novelraw Chapter 703 703: The Targeted Xiao Yan
Chapter 703 703: The Targeted Xiao Yan
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On a stone platform, Xiao Yan's gaze was dark and cold as he glared at the sneering Old Mu Gu. His fists slowly clenched, and a murderous glint flickered in his eyes. That unrestrained laughter from the old man completely ignited the killing intent within Xiao Yan's heart.
"In this kind of situation… should I risk it and use Master's technique..."
His teeth ground together as he stared at Mu Gu, torn with hesitation. After all, his body was still injured. If he tried to use the Spiritual Enhancement his master had left him—to re-refine the pill and raise its quality—the risk of failure was extremely high!
Facing the countless gazes sweeping toward him, Old Mu Gu merely let out a calm, mocking laugh. Then he raised his head, looking toward the end of the pillar of light piercing the sky. At that part of the heavens, amidst the terrifying surges of energy, dense mist began to form.
Within moments, as the mist condensed, it gathered into the shape of thunderclouds. Before the eyes of the crowd, the thunderclouds above the sky churned violently. Blue and silver—two colors burst forth almost instantly, dyeing the dark clouds into a dual-colored storm.
"Two colors! There's more coming!"
Seeing the two-colored Pill Lightning appear in the sky, waves of astonished cries erupted across the vast plaza.
Their voices had scarcely fallen when the thunderclouds rolled again, and a streak of red quietly emerged. Under countless fervent gazes, the red color quickly spread.
In the blink of an eye, the crimson hue grew as bright and vast as the other two.
"Three colors—it's another Three-Colored Pill!"
As the third color completely manifested, the plaza instantly boiled over with excitement.
Many faces flushed red with emotion, their excitement nearly uncontrollable. In just one day, they had witnessed two Three-Colored Pill Lightnings being born. Such a spectacle was something truly rare—something one might not see even in a hundred years.
After all, in past Pill Gatherings, when had so many powerful alchemists ever appeared?
On the high platform, several Elders of the Pill Tower grew visibly tense as they watched the emergence of the three-colored Pill Lightning. If Old Mu Gu only refined a three-colored pill, there would still be a chance to turn things around.
At that point, they could justify awarding the championship to Old Monster Qing Hua, citing the earlier pill completion as the deciding factor. That way, they could avoid the very outcome they most dreaded.
However, heaven rarely grants what man desires. Right after the red appeared, the thunderclouds in the sky began churning again.
"There's more! Another color's coming!"
Suddenly, urgent cries burst through the plaza once more.
In an instant, the crowd's exclamations echoed across the heavens. Countless eyes focused intently upward—sure enough, after the third color stabilized, a dazzling golden light slowly emerged from within the turbulent clouds.
Like a hidden sun breaking through the storm, it released a soft, resplendent glow.
"Boom!"
As the golden hue appeared, the entire plaza erupted into chaos.
Almost everyone leapt from their seats, eyes wide in shock as they stared at the magnificent thunderclouds in the sky. Within those clouds, blue, silver, red, and gold interwove—painting the heavens with colors as brilliant as a divine sunset, breathtaking beyond compare.
"Heavens… it's really Four-Colored Pill Lightning!"
The confirmation sent a thunderous roar surging through the plaza, shaking the skies themselves.
On the high platform, the Pill Tower Elders looked at the four-colored Pill Lightning above, their faces draining of all color. They exchanged glances, but no one could find words to say. Once today's events spread, the Pill Tower's reputation would suffer a devastating blow!
"Ha ha ha!"
On his stone platform, Old Mu Gu watched as the thunderclouds finally ceased their turbulence, settling firmly into four colors. Only then did the tension in his heart fully release. His wild, triumphant laughter echoed endlessly through the heavens.
"Ha ha ha! People of the Pill Tower, did you see that? This old man already said it—the championship of this Pill Gathering is destined to fall into the hands of my Hall of Souls!"
The wild laughter had barely faded when Old Mu Gu's words exploded across the arena like a bomb, leaving countless spectators utterly stunned.
"Hall of Souls? That black-robed man is from the Hall of Souls?"
"The highest honor of the Pill Tower, actually snatched away by the Hall of Souls—their mortal enemy. This is utterly humiliating."
"This time, the Pill Tower's face has truly been stomped into the ground. After this, their standing across the Central Plains might even start to waver!"
Hearing the whispers rippling through the audience, the alchemists from the Pill Tower around the area all looked extremely grim.
But facing that four-colored thundercloud, none of them could argue back. They could only swallow their frustration in silence. On another stone platform, Cao Ying and Dan Chen glared furiously at Old Mu Gu, who was still laughing madly at the sky.
They were both members of the Pill Tower's Five Great Clans and disciples of the Small Pill Tower—Mu Gu's words and actions were no different from trampling directly on their faces.
However, anger was one thing; with their own strength, they had only managed to refine a two-colored eighth-tier pill, leaving them completely powerless to respond.
Yet soon after, as if recalling something, both Cao Ying and Dan Chen turned their heads at almost the same time, looking toward the stone platform where Lin Feng was seated.
"Whether the Pill Tower's reputation can be restored—it's all up to you now!"
Their hearts tightened as they watched Lin Feng focus entirely on refining his pill.
At the same time, Xiao Yan, who had been hesitating for a while, finally stretched out his hand and grasped the pill before him.
"Master… please bless me."
He muttered softly in his heart, then, under countless shocked gazes, summoned his flames—Sea Heart Flame, Fallen Heart Flame, Mysterious Yellow Flame, and Fire Mountain Stone Flame.
As the four flames swirled around Xiao Yan, those who could recognize them gasped sharply, their eyes gleaming with envy and greed.
Immediately, one of them shouted "righteously," "Heavenly Flames are the rarest treasures between heaven and earth. For an ordinary person to possess even one is a blessing of three lifetimes, and yet this Xiao Yan monopolizes four! It's a disgrace to us all! After the Pill Gathering, I'll rid the world of this abomination myself!"
"Yes, such an aberration must be executed!"
Others nearby quickly echoed him.
But judging by the greed written all over their faces, it was clear that none of them were driven by any sense of justice.
"Bang!"
Under countless covetous stares, Xiao Yan's mind moved, and the four Heavenly Flames floated out before him.
Then, as terrified eyes all around watched, the four flames violently collided together. The moment they did, a destructive aura quietly began to spread. However, before it could expand further, a vast spiritual pressure erupted from the center of Xiao Yan's brow—his soul power flaring to life.
It instantly spread like a celestial net, wrapping around the raging flames and forcing them to rotate rapidly.
"Damn it! That brat actually possesses four Heavenly Flames alone… Heaven is so unfair!"
Seeing the four flames surrounding Xiao Yan, Old Mu Gu's face twisted with jealousy and rage as he ground his teeth.
Back when he'd been expelled from the Pill Tower and wandered the world, he had once stumbled upon the inheritance of an old expert—a man who had entered the Shadow Space multiple times and uncovered the secrets of Tuo She Ancient God and the Flame Mantra.
From that inheritance, Old Mu Gu learned just how heaven-defying the Flame Mantra truly was. He also suspected that this technique—used by the final Dou Di of the Dou Qi Continent—might contain clues about ascending to the realm of Dou Di itself.
Anyone who mastered it could potentially become the next Dou Di, a rank lost to the world for tens of thousands of years!
Yet, just as he was about to obtain that very scroll, it was stolen by a sneak attack from his enemies. Now, as he stood here—watching the disciple of his enemy use that very same technique to achieve countless glories—how could someone as narrow-minded as him not explode with fury?
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