Chen Yuyang placed several medicinal herbs before him.
His left hand formed a sword gesture, spiritual energy surging from his fingertips as he precisely sliced away the effective parts of the herbs.
Simultaneously, a ball of soft spiritual energy rose from his right palm, enveloping the cut herbs.
Without using a mortar and pestle, Chen Yuyang directly used his spiritual energy to crush and mix them.
Between his moving fingers, the herbal powder spun and merged under the shroud of spiritual energy, gradually condensing into a uniformly colored, dark green mass.
“This is simply preposterous!”
Yan Dangmo’s eyes widened, and he almost shouted out loud.
Refining pills demanded a step-by-step process, and the treatment of herbs was of the utmost importance.
Who would ever directly knead them into a ball with spiritual energy like this?
Furthermore, without a specialized mortar and pestle, how could they be fully integrated using only spiritual energy?
How would the impurities be handled?
If they weren’t dealt with, forget forming a pill—it would be a miracle if anything was produced at all.
Yet, an alchemist’s intuition told him at this moment that although the young man’s actions were strange, he wasn’t just fooling around.
The herbs being kneaded together showed a subtle connection in their attributes, as if they were naturally meant to be that way.
It was just that Yan Dangmo couldn’t clearly explain the specific intricacies for the time being.
Just as Yan Dangmo frowned and pondered silently, Chen Yuyang moved again.
He held the condensed medicinal mass in his palm, his gaze turning slightly sharp as the spiritual energy within his body erupted.
In the next moment, a ball of scorching blue flame ignited in his palm.
The flame rose more than three inches, its core a deep, profound blue, while the outer layer shimmered with a faint golden light.
This flame emitted a heart-palpitating power.
“This… what kind of flame is this?!”
Yan Dangmo’s eyes snapped wide, his bewilderment replaced by shock.
He stood up abruptly, staring fixedly at the flame in Chen Yuyang’s palm.
The reason the Yan family could establish themselves in the North Region was that their ancestor was a powerhouse who mastered flames.
Furthermore, the descendants of the Yan family were born with an extraordinary affinity for fire.
Their mastery over fire control was so high that even the Dan Sect and the Qiankun Sect had to admit defeat.
But now, looking at the blue flame in the youth’s palm, Yan Dangmo was so stunned that he couldn’t recognize it for a moment.
Wait, this flame… Could it be… Haoyang True Fire!
The flame this kid was controlling was actually the Haoyang True Fire!
Once this thought emerged, Yan Dangmo felt his heart tighten suddenly, and his breathing couldn’t help but quicken.
At this moment, Chen Yuyang had already made up his mind to simply show off his strength at this Alchemy Convention and make a stunning impression.
Naturally, he revealed some of his capabilities.
Chen Yuyang held the dark green medicinal mass in his left hand, while the Haoyang True Fire burned fiercely in his right palm.
He controlled the blue flame to slowly envelop the medicinal mass.
This scene surprised Yan Dangmo even more.
He wasn’t even using an alchemy furnace!
He was directly grasping the fire with his hand to refine the herbs!
“Hiss—”
Around the arena, some spectators, including representatives from various forces, couldn’t help but let out gasps of amazement.
“Is he crazy? He’s refining pills directly without a furnace?”
“What kind of operation is this? Who does he think he is? An ancient God of Alchemy?”
“He’s too arrogant! Without a furnace to stabilize the fire’s power, the herbs could easily be incinerated by the flame!”
Several Dan Sect elders also focused their attention on Chen Yuyang, whispering among themselves.
“This… this kid is so bold!”
“Refining herbs directly with fire—the requirements for fire control techniques are incredibly high! The slightest mistake means total failure!”
“But his fire control… is so exquisite!” another elder marveled.
“Look at that flame; it’s clearly overbearing, yet he controls it as easily as his own fingers. Whether it’s the temperature or the timing, everything is just right. That medicinal mass is now slowly shrinking and condensing…”
At this moment, the way Yan Dangmo looked at Chen Yuyang suddenly became extremely fervent.
He stared intently at Chen Yuyang’s hands as they controlled the Haoyang True Fire, and at the medicinal mass constantly changing shape within the flames, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.
“As expected, this kid isn’t fooling around!”
“He has his own unique insights into alchemy. Doing it this way might seem like nonsense, but it’s actually a sign of absolute confidence in his fire control and understanding of herbs!”
“His level is definitely the best among this group!”
This kid from the Hehuan Sect was exceptionally handsome, possessed such strength at a young age, had an excellent temperament, and most importantly, he had no significant background, was proficient in the way of alchemy, and even mastered the legendary Haoyang True Fire!
The more Yan Dangmo thought about it, the more satisfied he became.
If he could recruit him into the Yan family and make him his grandson-in-law…
“Give this kid enough resources, and his future achievements in alchemy will never be low. In fact, he might even lead the Yan family to a new height…”
Meanwhile, the elders of the Dan Sect were also discussing in low voices.
“Whose disciple is this? So brilliant and talented, yet our Dan Sect has never heard of him.”
“Looking at his dress and appearance, he doesn’t seem to come from a major sect.”
