to the failure of the pills.

"The pill I want to refine is the Divine Pill." Fang Qingshan was the first to express his stance.

Kong Yun was shocked. He had naturally heard of the Divine Screen Pill. If he consumed it in this s.p.a.ce, a barrier would appear in advance during battle. The powerful effects of the Divine Screen Pill could even block the full power of an undying expert. It was a genuine fourth-grade top-grade pill.

"Kong Yun, what about you?" Patriarch Zhu raised his eyebrows, looking very mean.

"Then I'll sacrifice myself to refine a Soul Returning Pill." Kong Yun didn't care about Patriarch Zhu 's att.i.tude. A martial artist's world expert was respected, and he couldn't be respected by others until he proven his strength.

"Soul Returning Pill? You want to take out a fourth-grade early-stage Soul Returning Pill to compete with me?" Fang Qingshan said angrily. He thought Kong Yun was humiliating him.

"The compet.i.tion hasn't started yet. Why are you in such a hurry?" Kong Yun was also a little impatient. This fellow in front of him spoke too much. If not for the fact that Patriarch Zhu was here, his mouth would have been sealed.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'm going to fix your arm!"

"Let's begin the small test!" Shouted Patriarch Zhu with a smile on his face, as if he was very happy to see such a scene.

Just as the two of them finished speaking the name of the pill, the servants of the Zhu Clan had already placed the required medicinal ingredients in front of them. After all, they were large clans that refined pills, and these resources were nothing more than a drop in the bucket to the Zhu Clan.

Fang Qingshan circulated his internal energy, and the spiritual herbs in front of him floated in the air. At this moment, Fang Qingshan's pair of eyes were all focused on the spiritual herbs, and he did not look as domineering as before.

In Kong Yun's heart, the current Fang Qingshan was no longer as annoying as before.

As Fang Qingshan gently waved his hand, he could clearly see that the spiritual herbs were being cut into strips at an extremely fast speed. The liquid of various colors flowed into the large red cauldron as if it was alive.

"Refining gra.s.s through the air." Zhu Changqing whispered with surprise.

"What do you mean?" The nearby Emperor Demon G.o.d asked. Speaking of pill refining, he was definitely an amateur amongst amateurs.

"Alchemy requires a lot of refining of medicinal ingredients, "The purity of the pills greatly affects the purity of the pills. Hands are the most sensitive parts of the human body, so most alchemists use their hands to refine them. Only those master alchemists will use the s.p.a.ce Refinement Technique. This Fang Qingyun is only a hundred years old and he can be ranked in the top three!" "From what I've seen, he can be ranked in the top three!"

Zhu Changqing explained unhurriedly. There was no expression of jealousy on his face. He could only slowly feel excitement and excitement, which was enough to tell his character!

The Emperor Demon G.o.d was shocked. Zhu Changqing, as the Zhu Clan's pill refining genius, had seen countless geniuses. Even he had praised Fang Qingyun. He couldn't help but feel very worried about Kong Yun.

At this moment, it wasn't just Zhu Changqing. The rest of the Zhu Clan wanted to know how Kong Yun responded. After all, Kong Yun had gambled on his arm, so he should have some trump cards.

Kong Yun pursed his lips and smiled. Then, his spirits condensed. All the medicinal herbs in front of him were poured into the small green cauldron!

"Is this guy crazy?!" Zhu Changqing's pupils suddenly dilated. Kong Yun's method was simply insane. How could he refine a medicinal pill without purifying it?

At this moment, Patriarch Zhu's expression was solemn. Originally, he thought Kong Yun had two brushes on his sleeve. It seemed like the young man was arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat before agreeing to the bet.

"Hahaha, I think you came here for some rewards from the Zhu Clan. Actually, you're just an outsider. I don't think there's any need for this compet.i.tion. Leave your arms behind obediently. I won't pursue your previous disrespect for me." Fang Qingyun said arrogantly, as if he had already won.

"What are you so anxious about? The compet.i.tion hasn't ended before Dan Cheng, right, Patriarch Zhu?" Kong Yun raised his eyebrows gently. The rules were set by the Zhu Clan's Clan Master, so he wouldn't slap himself in the face.

Patriarch Zhu's expression was solemn. Normally speaking, Kong Yun had no chance of winning, but he had no way to refute Kong Yun. He could only nod his head with a calm face.

"Haha, you really don't shed tears without seeing a coffin." Fang Qingyun snorted coldly. In his opinion, Kong Yun was merely stalling for time to allow his arm to exist for a while longer.

Kong Yun ignored Fang Qingyun and concentrated all of his soul power in the cauldron. Since Kong Yun dared to do so, he naturally had the confidence to do so! One must know that the Spiritual Fire in Kong Yun's body was a supreme treasure!

