The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 544: Shocking the Entire Field

Fang Lin remained undisturbed by Zhang Wenxuan’s near-maniacal ranting; instead he calmly watched him.

“Idiot.” Fang Lin dismissed, his eyes filled with disdain for Zhang Wenxuan.

Infuriated by Fang Lin’s insult, Zhang Wenxuan bled from his forehead even more, staining his impeccably clean robe with fresh blood.

Zhang Wenxuan gritted his teeth and inscribed the eighth mark using his own bloodstream.

Buzz!

The next moment, the entire Pill Furnace was engulfed in bloody light. The eerie aura emanating from the eight crimson marks continuously poured into the furnace.

“Hahaha! I did it! I’m going to win!” Zhang Wenxuan laughed manically as he collapsed to the floor, appearing somewhat drained and dispirited.

It was inevitable. The act of inscribing eight marks with his own blood was quite debilitating to Zhang Wenxuan. He needed a significant period of rest and recuperation before he could recover fully.

However, Zhang Wenxuan considered the price well worth it. At least he could defeat Fang Lin with this forbidden ancient technique, recover his previous dignity, and secure his position as the foremost young Pill Refiner in the Xuan Country’s Pill Alliance.

In comparison, what was the loss of a bit of essence blood? There were plenty of ways to replenish it.

Many spectators looked at Zhang Wenxuan with unease. The normally composed and refined man now hardly resembled himself.

Especially because Zhang Wenxuan’s face was covered in blood and he seemed somehow crazed. It was almost as if he was a completely different person from his usual calm self.

Fang Lin knew that many who used the Soul Blood Refining Pill Skill would lose themselves in it, become crazy and extreme. Some even amputated their own arm during the process to release more essence blood for pill refining.

At this moment, Zhang Wenxuan was also under the influence of the Soul Blood Refining Pill Skill, caught in a frenzy where victory was all that mattered to him.

“Elder Chen, are you sure there’s no problem with Zhang Wenxuan’s behavior?” an elder asked, worrying.

Chen Yongnian was also a bit troubled. He glanced at Qi Sanxuan, who said: “Elder Chen, there’s no need to worry. Everything is normal with Wenxuan.”

Given Qi Sanxuan’s reassurance, all Chen Yongnian could do was sigh quietly and stay silent, observing the situation.

The eight blood-imprinted marks permeated the Pill Furnace. Essence blood surged into the Pill Furnace, integrating Zhang Wenxuan’s essence blood with the medicinal herbs inside, dramatically increasing their medicinal properties.

Fang Lin gave Zhang Wenxuan one last glance, then averted his gaze. It was his turn to show some real skills.

After all, Zhang Wenxuan had even used the ancient forbidden technique of Soul Blood Pill Refining in his desire to win. If Fang Lin himself didn’t pull out some real skills, he might very well suffer a setback.

“What’s Fang Lin doing?” Someone noticed Fang Lin’s actions and asked in astonishment.

Everyone’s gaze fell onto Fang Lin, and they all looked shocked.

“What on earth is he doing?” The same question manifested in many people’s hearts.

Fang Lin was seen sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed and hands together, like a monk in meditation. He looked solemn and serene.

“Merely putting on an act! You can’t beat me!” Zhang Wenxuan laughed. In his view, all of Fang Lin’s actions were meaningless. As soon as his Soul Blood Refining Pill Skill came into play, regardless of what Fang Lin did, the outcome would be the same—Fang Lin couldn’t change a thing.

Everyone was puzzled. Fang Lin had been maintaining this posture for a considerable amount of time. What was he trying to do? Could it be, as Zhang Wenxuan suggested, that Fang Lin was merely putting on a show?

“Pill Refiners wouldn’t do meaningless things. Maybe Fang Lin is about to use a great technique.”

“Perhaps. But even if Fang Lin has another technique, can he win?”

“Who knows? It seems that Zhang Wenxuan’s Pills are nearly ready.”

…

There was chatter all around. Everyone found Fang Lin’s actions too strange. It was a critical time, yet he wasn’t doing anything and simply sitting there in a daze. His behavior was completely unreasonable.

Just as everyone was busy speculating, Fang Lin suddenly stood up, his demeanor completely transformed.

“Having prepared for such a long time, I should be able to use it now.” Fang Lin thought to himself. He wasn’t entirely sure as he was about to use a secret technique he hadn’t used since his rebirth. This technique was not something someone at his level could utilize, but Fang Lin was able to simplify it enough to attempt it.

Fang Lin drew a deep breath, appearing unusually serious, his eyes twinkling brightly.

The spectators watched in astonishment the next moment. Even the influential figures in attendance were no exception.

Fang Lin’s hands were enveloped in two different flames—one blue, emitting the sound of surging tides, and the other deep red, resonating with a soul-stirring roar.

“Three types of Soul Commanding Pill Fire? Am I seeing things?”

“My goodness! That scared me!”

“How is this possible?”

“Is Fang Lin trying to defy heaven? He has three types of Soul Commanding Pill Fire!”

…

People were crying out in surprise; nobody could have imagined that Fang Lin would have three types of Soul Commanding Pill Fire. It was simply unfathomable.

Zhang Wenxuan was also dumbstruck, as if he had been violently struck by a sledgehammer. His mind was in a whirl.

“This is impossible! This is impossible! How can he have three kinds of Soul Commanding Pill Fire?” Zhang Wenxuan, looking extremely ashen, shook his head, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Chen Yongnian and several other high-ranking members of the Pill Alliance shared a glance. Yet again, Fang Lin had astounded them.

Qi Sanxuan’s face turned the color of a pig’s liver; he was as incredulous as Zhang Wenxuan. He could not believe that Fang Lin had three kinds of Soul Commanding Pill Fire.

But seeing was believing. He had no choice but to accept the shocking reality.

The Co-King fell silent. Gongsun Cheng, the middle-aged woman, and the man from Heavenly Sword Mountain were all at a loss for words.

Dream Falling Flower, her smile faded, wore a serious expression for the first time.

Having three kinds of Soul Commanding Pill Fire, regardless of how he obtained them, was undoubtedly enough to make the Pill Alliance take notice.

Unfazed by the amazed cries around him, Fang Lin was in a very serious mood. The three Soul Commanding Pill Fires were merely a prelude. He had yet to fully unleash his true technique.

The next moment, the two flames in Fang Lin’s hands flew out, transforming into two dragons. With thunderous roars, they charged into the Pill Furnace.

Following this, the green flames that swirled around the Pill Furnace also transformed into a dragon and went into the furnace, joining the other two flames.