Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 682: Cheating

Xiao Yi and Du Youyou arrived at Fenghua City the next day, just when the Alchemy competition was set to begin.

Xiao Yi had timed it very precisely.

He did not want to waste time here.

Casually looking for an inn, they stayed for a night.

The following day, the two headed for the Prince Mansion.

To participate in the Wind Dance Alchemy competition at the Royal Capital, one must first win a place in their own county.

These kingdom-wide competitions mostly followed similar rules.

At the front of Prince Mansion, all the alchemy talents from Fenghua County had already gathered.

The staff of Prince Mansion were busy registering participants.

"Xiao Yi, it’s very lively here," Du Youyou exclaimed.

"It’s fine," Xiao Yi nodded lightly.

He had no interest in the bustle.

After registering, the two entered the Prince Mansion.

Inside, a vast open space had already been designated, large enough to accommodate thousands of people.

At the edge of the open area, stood two elderly men with their hands behind their backs, their faces inscrutable.

In front of these two elders was a table, which was filled with various pill recipes and several Qiankun Bags.

Xiao Yi and Du Youyou approached the table.

The elders said indifferently, "On the table, there are fourth to sixth-grade pill recipes."

"You two pick one each to participate in the competition."

"After choosing the pill recipes, we will record them."

Xiao Yi nodded and casually picked a sixth-grade middle-stage pill recipe.

"A sixth-grade middle-stage?" The two elders frowned immediately.

"Young man, do you know that this is the most difficult recipe?"

On the table, there were peak-level recipes for the fourth and fifth grades; the only sixth-grade recipes were middle-stage.

It seemed that this Alchemy competition was limited in scope.

Xiao Yi nodded, remaining silent.

"I’ll take this one," Du Youyou reached for an early-stage fifth-grade pill recipe.

She was already an early-stage fifth-grade alchemist.

Over the past few days, Xiao Yi had occasionally mentored her, significantly improving her Alchemy Technique.

For her, refining an early-stage fifth-grade elixir was more than possible.

"No, take this one." Xiao Yi interrupted, choosing a high-level fifth-grade pill recipe for Du Youyou.

"But..." Du Youyou furrowed her brows.

Xiao Yi did not respond.

The elders spoke sternly, "Are you sure about these two pill recipes? Once decided, you cannot change them."

"Yes," Xiao Yi said lightly.

"Good," the elders recorded the choices.

Then, taking two Qiankun Bags from the side, they said, "These contain the materials for those two pill recipes."

During the Wind Dance Alchemy competition, all materials needed by the competing alchemists were provided by the officials.

"Take the materials and start refining; first come, first serve. The results will be given out at the end."

Xiao Yi nodded, took the Qiankun Bags, and turned to leave.

Behind him, the cold voices of the two elders reached them, "Young man, and that girl, let me tell you, it’s best not to cheat."

"We are the judges of this competition."

"If you try anything, it will not escape our eyes."

Xiao Yi ignored them, taking Du Youyou to an empty spot and sitting down cross-legged.

Du Youyou, looking at her high-level fifth-grade pill recipe, had a troubled expression.

"Ugh, Xiao Yi, it’s all your fault! How am I supposed to refine a high-level fifth-grade elixir?"

"This competition is lost for me; I’m going to get scolded to death when I go back to the Du Family."

Du Youyou looked at Xiao Yi with a resentful gaze.

Xiao Yi rolled his eyes, "If you can’t refine it, I can."

"Do you remember the Fire Control Technique I taught you? Just follow my instructions later."

"Ah?" Du Youyou’s eyes widened in surprise, "Isn’t that cheating?"

Xiao Yi glared at her, "Speak so loudly, why don’t you?"

"Oh." Du Youyou quickly covered her mouth, nervously glancing around.

"Prepare the furnace, start the alchemy," Xiao Yi said flatly.

"Okay." Du Youyou brought out the alchemy furnace, and with a burst of flame, she began to heat the furnace.

