The moment Wu Jing erupted in fury, countless cultivators also voiced their outrage.
In an instant, the entire Pill Assessment Department boiled over with a cacophony of voices.
“Fusion Pills?
Aren’t those the most garbage elixirs around?”
“He actually dared to ask Pill Master Wu to assess trash!
Isn’t that calling Pill Master Wu a trash Alchemy Master too?”
“Where did this guy get the gall to act so wildly in the Divine Pill Pavilion?”
“A mere lowest-tier Fusion Pill, and he shamelessly claimed it was a top-quality elixir?”
“Looks like he’s tired of living.”
No matter what, Wu Jing was one of the few Alchemy Masters in the Divine Pill Pavilion, and an Upper Fifth Grade Pill Master at that.
His status was incredibly exalted!
For that young man to ask the esteemed Pill Master to assess the absolute lowest grade of Fusion Pills was, without a doubt, a naked insult to a Fifth Grade Alchemy Master.
Watching this sudden scene unfold, Ye Tiannan’s face instantly drained of color.
A Tier One Fifth Grade Alchemy Master was simply not someone the current Jiang Hao and the Ye Family could afford to offend.
“Please calm your anger, Pill Master Wu!
Please!
Hao’Er didn’t mean to provoke you, sir.
He…
he just took out the wrong elixirs.” As Ye Tiannan spoke, he frantically took out the only Third-grade Elixir he had on him and pleaded repeatedly, “Sir, this is the elixir Hao’Er meant to present for the Divine Pill Pavilion’s assessment, not those three Fusion Pills.”
It was obvious that Ye Tiannan was offering up his sole Third-grade Elixir in a desperate bid to save Jiang Hao.
However, faced with the Third-grade Elixir in his hand, Wu Jing merely gave it a dismissive glance.
Evidently, the elixir was still not enough to catch the eye of the Divine Pill Pavilion’s Fifth Grade Alchemy Master.
Still, his expression did soften slightly.
But in the very next moment, an extremely disappointed chuckle suddenly echoed through the hall.
Jiang Hao slowly shook his head, his eyes brimming with a disappointment that seemed even heavier than Ye Tiannan’s despair.
“What are you laughing at, boy?” Seeing this, Wu Jing knitted his brows tightly.
The complexion that had just barely softened turned incredibly gloomy once again.
Jiang Hao took a deep breath in response, his disappointed demeanor growing even more pronounced.
“I thought the Alchemy Masters of the Divine Pill Pavilion were all people with a keen eye for true value.
I never imagined they would amount to nothing more than this.”
BOOM!
CRASH!
As soon as Jiang Hao’s words fell, the entire venue went deathly silent.
Everyone paled in shock, standing frozen as if struck by lightning.
At that moment, everyone felt an invisible chill.
And this chill was emanating directly from the Divine Pill Pavilion’s Fifth Grade Alchemy Master, Wu Jing.
“Good.
Good, good, good!
Very good!” Wu Jing sneered, his murderous intent rising with each word.
“You’ve got commendable courage, boy.
You are no longer just insulting me.
You are insulting the Divine Pill Pavilion!
Good, good, excellent!”
The sheer anger he displayed sent a chill through the hearts of countless cultivators, even from a distance.
“He’s crazy!
This kid is absolutely insane!”
“To dare insult the Divine Pill Pavilion in public…
this brat is dead meat.”
Faced with the terrified crowd, Jiang Hao remained entirely unfazed, his voice perfectly calm.
“I have no intention of humiliating Pill Master Wu, much less insulting the Divine Pill Pavilion.
I am simply disappointed.”
These words acted like a basin of ice-cold water, instantly extinguishing Wu Jing’s blazing fury.
He naturally caught the underlying implication in Jiang Hao’s tone.
His pupils shrank sharply, and for the first time, he subconsciously began to seriously examine the Fusion Pills in his hand.
As he scrutinized them closely, Wu Jing seemed to genuinely discover something different.
After a moment of observation, he even brought the pills close to his nose and took a light sniff.
Suddenly, Wu Jing’s eyes snapped up, his heart giving a violent tremble.
“This…
this is…?”
The scent of herbs?
When he recognized the faint medicinal fragrance emanating from the Fusion Pill in his hand, Wu Jing realized something that left him feeling as if he had been struck by five bolts of lightning.
The look in his eyes as he stared at the pill underwent an earth-shattering change.
“Impossible.
This is impossible.
How…
how could this be possible?” he thought in disbelief.
He repeated the word ‘impossible’ three times in his mind.
He seemed to have discovered something unbelievably shocking, his breathing becoming visibly ragged.
Seeing the change in the man’s expression, Jiang Hao couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After a long pause, Wu Jing finally lifted his head from his stupor, immediately radiating an imposing aura of authority.
“Guards!
Lock down all exits of the Divine Pill Pavilion immediately!
Without my permission, no one is to take a single step outside!”
In an instant, a massive number of Divine Pill Pavilion guards swarmed the area from all directions, each radiating a terrifyingly powerful aura.