“I just heard the people over there talking; it seems he’s from… the Hehuan Sect?”
“Hehuan Sect?”
The elder who spoke first had a slight change in expression, a flash of regret in his eyes.
“What a pity, what a pity! How could such a sect cultivate such an outstanding alchemical genius? It’s simply a waste of God’s gift!”
“Indeed,” an elder beside him sighed.
“If he were born into our Dan Sect or were willing to join us, with his talent, he would surely become a giant in the world of alchemy in the future!”
The elders spoke one after another, expressing either admiration or regret, and some had already developed the intention to recruit him.
In the field, although Chen Yuyang noticed the attention and discussion, he ignored it.
His original intention was to be high-profile and attract attention.
If I don’t show off this much, how would you know that I, Chen Yuyang, am a heavenly genius and extraordinary?
Nearby, on a high spot, Ling Xi was also watching the field below, her gaze always locked on the young man.
She didn’t understand alchemy, so she couldn’t see anything specific.
However, hearing the people around her start to whisper, she couldn’t help but feel strange.
What are they muttering about?
The kid from the Hehuan Sect?
Could they be talking about Senior Brother?
Did Senior Brother do something?
Why does it feel like everyone is looking at him?
And who is that old fellow standing in front of Senior Brother?
Ling Xi had too many questions.
But after listening for a while and hearing that the people around her seemed to be in awe and praise, she gradually felt at ease, even feeling a little proud.
What “genius”?
They’re talking about my Hehuan Sect’s Senior Brother.
His potential is limitless—do you even need to say it?
Wait a minute, what do you mean by “contacting him” and “providing a large amount of natural treasures to poach him”?
And what’s this about “asking if Senior Brother is married” and “letting him join the family”?
No, what exactly are you people trying to do?
Senior Brother is a precious asset of our Hehuan Sect.
You outsiders shouldn’t even think about laying a finger on him!
“But… to think that one day, Senior Brother would become such a sought-after prize in the eyes of others…”
Ling Xi’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s hum as she murmured to herself.
Her words carried a hint of daze and loss that even she hadn’t noticed.
Was Senior Brother really this outstanding?
Outstanding enough that almost everyone present was full of praise for him.
No! Senior Brother belongs to our Hehuan Sect!
We absolutely cannot let these outsiders benefit!
But… on the other hand, a thought that made Ling Xi feel panicked began to sprout uncontrollably.
Those people, those forces, were all much stronger than the Hehuan Sect.
If they really offered Senior Brother great benefits, promising a future and resources… If Senior Brother really… really felt tempted and wanted to leave the Hehuan Sect…
Ling Xi didn’t dare think further, but at this moment, she felt as if a hand had fiercely gripped her heart.
What would the Hehuan Sect be like without Senior Brother?
She didn’t know.
She only knew that if Senior Brother really left, she would definitely not feel happy.
Ling Xi bit her lip hard, unknowingly causing a trace of blood to seep out.
The pain finally made her feel a sense of reality.
Gazing at the young man in the field, who was focused on controlling the blue flame with a determined expression and a cold gaze, she remained speechless for a long time.
Sitting by the window with her cheek resting on the windowsill, the girl’s gaze was somewhat hollow as she watched the withered leaves falling in the courtyard.
This time, she didn’t go to the scene.
She knew that if she went, she would have to listen to her grandfather’s comments on the geniuses of various sects, listen to him analyze this one’s talent and that one’s background.
Every word would revolve around “marriage,” “family status,” and “future”—words that only made her feel suffocated.
Toward this, Luobo only felt endless annoyance.
She didn’t like being managed.
Especially having her marriage arranged.
Her life should be her own to decide.
But on the other hand, she was actually aware that she had no choice at all.
Did she not know that her grandfather was doing it for her own good?
Of course she knew.
Did she not know that some matters were urgent?
She knew that too.
But… disliking it was disliking it.
Even if she forced herself to accept it, her heart would never feel the slightest bit of ease; instead, it would only make it harder for her to breathe.
Luobo sighed softly, lifted her face, and withdrew her gaze, letting it fall on the back of her hand which had lost color from being pressed down.
Her eyes were full of helplessness.
At that moment, a sturdy figure burst into the courtyard in a flurry.
“Luobo, you must go and take a look!”
“I have discovered a top-tier genius!”
“That young man is simply a perfect match for you. Haoyang True Fire, extraordinary alchemy techniques, and most importantly, he has no background and is handsome. I believe you will definitely like him!”
Hearing Yan Dangmo’s excited voice, Luobo’s brow was already tightly furrowed.
Definitely like him!
Bah, the more her grandfather said that, the more impossible it was for her to like him!
“I’m not going. If you like him so much, Grandpa, then you go and marry him!”
Luobo turned around, buried her head in the covers, and covered her head.
“Oh, this one is really different this time. Luobo, just go take a look, just one look, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!”
Yan Dangmo’s words only stirred up Luobo’s rebellious spirit even more.
“I don’t want to! Hmph, I don’t care who he is. Even if I, Luobo, die, it’s absolutely impossible for me to marry him!”