Spirit flames flew out of Kong Yun's body. The small white flames jumped around Kong Yun a few times, as if they were alive. They were extremely cute.

The moment the Spiritual Fire came out, Fang Qingyun felt his soul vibrate. The pill fire in his body actually had a feeling of wors.h.i.+p. The Spiritual Fire Reality, the Myriad Fire Dynasty!

"What exactly is going on?" Fang Qingyun almost spat out a mouthful of blood, forcefully suppressing his pill fire's impulse to rush towards Kong Yun, immersing his mind in his Heavenly Pill.

The red cauldron was filled with holes. At this moment, under Fang Qingyun's continuous refinement, intense smoke gradually erupted from the cauldron. For a moment, the fragrance pervaded the air.

Kong Yun threw the spiritual fire into the tiny green cauldron, causing the tiny green cauldron's color to become much brighter. The medicinal ingredients that Kong Yun had thrown into the cauldron slowly melted. If anyone could see it in the cauldron, as the medicinal ingredients melted, all of the energy gathered at the center of the cauldron without any waste.

After all, Patriarch Zhu was an alchemist of the older generation. Judging from Kong Yun's calm expression and the calm situation in the cauldron, there was no problem with Kong Yun's pills.

"Strange. I've never seen anyone who can refine medicinal pills by pouring medicinal ingredients directly into a cauldron." Thinking in his heart, Patriarch Zhu 's att.i.tude towards Kong Yun had slightly improved.

Fang Qingyun was also aware of Kong Yun's situation and panicked. The hand that controlled the pill fire couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmph, I think you're just pretending to be calm. No matter what methods you have, a fourth-grade beginner pill can't compare to my fourth-grade top-grade pill!" Fang Qingyun still did not believe that Kong Yun could defeat him, but his words were already a little crazy.

Kong Yun rolled his eyes at Fang Qingyun. Previously, he had thought that this child was just a little unruly, but now, it seemed that his mood was unstable and it was difficult for him to become a great artifact!

Kong Yun didn't pay much attention to it. He controlled the Spiritual Flame to continuously float around the cauldron. It could be said to be the eight corners of the cauldron. This was also the method Kong Yun had thought of before. He kept the temperature in the pill at the same level. The quality of the pill after the medicinal ingredients were fused was definitely very high.

Kong Yun was gambling. This was also the first time he had tried this method!

Everyone was silent. Everyone knew that the final moment of refining pills had arrived, and the result was about to be known.

Kong Yun and Fang Qingyun didn't dare to be careless. They controlled the flames to a relatively small extent to facilitate the final fusion.

"Boom!" After a long time, Fang Qingyun completed the pill and opened the lid of the cauldron. The fragrance permeated everyone's hearts.

"A top-grade fourth-grade pill, the Divine Screen Pill." Fang Qingyun took out the pill. It was indeed a Divine Screen Pill. Fang Qingyun took a deep breath. He had tried to refine the Divine Screen Pill many times before, but he had only succeeded once. Kong Yun was gambling. Wasn't Fang Qingyun right?

"That's right, it's indeed a Divine Pill." Patriarch Zhu nodded in satisfaction and placed the Heavenly Pill on the table in front of him.

At this moment, Emperor Zhu Changqing and the others were pinching cold sweat for Kong Yun, but at this moment, they couldn't help him, so they could only pray for a miracle to happen.

"Dan Cheng!" Kong Yun shouted loudly, and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Boom!" The small cyan cauldron opened and Kong Yun took out the pills.

"Soul Returning Pill, it's just a fourth-grade beginner pill. I won." Fang Qingyun raised his face and said.

When everyone thought Kong Yun was finished, Patriarch Zhu said, "No … this … this is a top-grade Soul Returning Pill, and … there are … four of them!" Patriarch Zhu's face was filled with shock.

"What?!" Everyone was stunned when they heard Patriarch Zhu 's words. Kong Yun only used one portion of the medicinal ingredients to refine four medicinal pills!

Fang Qingyun shook his head in disbelief.

"Let's decide." Kong Yun said indifferently. He didn't want to explain too much. No matter how he looked at it, he was the one who won.

Cold sweat appeared on the Zhu Clan's Clan Head's face. Although Fang Qingyun's pills were of high grade, no matter if it was in terms of quality or difficulty in refining, Kong Yun had undoubtedly won! However, he didn't want to offend Fang Qingyun, so he was in a dilemma.

"Father, I will withdraw from this compet.i.tion." Seeing Patriarch Zhu 's dilemma, a pale-faced man walked out of the door, coughing as he walked.

"Brother." Zhu Changqing said with a trembling voice. The person who came was the eldest young master of the Zhu Clan, Zhu Yong.

Kong Yun glanced at it. The person who came was 80% similar to Zhu Changqing, but it seemed that he was sick.