Having given his orders, Wu Jing’s chest heaved violently.
He shot Jiang Hao a deeply profound look before grabbing the three Fusion Pills and the registration ledger, making a beeline straight for the Divine Pill Pavilion Cabinet.
For a time, the Divine Pill Pavilion was like boiling water set atop a roaring fire—it completely erupted.
“What’s going on?
Why did Pill Master Wu leave?”
“It’s over, it’s so over.
This kid is doomed.
The Divine Pill Pavilion is enraged!”
“Such massive nerve, coming to the Divine Pill Pavilion to cause trouble!
Doesn’t he look at where he is?”
“Insulting Pill Master Wu was bad enough, but dragging the Divine Pill Pavilion into it?
I’m afraid even the gods can’t save him now.”
Countless cultivators’ expressions changed drastically.
Watching the numerous experts with dragon-like auras lock down the premises, they all shivered in fear.
Ye Tiannan’s face was ashen.
“Hao’Er, you fool!
It’s all over now.
What do we do?
What do we do?!
My father has already left Xingyue City.
I fear neither of us will walk out of the Divine Pill Pavilion alive.”
Looking at the panic-stricken Ye Tiannan, Jiang Hao instead felt that their trip was completely secured.
He revealed a faint smile and said, “Uncle Ye, things might not be as bad as you imagine.”
Hearing this, Ye Tiannan beat his chest and stomped his feet in despair.
He already regretted bringing Jiang Hao here.
Meanwhile, inside the Divine Pill Pavilion Inner Cabinet Hall, the atmosphere was already trembling with shock.
Within the Inner Cabinet Hall, five white-haired elders stared at the peculiar Fusion Pills in their hands.
They all looked as if they had been struck by lightning, their eyes filled with shock and an indescribable sense of awe.
These five elders, who possessed the bearing of transcendent immortals, were none other than the five Great Elders of the Divine Pill Pavilion’s Pill Hall.
They were highly respected figures wielding absolute authority.
Yet, at this very moment, upon seeing those three Fusion Pills, the expressions on their faces were ten times more astonished than Wu Jing’s had been just moments ago.
“Impossible, how can this be?
How could anyone in this world possibly refine an elixir using mortal herbs?” One of the Elders shook his head frantically, clearly unable to accept the physical reality of the three elixirs.
Using mere herbs to form an elixir—what kind of earth-shattering feat was this?
It had to be known that when Jiang Hao refined these three Fusion Pills, he had used ordinary herbs that only mortals would employ.
Unlike Spirit Medicine, although these types of herbs also absorbed the essence of heaven and earth alongside Spiritual Qi, their impurity rate was nearly ninety-nine percent.
It was practically impossible to refine them into Spirit Pills.
Cultivators wouldn’t even spare a glance at mortal herbs; only heavenly treasures at the level of Spirit Medicine could condense into elixirs.
“Elders, are the refined ingredients of these three Fusion Pills truly just ordinary herbs?
Is it possible that Spirit Medicine ingredients were added?” Wu Jing asked, gasping for breath.
He had rushed to the Inner Cabinet Hall precisely because he wasn’t sure if his eyes had deceived him and needed the discerning judgment of the five Great Elders.
The five transcendent Alchemy Masters, however, were breathing heavily.
With eyes full of horror, they confirmed, “They are indeed herbs.
All of them.
Not only that, but they are the most common herbs found everywhere in the wilderness and countryside.”
BOOM!
The moment these words were spoken, it was like a thunderbolt from a clear blue sky to everyone present.
They looked at each other, turbulent waves of shock surging in their eyes.
Remembering something, Wu Jing quickly handed over Jiang Hao’s registration ledger.
“Elders, this is the registration record of the person who brought the pills for assessment.
He is a young man, barely twenty years old.”
“What did you say?
A young man?” The five Great Elders paled in shock.
When they saw the three characters for ‘Alchemy Master’ clearly written on the ledger, it felt as though they had been struck by lightning once again.
“A young man?
An Alchemy Master?
Could it be…?”
“A peerless genius of the Alchemy Dao!
This kid is an Alchemy Dao genius rarely seen even in ten thousand years!”
Meanwhile, at the Pill Assessment Department.
Countless cultivators looked at the young back standing before the Pill Assessment Platform, their eyes filled with sympathy.
Clearly, in their eyes, Jiang Hao was already a dead man.
Ye Tiannan had his eyes squeezed shut, sighing heavily up at the ceiling.
Zhang Changsheng, who had been responsible for bringing Jiang Hao up, was slumped on the floor, looking as though he had lost all will to live.
“Sir, you’ve killed me!
If you wanted to get a pill assessed, then get it assessed, but why did you have to…?”
He was the one who had brought the young man up here.
Now that things had blown up to such proportions, he feared he was doomed as well.
The Divine Pill Pavilion most likely wouldn’t leave him a way out.
Looking at Zhang Changsheng, who was already crying a river of tears, Jiang Hao remained silent, quietly waiting for the Divine Pill Pavilion’s next response.