Nine Revolutions Star Technique

Chapter 610 - 613: Encirclement and Assault!

"What happened?"

The Martial City was in turmoil.

It must be known.

Lately, Ye Qingchen was undeniably the most noticeable presence in Martial City. The elixirs he concocted were universally praised. But why did these alchemists join forces to drive him away?

"What do you mean?"

Ye Qingchen sat there without moving, his eyelids slightly raised, quietly watching the seasoned alchemist before him.

This alchemist’s name was Qi Ming, the oldest and most experienced in Martial City. Before Bai Mu arrived, his status was the highest.

"Haha, Mr. Ye, don’t you have a clue about what you’ve done?" Qi Ming sneered, "I wondered how someone so young could achieve such superior alchemy skills, turns out you simply stole them!"

"What’s going on?"

Everyone observed the scene, full of puzzlement.

"How can you say that?" Zhou Hai stood up in anger, and Lu Yanwu also nodded repeatedly beside him.

Ye Qingchen’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly said: "Really? What evidence do you have!"

In an instant.

Everyone turned their gazes.

"Yeah, who couldn’t speak empty words?"

"You can’t compare in alchemy skills, so you’re here to tarnish someone’s reputation!"

"These past few days, Mr. Ye has been personally crafting his elixirs in Martial City, we’ve all witnessed it, where did he steal them from?"

Qi Ming replied coldly: "I wouldn’t say such a thing without evidence!"

"Oh?" Ye Qingchen frowned, were these people attempting some absurd tricks?

At this moment, a cold snort came from outside: "My words are the evidence!"

Everyone quickly looked.

Alchemist Bai Mu arrived, hands behind his back, followed by several cultivators with intense auras, the most conspicuous being a young man with a black giant sword on his back, muscles cast like bronze, as if containing terrifying explosive power.

As he strode forward, he left a trail of deep footprints.

"It’s Cheng Tong!"

Someone exclaimed.

This Cheng Tong, with cultivation up to Celestial Venerable Seventh Layer, was recently a renowned prodigy in Lintian City. Alongside Cheng Tong were several other cultivators following Bai Mu, though not as strong as Cheng Tong, they also possessed significant power!

"Alchemist Bai Mu, what do you mean?"

Someone couldn’t help asking.

"A few days ago, when I noticed the alchemy furnace in this young man’s hand, it seemed familiar. So I sent someone back to the sect to investigate, and indeed received news!" Bai Mu smiled coldly, staring at Ye Qingchen:

"Recently, Dan Inference Sect was robbed, losing many elixir recipes and treasures. The most precious of which was this alchemy furnace!"

"What?"

The words caused everyone to gasp.

Some uninformed people immediately cast suspicious eyes at Ye Qingchen.

"Is this true?"

"I knew it; he’s so young, how could he concoct such effective elixirs? If that’s the case, then it all makes sense!"

"I didn’t expect, he turns out to be a little thief!"

However, many secretly shook their heads.

They naturally understood, Ye Qingchen was simply too dazzling. He single-handedly threatened the entire Martial City’s alchemists’ interests, now these alchemists united to deal with Ye Qingchen.

Such claims were merely absurd.

"You’re lying!" Lu Yanwu couldn’t help but jump up, "How can you prove that this alchemy furnace is the one stolen from Dan Inference Sect?"

"Just because I’m a disciple of Dan Inference Sect!" Bai Mu chuckled in response: "Then how can you prove this alchemy furnace is yours?"

Lu Yanwu hesitated at the words.

She wanted to say more, but Ye Qingchen had already stopped her. These people were obviously prepared, arguing with them would fall into their trap, so he simply watched them quietly.

Bai Mu’s face was filled with feigned anguish, "Ah, the sect being robbed is an earth-shattering scandal. Fortunately, I unexpectedly encountered this little thief in Martial City!"

At this point.

Bai Mu stared at Ye Qingchen, his gaze full of undisguised greed:

"Kid, if you return the alchemy furnace to me and leave Martial City forever, allowing no return, we can forget about this matter!"

"What if I disagree?" Ye Qingchen said calmly.

"Then you are against me, against Dan Inference Sect, against all these alchemists of Martial City!" Bai Mu’s face changed, every word was full of killing intent, "By then, I’ll ensure you can’t leave Martial City alive!"

Bang!

Once he finished speaking.

Not only did Bai Mu’s followers take a step forward, but even the cultivators behind the other alchemists stepped forward.

Bang!

At the same time.

Numerous cultivators, akin to fierce tigers descending the mountain, suddenly surged towards Ye Qingchen!

Especially Cheng Tong, his speed skyrocketed to the extreme. Wielding the giant sword in his hands, he resembled a prehistoric tyrannosaurus, crazily charging towards Ye Qingchen’s location!

Within Martial City, the atmosphere was already oppressive and tense, now even more overwhelming, as if a storm was about to break. And the center of this storm was none other than Ye Qingchen!

All looked at the young man with pity.

Even those who suspected the truth did not dare to speak up. Facing Alchemist Bai Mu, along with all of Martial City’s alchemists, even the recent mighty figures visiting had to reconsider.

"A tall tree attracts the wind!"

Some sighed in their hearts.

This young man was ultimately too dazzling, triggering envy in others.

The few alchemists present said nothing, simply watching Ye Qingchen with smiling eyes. As soon as this kid left, Martial City would return to their control.

Bai Mu wore a smug expression, sneering inwardly.

With a mere small tactic, he completely crushed this young man. Even if the mighty figures personally visited the young man, what does it matter? After today, all of the young man’s glory would be his!

And of course!

Including the alchemy furnace in his hand!

At this moment, Ye Qingchen sat cross-legged quietly, facing the terrifying flood of attacks. Even Cheng Tong’s giant sword, already stirring fierce winds, recklessly slashed down!

The sweeping giant sword brought forth a violent storm. Even the people in Martial City were blown wavering, and the surrounding signboards clattered loudly.

Yet facing this sword, Ye Qingchen still bowed his eyes, unmoved, pondering something. As everyone considered him resigned to fate.

He raised his head slowly, chuckled lightly:

"I thought you had given up these past days without action. I spared you the trouble; you ought to be grateful for escaping a disaster. I didn’t expect you to dare deliver yourselves?"

"Since you seek death, you can only blame yourselves!"

Bang!

With those words.

He suddenly stood up.

In that moment.

To everyone’s eyes, he resembled an erupting volcano, his aura surging to inconceivable heights!

Facing the sword’s strike, he just flicked his finger.

In an instant.

A Heaven-shocking finger!