Supernatural Insight Eyes

Li Qing moves with a systematic step, somewhat resembling a Nine Square Grid, with a touch of Eight Trigrams.

With each step he takes, an elixir spell enters the cauldron, causing the spiritual medicines within to be stimulated and release part of their essence.

This process is long and arduous, as a cauldron of pills cannot be completed within mere minutes. Even for the fastest, it takes at least half an hour to an hour.

"Senior Brother Li Qing is serious now; his steps have changed," someone noticed the difference in Li Qing’s steps and exclaimed in surprise.

"It’s the Eight Nine Mysterious Steps, a unique alchemy step created by Mighty Pill Master, which, combined with the elixir spell, can increase the speed and efficiency of alchemy."

"Tsk tsk, he’s even using the Eight Nine Mysterious Steps. This bet means this fellow is destined to lose to Senior Brother Li Qing."

"No matter what, Senior Brother Li Qing is the disciple of Master Pill, and being the progeny of a divine-grade pill master, learning a self-created step is only reasonable."

Jin Zhimo frowned; although she didn’t want to admit Li Qing’s claim that her alchemy technique was unorthodox, this step combination indeed significantly improves the success rate and quality of pills.

Her recent creation of a perfect-grade pill was purely coincidental, perhaps aided by heavenly destiny. But can the man standing up for her, calling himself her brother, truly surpass Li Qing in alchemy?

Jin Zhimo herself was unclear; observing the current situation, she felt the hope wasn’t very high.

"I hope he also receives divine assistance." Jin Zhimo could only silently pray for Ye Qiu, wishing that he, like her, could also create a perfect-grade pill.

Li Qing’s Eight Nine Mysterious Steps make him appear very light and nimble, with the cauldron hovering steadily above him, signifying an excellent state.

Stable as the mountains.

With Ye Qiu’s skills, he could actually create a top-quality perfect-grade pill in a very short time, but he wasn’t in a rush. At the moment, he was intrigued by Li Qing’s display combining steps and elixir spells.

This combination particularly captivated Ye Qiu.

This alchemy technique was something Ye Qiu had never seen before, even during competitions with three other alchemists in Clear Wind County; none of those alchemists had demonstrated this.

In this light, it seemed not every alchemy technique could achieve this.

"This guy is distracting himself by watching others refine pills during his own alchemy process. Tsk tsk, if he can make a perfect-grade pill, I’ll really be surprised."

"Perhaps he already has victory in the bag." Someone mocked, clearly speaking in irony.

"Haha... indeed, indeed, this guy must be an alchemy master on the sly, a hidden divine-grade alchemist!" After speaking, this person couldn’t help but burst into laughter, which, despite outwardly praising Ye Qiu, was actually ridiculing him.

"It’s laughable to underestimate others." Jin Zhimo couldn’t help but speak up, feeling indignant for Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu was engaging in alchemy with Li Qing because of her, yet the surrounding disciples of the Pill Tower were belittling Ye Qiu, which Jin Zhimo found unacceptable.

Seeing Jin Zhimo speak up, the disciples of the Pill Tower chuckled but refrained from speaking further. Despite their mockery of Ye Qiu—considering he was not one of their own and unseen by them—Jin Zhimo was a fellow disciple of the Pill Tower, sharing a brother-sister relationship. To truly offend Jin Zhimo would be unwise, especially considering her potential future rises in alchemy, making her an influential figure within the Pill Tower.

Ye Qiu found Li Qing’s display of step movements and spell combinations quite interesting, though to Ye Qiu, such steps posed no threat.

His mysterious elixir spell method transformed the ordinary into the extraordinary; this prowess alone surpassed a thousand alchemical steps.

Ye Qiu exuded a calm demeanor, like a mountain unyielding to wind and waves. His gaze no longer focused on Li Qing.

Instead, he prepared to release the pill; while spirit grass energy was less potent than spiritual medicine, Ye Qiu’s mysterious elixir spell method compensated for this gap. His seemingly casual release of elixir spells concealed his true intention—to infuse his cauldron with the power of his mysterious spell method.

The current situation inside the cauldron gave Ye Qiu the sense it was nearing perfection.

He could opt for further enhancement, but that would result in a saint pill, and producing a saint pill from spirit grass was excessively astounding and unnecessary, a display akin to bullying.

The quality of a top-quality perfect-grade pill would suffice.

"Look, he’s releasing the pill!" A voice shouted in the crowd. No one expected that, moving at such a leisurely pace, Ye Qiu would be the first to finish his pill refining—a surprising turn of events.

Pop.

The lid of the cauldron flew off.

A beam of golden light shot skyward, and a golden pill emerged from the cauldron, mirroring the perfect-grade pill Jin Zhimo had crafted earlier.

Those witnessing had a sense of déjà vu.

"It’s truly perfect-grade..." someone marveled, wide-eyed.

"Goodness, to see two different people craft perfect-grade pills in one day, is this reality?" Some were rendered speechless, dumbstruck by the scene.

"I feel like I’m dreaming; it all seems surreal. Since when did perfect-grade pills become so easy to craft?"

"He was so seemingly casual, yet managed to craft a perfect-grade pill—this seems illogical."

The surrounding Pill Tower disciples were dumbstruck; Ye Qiu truly accomplished it, crafting a perfect-grade pill.

Upon seeing Ye Qiu’s perfect-grade pill, Li Qing’s steps abruptly halted, standing frozen, he lost the will to continue refining. He knew he couldn’t craft a pill exceeding perfection; only a saint pill could surpass it, but achieving that was far off.

Bang.

The cauldron above Li Qing came crashing to the ground; Li Qing didn’t even glance at it, having no concern for such minor affairs, his focus drawn to Ye Qiu’s perfect-grade pill.

This signaled defeat—an undisputed, honorable loss.

"I don’t believe it, I want to inspect your pill." Li Qing spoke suddenly.

Ye Qiu didn’t mind, flicking the pill before Li Qing. The aroma was undeniable; skilled alchemists can instantly discern a pill’s quality.

Li Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly, his fists trembling uncontrollably—defeated by an unfamiliar guy before numerous Pill Tower disciples.

"Remember my wager—you must salute and retreat upon seeing me and her in the future." Ye Qiu curled his fingers, calling the perfect-grade pill back to his hand, walking towards Jin Zhimo without even a glance.

Jin Zhimo, if she were naive, would still fail to grasp the truth; her perfect-grade pill was likely thanks to this man. As she witnessed Ye Qiu approach, his unfamiliar face wore a smile exuding familiarity and warmth, reminding her unexpectedly of Ye Qiu.

Suddenly, an individual’s presence caught Jin Zhimo’s eye; a figure appeared on the plaza, addressing Ye Qiu: "Sir, such superb alchemy skills! My pupil’s defeat to you is well-earned. However, as a teacher, I cannot overlook this. Would you be interested in another match?"