Seventeen years later.

Lequan Mountain remained as green as ever, with the setting sun and solitary wild ducks in flight.

Cultivation knows no time.

The scenery of the Nine Mountains and Eighteen Seas was vastly different. Yunshan Realm had no winter, only spring and summer. The heaven and earth spiritual energy was rich, the climate was mild, and the mountains and forests were dense. The mountains were full of heaven and earth spiritual essence and rare treasures, and various spiritual herbs were everywhere.

Therefore, Yunshan Realm also produced many alchemists.

From the lowest grade one alchemist to the second grade, third grade... ninth grade, and even earth grade alchemists, there were countless.

"Dang~"

The vast bell sound resounded throughout Yaowang City.

This was an ancient and magnificent city, a famous medicine capital in Yunshan Realm.

It covered a vast area, with a permanent population of over ten million. Mortals, martial artists, and cultivators were mixed together, and various mountain gate sects had branches stationed here.

At this moment, it was noon, and a bell sound suddenly rang, and the streets and alleys instantly surged with people, all flocking to the square in the city.

"The Medicine King Competition has begun, let's go and see, I wonder who will be the Medicine King this year?"

"Many young alchemists from all over have come, all preparing to show their skills."

"As long as you can stand out in the Medicine King Competition, you can be favored by the great sects and ancient holy lands and accepted as a disciple. This is an opportunity to enter a great power, don't miss it. I heard that many representatives of great powers have come."

...

People discussed.

Wenxian Tower, in the top floor pavilion, three people were drinking together, one woman and two men, dressed in noble clothes, with the air of superiors between their brows, and their aura was deep and grand.

The surroundings were noisy, but this place was quiet and peaceful.

"Since seventeen years ago, the Red-Clothed Fairy of Yueyao Ancient Land fell in the Evil Wind Sea, the First Jade Maiden of Yueyao Ancient Land has been vacant. Wu Daoyou, have you come this time because you have taken a fancy to some seedling?"

Among the three, an old man said with a smile, pouring a cup of tea for a Daoist nun next to him.

The Daoist nun's sleeves were embroidered with nine crescent moons. In Yueyao Ancient Land, the more crescent moons, the more respected the status. This Daoist nun had nine crescent moons, so her identity was naturally extraordinary.

She heard the old man's voice, shook her head modestly and smiled, "Zhao Daoyou is joking. If there were good seedlings, they would have been dug away by the major sects long ago. I came here today also out of interest."

"Besides, Zhao Daoyou's Xuantian Holy Land is now the number one sect in Yunshan Realm. If there are really good seedlings in today's Medicine King Competition, then they will belong to Xuantian Holy Land."

The old man was Zhao Qishan. Hearing this, he laughed heartily, his eyes full of pride and complacency.

Seventeen years ago, his beloved disciple, the Xuantian Holy Son, was ambushed by the Red-Clothed Fairy and died in the Evil Wind Sea. Because of this, he became angry and fought a great battle with the Wu Daoyou in front of him, eventually even triggering a duel between the two great sects.

It was not until the ancestors in the sect intervened that the fighting stopped.

At the same time, the Fate Elder, who was good at divination, deduced that the recording stone in Zhao Qishan's hand was deliberately provoked. The Red-Clothed Fairy and the Xuantian Holy Son both died at the hands of that Angel Clan powerhouse.

Zhao Qishan and Wu Daogu found the Angel Clan, but the Angel Clan could not find this person. The two sides had another fierce battle, and finally, fearing the Angel Clan's background and strength, they had no choice but to give up.

This was seventeen years ago.

"I don't know who that guy who pretended to be from the Angel Clan is. If I find him again, I will definitely skin him!" Zhao Qishan's eyes were spitting fire when he thought of this.

Thinking that he had actually sympathized with the enemy on the beach that day, and agreed to have a drink together in the future, he never expected that the other party was the real culprit who killed his beloved disciple.

The contact information he gave him was also fake.

"I have lived for so long, and this is the first time I have been played like a monkey. This is a great shame!"

Zhao Qishan took a big gulp of wine.

A cold light flashed in Wu Daogu's eyes, and she nodded and said, "I heard that the Angel Clan is also looking for this person, and has also issued a reward order."

"I think this person will definitely show his face again. As long as he dares to appear, we will suppress him together. He is tired of living if he dares to go against our Yueyao Ancient Land and Xuantian Holy Land."

