The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 365 - : Fire Spirit

Chapter 365: Chapter 365: Fire Spirit

Li Jianlong really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood, he had actually lost to Fang Lin in grass refining, which he was most confident in.

“Fang Lin, you’ve won, you can get down now.” The Pill Alliance steward said somewhat helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin smirked, showing not the slightest surprise, as if he’d heard information as normal as day-to-day news.

“So, I won, what’s the big deal? Just give me the Heavenly Blue Liquid and I’ll stay up here.” Fang Lin replied nonchalantly.

The Pill Alliance steward rolled his eyes, then turned to Li Jianlong, “You’ve lost. According to the agreement you two made before, the Heavenly Blue Liquid now belongs to Fang Lin.”

Li Jianlong’s face darkened. He hadn’t expected to lose, let alone hand over the Heavenly Blue Liquid to Fang Lin.

“I want to see his map!” Li Jianlong gritted his teeth.

The Pill Alliance steward frowned but still handed Fang Lin’s map over to him.

Li Jianlong flipped through the map. The more he saw, the gloomier his face became. By the time he reached the end, his face was filled with disbelief and his hands seemed to tremble.

“How is this possible?” Li Jianlong roared in his heart. The information in Fang Lin’s map was so shocking that it rocked him to his core.

Li Feng also came over and after looking for a while, his face was filled with disbelief.

From start to end, Fang Lin’s map was completely correct. There was no error anywhere and everything was noted in extreme detail.

In contrast, the content annotated by Li Jianlong was much inferior, not only were there several minor errors, but the details were also not as complete as Fang Lin’s.

At this moment, Li Jianlong finally understood why Fang Lin was not as efficient as him in the beginning. It turned out that the other man’s annotations were much more detailed than his own. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

If he hadn’t seen Fang Lin’s map, Li Jianlong might still be in denial. But now, after seeing it, he had only one feeling — complete defeat!

That’s right, the only way to describe it is complete defeat. Li Jianlong realized he had been a fool to be so confident from start to finish, only to lose so thoroughly in the end.

Now, he had lost face and even handed over a heaven-sent treasure like the Heavenly Blue Liquid to Fang Lin. How could he explain when he returned to the Li family?

“Did you take a good look? Bring the Heavenly Blue Liquid now.” The steward urged, showing his disdain for Li Jianlong.

How foolish this guy was! Despite Fang Lin’s shocking performance, he blindly challenged him. Wasn’t that suicide?

What now? Did it help to feel aggrieved about losing? He would have to swallow the bitter fruit he had sown.

Li Jianlong was truly heartbroken. The Heavenly Blue Liquid was not something he could use freely. It belonged to his family clan. Giving it to Fang Lin would most likely result in a severe punishment even for the alchemy genius of the Li family.

Most importantly, the shame was unbearable!

“Hurry up, don’t dawdle.” The Pill Alliance steward said impatiently. He was quite busy himself and did not have time to deal with such trivialities.

Li Jianlong reluctantly handed over the gourd containing the Heavenly Blue Liquid with trembling hands to the steward.

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The steward snatched it in one hand, glancing at Li Jianlong sideways. Under the murderous gaze of Li Jianlong and Li Feng, he handed the gourd to Fang Lin.

Fang Lin accepted the gourd with a wide grin, thanked him, and then stashed it away in the Nine Palace Bag with ease.

“Li Jianlong, do you have any more good stuff? How about we have another wager?” Fang Lin called out loudly.

Li Jianlong’s face turned pale with anger. Indeed, he would like to wager with Fang Lin again, preferably to win back the Heavenly Blue Liquid.

But after experiencing the defeat, Li Jianlong thoroughly realized that Fang Lin was indeed a monster. Unless he was absolutely confident and had a sure shot, it was better not to gamble with him. Otherwise, he would be the one at a disadvantage.

Li Jianlong and Li Feng went back to their seats with gloomy faces, trying their best not to look at Fang Lin, for the more they saw him, the more upset they felt.

Seeing this, Fang Lin did not further mock the two of them and shifted his attention to the competition between Zhao Shenkong and Guo Zhen.

At this moment, the situation in the field took a gradual shift.

Guo Zhen’s deep-purple flame seemed to have an edge over Zhao Shenkong’s golden flame, at least on the surface, Guo Zhen appeared to have a slight advantage.

The people of the Meng Kingdom were soon cheering, extremely excited. If they could suppress Zhao Shenkong, it would be like having won half the Pill Refiner Grand Competition already.

The people of Yun Country were getting anxious now. If Zhao Shenkong lost, it would mean a great loss of face for them.

However, Zhao Shenkong himself was not flustered at all, not even moving an eyelid.

Boom!

The next moment, the previously suppressed golden flame burst out with a dazzling light.

A golden firebird soared out, radiating brilliant golden light, and directly charged towards Guo Zhen.

“Fire Spirit!”

“Oh, my god!”

“How is this possible?”

“Is he trying to defy the laws of nature?”

The crowd exclaimed in shock, and many people’s faces changed dramatically.

Fang Lin’s pupils dilated, and he was secretly shocked.

The golden firebird, with an unstoppable momentum, directly charged towards Guo Zhen. Guo Zhen’s face turned pale, and he tried to block it with his deep purple flame.

Splat!

Unfortunately, the power of the golden firebird was astounding. It broke through the flame’s resistance in an instant.

Guo Zhen kept retreating, and right before the golden firebird hit him, it dissipated.

It was silence all around, then it erupted into cheers.

Guo Zhen turned pale, with a look of shock and unwillingness in his eyes. He knew he had lost.

Off at a distance, the old man surnamed Yan burst into hearty laughter, definitely relishing the moment. Even though he said something like ‘almost’, his face practically grinned with delight.

Fang Lin, sitting on high, watched Zhao Shenkong, who was enjoying all the attention, with a scornful curl of his lip, “So what if he has a Fire Spirit?”