Xiao Yi, meanwhile, directly began his alchemy.

He glanced towards the edge, and indeed, two old men were intently watching their group.

The Alchemy competition in Fenghua County would last for three days.

All alchemy prodigies were to participate on a first-come, first-served basis.

These two elder men were the judges, tasked with recording and supervising all alchemists present.

Xiao Yi had sensed their presence.

These two were early-stage Heavenly Origin Realm Martial Artists.

On the way to Fenghua City, Xiao Yi had heard that in Prince Fenghua’s Manor, there were two early-stage seventh-grade alchemists.

If he was not mistaken, these were the two.

Among the alchemists currently present, the strongest was merely a Peak Fifth-grade Alchemist.

Next in line was Zhong Lei, a High-level Fifth-grade Alchemist.

The current alchemy competition should feature levels no higher than sixth-grade.

The Prince’s Manor had probably made a similar guess, so the highest-level pill recipe provided was a sixth-grade middle-stage pill recipe.

The pill recipe he had chosen would ensure he won the first-place reward with a hundred percent certainty.

Moreover, Fenghua County had only selected six spots.

To avoid any accidents, Xiao Yi specially had Du Youyou choose a high-grade Fifth-grade pill recipe to secure her spot.

Shortly after, the ingredients in Xiao Yi’s alchemy furnace had completely refined.

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A sixth-grade pill recipe posed no difficulty for Xiao Yi.

At this moment, while he controlled the flames, he began communicating with Du Youyou through a whispered message.

Calculating the time.

Du Youyou had just recently heated her furnace according to Xiao Yi’s instruction, and upon hearing his voice, she began alchemy.

Ingredients were methodically added to the medicine furnace.

Her precise fire control technique was melting the materials.

"Increase the flame by three parts," Xiao Yi whispered to her.

Shortly thereafter.

"Now, increase it by one more part."

Several minutes later.

"Reduce it by one part, divide the flames for refining."

"..."

Through a series of messages, it took just over ten minutes for a fragrant scent to emerge from Du Youyou’s furnace.

The high-grade fifth-level elixir was ready.

Simultaneously, under Xiao Yi’s precise control, his furnace also emitted a fragrance of elixir.

The middle-stage sixth-grade pill recipe was ready.

At the edge, the two old men murmured to themselves, "That lad is trouble-free."

"His steps are skilled, his fire control precise."

"From the beginning of the alchemy process to the formation of the pill, it was seamless, like flowing clouds and water."

"However, the girl next to him seems a bit off."

"The flame fluctuates strongly and weakly, not very skilled."

The two frowned, yet they could detect no trickery.

Xiao Yi’s alchemical technique was strong, but he was refining a middle-stage sixth-grade pill recipe.

Du Youyou’s technique seemed awkward, but she was refining a much simpler high-grade fifth-grade pill recipe.

Their pill completion times being identical seemed normal.

As the two judges pondered, Xiao Yi and Du Youyou had already brought their elixirs for recording.

"Esteemed seniors, we have completed the elixirs; please record them," Du Youyou said, feeling somewhat guilty.

Xiao Yi smiled, took her elixir, and firmly placed both on the table together.

He was confident that two early-stage seventh-grade alchemists could not discern his methods.

The two old men exchanged glances and nodded, "Done, it’s already recorded."

"After three days, the results will be announced; just visit the Commandery Prince Mansion."

"Mm," Xiao Yi nodded, then he and Du Youyou left.

They had only left a short while when a group of young people happened to be passing by within the Prince’s Manor.

"Hm?" One of the young people gave a puzzled look at Xiao Yi’s retreating figure, then his eyes turned cold.

These young people were disciples of the Wind Dance Sword Sect from the day before.

"Esteemed seniors, were those the two who just came here to register?" Xu Nan pointed towards Xiao Yi’s figure and asked.

"Yes, why?" The two old men nodded, wondering.

"Hmph," Xu Nan snorted, a flash of cunning in his eyes.

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