As she spoke, she looked at the third person next to her who had not spoken, a thin old monk.

"Master Jiemie, have you come here to find good seedlings for the Great Buddha Temple?" Wu Daogu asked the old monk with a smile.

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name and said, "The medicine hall of the Great Buddha Temple lacks a few suitable medicine boys. This poor monk is here to see if there is anyone who has a relationship with my Buddha."

He was honest and said what he really thought, which was to find medicine boys.

The Great Buddha Temple, Yueyao Ancient Land, and Xuantian Holy Land were all famous forces in Yunshan Realm. They had their own strict procedures for recruiting disciples. Unless they encountered a real genius, they would make an exception. Ordinary geniuses had to go through the process.

However, recruiting medicine boys was not so troublesome.

Medicine boys would not be taught the true scriptures and ancient methods after entering the sect. They were just unorganized workers.

"Dang~"

As the three were talking, the Medicine King Bell in the square rang again, indicating that the real Medicine King Competition was about to begin.

"Let's go, let's go and see the excitement!"

Zhao Qishan said, and Wu Daogu and the old monk Jiemie walked together.

The three of them were all true saints, followed by semi-saint disciples from the Heavenly Human Realm, and led by experts from the Yaowang City branch, they arrived at the square in a mighty manner.

At this time.

The square was already crowded with people and extremely lively.

A high platform with a diameter of several hundred meters was built in the middle, and dozens of young people were already sitting on it, with medicine tripods and herbs in front of them.

They were the contestants who had come to participate in the Medicine King Competition. They were all about ten years old, with immature faces and arrogance. They were full of hostility and dissatisfaction with each other, and they were all secretly gearing up, preparing to perform well next.

Among them, a girl in a blue dress, about seventeen or eighteen years old, was sitting on the far left, as quiet and indifferent as a lotus, very quiet, and completely different from the others.

Although she was dressed plainly, she had an extraordinary temperament and a delicate face. The only strange thing was that there was a red snake scale beauty mole between her eyebrows.

This beauty mole made her even more outstanding, and sitting there attracted many people to watch.

The moment Wu Daogu of Yueyao Ancient Land arrived at the square, she saw the girl in the blue dress, and couldn't help but let out a surprised sound.

"This child looks a bit like the Blood Demon Girl who was kidnapped by that powerhouse who pretended to be from the Angel Clan." Wu Daogu looked at the girl in the blue dress and said.

The Blood Demon Girl disappeared, and the Blood Demon Sect had been searching for her for many years without success.

"Well, it's a bit interesting, but there are so many people in the world who look alike. This girl is indeed different from the others, but we still have to take another look." Zhao Qishan also noticed this girl, and couldn't help but stroke his beard and smile as he commented.

They were all saints who had lived for thousands of years and had seen too many geniuses. The girl in front of them did make their eyes light up, but whether she was the kind of genius in their hearts and whether she had the talent of the Blood Demon Girl, they still had to observe.

The old monk Jiemie smiled slightly and did not pay attention to the girl in the blue dress. His gaze was fixed on a young man next to the girl in the blue dress.

He looked about the same age as the girl in the blue dress, wearing a snake scale robe, with a cold temperament and gloomy eyes like a snake. Sitting there, he was like a piece of thousand-year-old ice, out of tune with the surroundings.

However, the old monk Jiemie kept nodding, his eyes full of approving smiles.

"His temperament is indifferent, not impatient or impetuous. This child has a relationship with my Buddha!"

He chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.

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Chapter 2

The three of them were all saints, and their aura was extraordinary. As soon as they stood under the stage for a while, the big shots who were hosting the Medicine King Competition saw them and hurriedly invited the three of them to take a seat in the backstage as special guests.

"Welcome the three Daoyou to Yaowang City, it's really an honor!"

The city lord of Yaowang City, Ximen Chuiyu, said with a smile, cupping his hands. He was a middle-aged man with a heroic appearance and the aura of a saint. He was also one of the four saint experts in Yaowang City.

The four saints of Yaowang City, Ximen Chuxue, Ximen Chuifeng, Ximen Chuiyu, and Ximen Chuwu, were all famous, and the years of their Dao proof were not lower than those of Zhao Qishan and the others.

