Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Bloodthirst Pill

He left the Alchemy Master Guild directly.

He didn’t have much to attend to. For every Alchemist in the Alchemy Master Guild, the most important task was always to improve their Alchemy Skill. All other matters were trivial.

The members of the Jiang Family were all worried about Jiang Chen.

When they saw Jiang Chen return, they swarmed around him, pleasantly surprised.

They all bombarded him with questions at once.

Jiang Chen gave a few cursory replies before seeking out his father.

"Dad, I want to discuss something with you."

Jiang Han was surprised, but he still led Jiang Chen back to their residential courtyard.

Only the three of them lived here.

"Son, what is it? You seem so serious. There’s no one else around now, so go ahead and speak."

Jiang Chen fell silent for a moment, pondering for a long time.

Finally, he said slowly, "Dad, I need you to find me some Death Warriors."

"Death Warriors?"

Jiang Han was taken aback. As the name suggested, Death Warriors were people who had no regard for their own life or death.

When such people undertook a task, they completely disregarded whether they lived or died.

"That’s right, Death Warriors. I need real Death Warriors."

Jiang Chen reiterated.

He knew that the Alchemy Master Guild was fraught with danger, and he needed to make some preparations.

He had found the material he needed at the Alchemy Master Guild: the Bloodthirsty Stone.

Once he refined it into a Bloodthirst Pill and had a Death Warrior consume it, it would become one of his most powerful trump cards.

He looked at Jiang Chen. "What do you need Death Warriors for?"

Jiang Han was suspicious and uncertain.

"I have a use for them. I need ten."

Jiang Chen didn’t want to explain further. He had sought out his father because, as the Patriarch of the family, finding a few Death Warriors would not be difficult for him; in fact, it would be quite easy.

Seeing his son being so secretive, Jiang Han faintly understood what Jiang Chen planned to use the Death Warriors for.

"Alright, I’ll find them for you."

He agreed on the spot.

As for Jiang Chen, he returned to his room and immediately immersed himself in Alchemy.

After finding the Bloodthirsty Stone, Jiang Chen had already gathered all the other necessary ingredients.

It could be said that all preparations were complete. The only thing left was for him to refine the Bloodthirst Pills.

He had recently refined a Purple Gold Quality Foundation Strengthening Pill, and his Alchemy Skill had improved.

’This time, refining another Purple Gold Quality Bloodthirst Pill shouldn’t be a problem.’

「About three hours later.」

A trace of excitement flashed in Jiang Chen’s eyes.

"Retrieve!"

Following his low shout, a full thirty red elixirs flew out from the Pill Furnace.

These were the Bloodthirst Pills.

All thirty pills landed on the flat ground in front of Jiang Chen.

He casually picked one up and examined it closely.

He was so excited he almost jumped to his feet.

"Purple Gold Quality! Haha, it seems my Alchemy Skill is steadily improving."

The Bloodthirst Pill itself was red.

Determining its quality was very simple.

A halo representing the elixir’s quality would appear around the Bloodthirst Pill.

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw a ring of golden light flashing around the red Bloodthirst Pill. At the same time, a faint trace of purple light was mixed within the gold.

Clearly, this was a Purple Gold Quality Bloodthirst Pill.

The Bloodthirst Pill was a Second-Grade Elixir.

Even a Black Iron Level Bloodthirst Pill was enough to turn an ordinary person into a Martial Artist expert.

A Silver Level one could turn an ordinary person into a Samurai expert.

Of course, a Gold Quality Bloodthirst Pill was naturally enough to turn an ordinary person into a Martial Artist expert.

A Purple Gold Quality one could elevate a person to have the Combat Power of a Martial King.

The higher its quality, the stronger the Combat Power.

The strongest effect of a Bloodthirst Pill could raise an ordinary person to the Martial King Peak of Nine Heavens.

And if a Martial Cultivator were to take a Bloodthirst Pill, the effect would be even better.

SWOOSH!

With a wave of his hand, he collected all the Bloodthirst Pills.

With thirty pills, he could create thirty Martial King Experts.

