Peerless Soul Emperor

The Alchemist Association branch was located in a fiery red valley. The area within a ten mile radius belonged to the association. In Fire Cloud City, the Alchemist Association's status was even higher than the City Lord's.    

    

Regardless of whether it was in terms of financial resources or power, the Association was an extremely terrifying existence.    

    

This valley was opened up with all kinds of ancestral temples and buildings. In the center of the valley, there was a huge circular plaza that looked like an eight-trigram diagram.    

    

At this moment, there were thousands of alchemists in long robes surrounding the square. All of them were staring at a few fiery and violent Pill Furnace in the center. Obviously, these alchemists were in some kind of competition.    

    

Although this was a branch of the Alchemist Association in the Cold Region, there were a few Alchemy Immortal level alchemists guarding it, and Pill Emperor had two of them. Feng Qingxie's father was an expert who had just stepped into the Alchemy Saint level.    

    

Feng Qingyu had two long sleeves and a long wind, as if he was standing at the top of the alchemy path. He was watching the competition between the young alchemists. Beside him were a fat and thin Pill Emperor.    

    

"President, I'm afraid only Lann Yixuan and Huang Yan have a chance to step into Pill Emperor's realm!"    

    

"That's right! Originally, Qing Xie was considered a talented alchemist, but he didn't think about concocting pills all day long, so it was a waste of his talent. "    

    

The corner of Feng Qingyu's mouth twitched. He shook his head and said, "When he comes back, lock him up for a few days to reflect on himself!"    

    

On the square, five to six top disciples were focusing on refining Medicine Pill. The Pill Furnace in front of them was even bigger than a human's.    

    

One of them was a woman with silver hair that sprinkled down like a waterfall. Her lips and teeth were slightly tender, and she skillfully added various kinds of spirit materials.    

    

Lann Yixuan, a top alchemy expert among the younger disciples, had a success rate of above 80%. In this year's promotion competition, she was also one of the most likely candidates to step into the Noble Pill Emperor Realm.    

    

The other person was a young man, and he was especially outstanding in controlling fire.    

    

However, while he was concocting pills, he would occasionally glance at Lann Yixuan with a strange expression flashing across his eyes. This person was the top disciple, Huang Yan. He was also an expert who was about to step into Pill Emperor's realm.    

    

"As long as I step into Pill Emperor's realm ahead of time, Yi Xuan will definitely be fascinated by me. At that time, you won't be able to do anything to me anymore, Feng Qingxue!" Huang Yan sneered in his heart. Today, Feng Qingxie had gone out to enjoy himself. This was a perfect opportunity for him.    

    

The flames of the Pill Furnace were very stable. Someone was refining two or three herbs at the same time. They were all proceeding in an orderly manner.    

    

"Cough, cough ~ Brother Ye, this big valley belongs to my family. Do you think my family has money?" Feng Qingxie shakily placed his hand on Ye Feng's shoulder and pointed at the buildings near the valley.    

    

Ye Feng also took two steps back and shouted, "I have money, but I have more! My Soul Stone can fill up this valley!"    

    

"Tsk ~ Keep bragging!"    

    

Feng Ziran was very depressed as she followed behind them. When she heard the two of them flaunting their wealth, she felt very unhappy in her heart.    

    

"Huh? There are so many people in my family's plaza. Come, let's go and take a look!" The two of them reeked of alcohol as they staggered over.    

    

Feng Qingyu was silently watching them concoct pills, but he was attracted by the noise. He looked into the distance and his beard was crooked from anger!    

    

"My god! Young Master Feng is so drunk, and he still dares to come back? He's courting death!"    

    

"Hehe! A mixed attack is about to arrive!" Upon seeing this scene, many of the apothecaries revealed evil smiles on their faces.    

    

Feng Qingxie's situation would definitely occur more than three times a month, and everyone was already used to it.    

    

"Hehe ~ Guild leader, your son sure lives a carefree life!" A Pill Emperor laughed loudly.    

    

"What a disgrace!" Feng Qingyu cursed. With a sway of his body, he teleported dozens of meters away and pushed his palm toward Feng Qingxie.