Zhao Qishan didn't dare to be disrespectful, and hurriedly got up to return the greeting.

"I heard that Emperor Zhou is about to leave seclusion recently, is that right?" After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Qishan asked with a smile.

The Yunshan Realm was vast, and there were many sects and ancient holy lands, but there were even more thousands of mortal kingdoms, and above them, there were three ancient kingdoms overlooking the world, standing tall and extremely terrifying, with strength no less than that of the ancient holy lands.

The Great Zhou was one of them.

Its territory was vast, and the imperial dynasty had countless experts. Generals, prime ministers, and kings were stationed in all directions, and there were Great Zhou Cloud Guards patrolling the world. Anyone who was an enemy of the Great Zhou Ancient Dynasty would be killed by the Great Zhou Cloud Guards.

The Xuantian Holy Land, Yueyao Ancient Land, and even the Great Buddha Temple were unwilling to form an alliance with such an ancient dynasty.

In particular, Emperor Zhou of the Great Zhou was still very young, but his cultivation was profound. He had already broken through the Divine Power Realm and become a giant in the Heavenly God Realm, enough to compete with the ancestors of the major ancient sects.

His potential was limitless, and he was feared by the major sects.

Recently, there had been news that the Emperor Zhou of the Great Zhou was about to leave seclusion. He had been in seclusion for thirty years. All the ancient powers were guessing whether he had broken through again this time.

Some old ancestors could not sit still either.

City Lord Ximen Chuiyu heard Zhao Qishan's question, and nodded with reverence, "Emperor Zhou is indeed about to leave seclusion. Our divination master has deduced that there will be a great change in the Yunshan Realm recently, and Emperor Zhou's departure from seclusion is also for this matter."

"A great change in the Yunshan Realm?!"

Zhao Qishan was shocked when he heard this. Wu Daogu and the old monk Jiemie beside him all pricked up their ears.

Ximen Chuiyu said in a deep voice, "Yes, your ancestors may all know about it, but the news has not been passed on to you yet."

Zhao Qishan and the others nodded. Their ancestors were big figures at the same level as Emperor Zhou, and they also had diviners who were proficient in divination, so they must have noticed something as well.

The three of them wanted to ask more questions, but Ximen Chuiyu laughed and said, "These are all matters for the upper-level big figures. I am just a mere saint, so I only know so much!"

Zhao Qishan smiled and shook his head when he heard this.

Ximen Chuiyu was not a simple saint. Not only was his strength only stronger than his own, but his family had four saints, which was beyond imagination, and his elder brother Ximen Chuxue had already been a saint five hundred years ago. He was favored by Emperor Zhou and was now said to have broken through the Saint Realm and proven the Dao of the Divine Power Ancestor.

A family with a Divine Power Realm ancestor sitting in charge, whether in the Yunshan Realm or in the other places of the Nine Mountains and Eighteen Seas, was a famous and powerful family that could not be provoked.

"Come, come, let's not talk about these things today. Everyone, take a look and see if there are any good seedlings that catch your eye, hahaha!"

Ximen Chuiyu said with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the bell rang again, and someone on the stage announced that the Medicine King Competition had officially begun.

"The first item of the Medicine King Competition is a speed contest. For our alchemists, accurate medicine placement requires not only extraordinary eyesight, but also extraordinary speed. Now..."

An old alchemist who was hosting the competition said, with a medicinal fragrance on his body and wearing the city lord's mansion's logo clothes, was a protégé of Ximen Chuxue.

He explained the content of the first item of the competition.

On the stage.

Dozens of young boys and girls immediately began, each with extremely fast hand speed, dazzling the eyes. Various medicines were placed in the medicine furnace in an orderly manner.

When the time was up, most of them passed this round smoothly, except for a few who were eliminated.

Wu Daogu's gaze had been observing the girl in the blue dress, and she couldn't help but smile when she saw her pass easily.

The old monk Jiemie was watching the young man in the snake scale robe next to the girl in the blue dress. When he saw that he had also passed, he immediately smiled.

Zhao Qishan scanned the other young people, but after looking for a long time, he didn't see anyone who caught his eye, so he simply ignored it and chatted idly with Ximen Chuiyu beside him.

The competition on the stage was in full swing.

In the afternoon, the competition reached the final round. On the stage, there were only seven young people left.

The girl in the blue dress and the young man in the snake scale robe were impressively listed.