In Hanwu City, that was enough to sweep away all opposition.

’Alchemy Master Guild, I hope you don’t pick a fight you can’t win.’

He stopped his Alchemy, a slight smile touching his lips.

Then, he didn’t dwell on it.

All that remained was to wait for the Death Warriors his father was gathering for him.

After a night of Cultivation, Jiang Chen leisurely returned to the Alchemy Master Guild to continue his duties as a Senior Steward.

「Meanwhile, with Ling Xuan.」

Knowing that Jiang Chen was the Senior Steward in charge of the assessment, he understood that he had failed again.

This meant he couldn’t join the Alchemy Master Guild.

Ling Xuan was extremely unwilling to accept this.

He nearly broke down.

He returned to the Ximen Family’s estate.

"Mr. Ling, congratulations."

As soon as he walked through the door, the Ximen Family Patriarch, Ximen Gong, and Chen Ran immediately began to congratulate Ling Xuan.

After all, if Ling Xuan successfully joined the Alchemy Master Guild, his status would rise considerably, and even Ximen Gong would have to treat him with caution.

That’s why they were so eager to congratulate him.

However, the two of them saw that Ling Xuan had a long, mournful face, looking as miserable as if his own father had died.

Ximen Gong and Chen Ran were a little confused.

They could tell something was wrong.

Ximen Gong pressed, "Mr. Ling, what’s wrong? Why do you look so terrible?"

He couldn’t understand. Ling Xuan was on the verge of successfully entering the Alchemy Master Guild, yet he looked so dejected.

’Something is clearly wrong.’

"Don’t even mention it. I failed the assessment."

Ling Xuan sat down in a chair with a dark expression, filled with indignation.

What?

Ximen Gong and Chen Ran were both stunned.

He failed the assessment? That meant Ling Xuan couldn’t join the Alchemy Master Guild.

Ximen Gong found it simply unbelievable.

He exclaimed, "Impossible! How could that be? I already made all the arrangements to guarantee you’d pass without a hitch."

After all, Ximen Gong had put a lot of effort into this matter, even calling in numerous favors.

But he still failed in the end.

Ling Xuan looked utterly defeated.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said angrily, "It was him. It was that damn Jiang Chen."

"He’s the one who blocked me from joining the Alchemy Master Guild. He even told me I would never be able to enter it."

Hearing this, Ximen Gong and Chen Ran were even more stunned and confused.

"What does you joining the Alchemy Master Guild have to do with Jiang Chen?"

"Right, who is Jiang Chen?"

The two of them pressed for answers again.

Ling Xuan was shaking with immense hatred.

"It’s Jiang Chen, the son of the Jiang Family’s Jiang Han."

"He’s now a Senior Steward at the Alchemy Master Guild. He was the one who assessed me."

What?

Ximen Gong and Chen Ran were so shocked their jaws dropped.

"He’s a Senior Steward at the Alchemy Master Guild?"

"You’ve got to be kidding me."

The two of them flat-out refused to believe it.

But after Ling Xuan explained it repeatedly, they finally understood.

Ximen Gong and Chen Ran stared at each other. This was simply too much to accept.

No matter how they thought about it, the situation felt surreal.

Ximen Gong, in particular, felt as disgusted as if he had swallowed a green fly that had just died on a wet, stinking pile of cow dung.

The Jiang Family, Jiang Chen... they were the objects of Ximen Gong’s deep-seated hatred. And now, Jiang Chen had suddenly transformed into a Senior Steward of the Alchemy Master Guild.

If this was really true, he felt like ramming his head into a wall and dying.

"How could a good-for-nothing like him possibly become a Senior Steward?"

"I just can’t bring myself to believe it."

Ximen Gong mulled it over and over, but he couldn’t for the life of him figure out what had happened behind the scenes to turn that waste of space, Jiang Chen, into a Senior Steward.

Meanwhile, Ling Xuan looked at Ximen Gong, still on the verge of tears, and asked, "Patriarch, who did you ask to help me with this?"

"Can you try contacting them again?"