Wu Daogu's and the old monk Jiemie's eyes were also getting brighter and brighter, and they straightened up their leaning bodies a little. If the girl in the blue dress and the young man in the snake scale robe could pass the final round of the competition, then they would be considered talents.

Those who could enter Yaowang City to participate in the competition were all alchemy geniuses from all over the world, and those who could finally win the finals were very likely to become heavenly-grade alchemists in the future.

Zhao Qishan smiled and cupped his hands, "Congratulations, Daoyou Wu, congratulations, Master Jiemie, this trip was not in vain!"

Master Jiemie modestly chanted a Buddha's name.

Wu Daogu waved her hand and smiled, "Even if we take a fancy to these little fellows, we still have to see if they are willing to come. If they are children of prominent families, we are all blind and wasting our efforts!"

Zhao Qishan shook his head and laughed, "Yueyao Ancient Land and the Great Buddha Temple are both first-class transcendent forces. Isn't the purpose of these little fellows competing here for this opportunity? They must be eager for it, so how can there be any reason not to come?"

Wu Daogu smiled when she heard this. That was indeed the case.

The Yaowang Competition, which was held once a year in Yaowang City, was an opportunity for many alchemy geniuses to leap over the dragon gate. No one would refuse the invitation of a great power.

At this time.

The old alchemist who was hosting the competition went on stage and announced:

"The final, alchemy, there are no requirements. The contestants can just do their best to refine the highest quality elixir possible!"

As soon as these words fell, the seven young people left on the stage all became serious. With the sound of a bell, they immediately began the countdown to refine the elixir.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo~"

The seven people on the stage each displayed their own alchemy flames. The colors were different, and the temperatures and origins were not small, causing an uproar under the stage.

"That is Earth Core Fire, and it looks like high-level Earth Core Fire."

"That is Worry Bone White Flame, which is best for refining some yin and cold quality elixirs."

"Ah, what is that, is it Heavenly Flame Lightning Fire? This kind of flame has actually appeared, how did he master it?"

People exclaimed in shock, the flames on the stage were all remarkable.

Flame was the second life of an alchemist. The higher the level of the flame, the better the elixir that could be refined, but it also required strong control, otherwise it would damage the heart and backfire on the true body.

Wu Daogu looked at the girl in the blue dress with anticipation, wondering what kind of flame the girl she had taken a fancy to had mastered.

The old monk Jiemie was also watching the young man in the snake scale robe. He also had not revealed his flame yet, and his expression was calm, unhurried, and without the impetuous feeling of the others.

This calm temperament made the old monk Jiemie more and more satisfied.

He really didn't know what kind of environment had created such a young man with such a temperament. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him, and he had already had the idea of accepting him as a disciple, instead of just taking him as a medicine boy.

On the stage, Zhao Qishan, City Lord Ximen Chuiyu, and others also looked at the girl in the blue dress and the young man in the snake scale robe.

However, the two young people looked at each other and made a move that surprised everyone.

They did not make hand seals or chant spells, but instead knelt down facing the east, stretched out their right hands to draw a snake-shaped pattern in the shape of a "zhi" on their chests, and then said piously and respectfully:

"Great, invincible, handsome, lovable, flower-like, gentle, immortal, and number one in the world, Father, we are your most beloved cubs, please grant us flames so that we can refine elixirs. Your glory is with us, and your flames will illuminate our path forward. Father, grant us flames..."

The two of them looked like swindlers. Others had already begun to control the flames to refine elixirs, but they began to kneel down and pray, with strange expressions and evil gestures.

On and off the stage, countless people were stunned.

A young man who was refining the elixir couldn't help but lose his mind, and as a result, the pill furnace exploded with a "boom". He immediately reacted, jumping and cursing, thinking that the girl in the blue dress and the young man in the snake scale robe had affected him.

But no one paid attention to him. The old alchemist who was hosting the competition grabbed his neck and threw him off the stage like he was picking up a chicken.

Then, the old alchemist walked towards the girl in the blue dress and the young man in the snake scale robe, also wanting to send them down, because he thought that these two guys were also making trouble here.

Flames were all refined and controlled by oneself, how could they come from praying?!

Ximen Chuiyu and Zhao Qishan also smiled and shook their heads, and Wu Daogu and the old monk Jiemie looked ugly.

But at this moment.