Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands

Chapter 344: My Tianhe Sect Does Not Lack Wealth, We Only Want the Recipe for the Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill

These two opportunities are both top-tier choices.

The Resentful Spirit Wood Core is similar to the Drifting Soul Butterfly and is the best material for refining Infant Clothes.

As for the Millennium Earthfire Essence, it can be refined using the Solar Essence Flame. If all goes well, it should allow the Solar Essence Flame to advance into a Flourishing Flame.

Now, he had arrived at the imperial capital for the third opportunity.

The Scorching Earth Sword Manual!

After arriving in the imperial capital, Xiao Fan participated in an alchemy competition hosted by the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce.

With Yao Lao’s astonishing mastery of alchemy, he secured first place and won many generous rewards. Among them was the Scorching Earth Sword Manual!

Of course, Shen Mo would never participate in such an alchemy competition.

Given his current level of alchemy mastery, joining such a competition would be like bullying children.

So instead, he planned to take the prize directly.

At the top floor’s prestigious VIP lounge.

This was a space reserved exclusively for the most distinguished guests of the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce.

To enter this lounge, one had to either be a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator or at least a royal prince.

Otherwise, entry was not even up for discussion.

At this moment, a young man with an arrogant demeanor was pacing back and forth inside the room.

From time to time, he glanced at various items or casually touched a few of them.

It seemed like he was waiting for someone.

Beside him, a beautiful woman was diligently serving tea and offering refreshments.

Her eyes had barely left the young man the entire time.

She looked like she wanted to cling to him right then and there.

Anyone who knew the young man's identity would undoubtedly try to establish a connection with him.

After all, his master was none other than Elder Qingmu, the most esteemed alchemy grandmaster of the royal family!

Countless people wished to offer gifts to Elder Qingmu but could never find a way in.

Many sought to curry favor with him, only to be repeatedly turned away.

As the most favored personal disciple of Elder Qingmu, this arrogant young man was also an extraordinary alchemy genius with a bright future ahead.

Moments later, footsteps echoed from outside.

A middle-aged cultivator with a broad, composed face walked into the room.

Upon seeing the woman’s eager expression, the middle-aged man frowned slightly. “You may leave.”

The woman hesitated but reluctantly nodded. “Yes…”

She swayed her hips as she left, clearly unwilling to go.

The arrogant young man glanced at the newcomer and frowned. “Who are you? Where is Zhou Yong, the president of this place?”

The middle-aged cultivator smiled and replied, “Zhou Yong is my uncle. He retired and returned home a month ago. Until the new president takes over, I am serving as the acting president.”

He cupped his hands slightly. “I am Zhou Mingyi.”

The young man, Bai Tianyuan, nodded indifferently. “Never heard of you.”

“But you should know who I am.”

Zhou Mingyi remained unperturbed and nodded. “Yes, you are Bai Tianyuan, Elder Qingmu’s most esteemed disciple and the most renowned alchemy genius.”

Bai Tianyuan smirked proudly. “Good, at least you’re informed.”

“President Zhou, I didn’t come here for trivial matters. With my alchemy skills, I have no need to participate in that ridiculous alchemy competition, but I do want one of the first-place prizes.”

“So, I am here to trade for it.”

Zhou Mingyi smiled and nodded. “That can certainly be arranged. However, the Tianhe Chamber of Commerce has always followed the principle of fair exchange.”

Bai Tianyuan scoffed, full of disdain. “Is there anything my master doesn’t have? I guarantee I can offer something of equal value.”

“Very well, then what does Alchemist Bai desire?” Zhou Mingyi asked.

Bai Tianyuan thought for a moment. “A certain page from a book—on it are two words: Scorching Earth.”

Zhou Mingyi pondered briefly before replying, “I understand. Among the prizes, there is indeed such a spiritual artifact.”

“When activated with spiritual energy, it can unleash powerful fire-attributed sword energy.”

“Our Tianhe Sect’s Divine Transformation Realm elders have speculated that this item is an incomplete spiritual artifact.”

Bai Tianyuan nodded. “That’s the one.”

Zhou Mingyi was puzzled. “Alchemist Bai, as an alchemy prodigy, you have plenty of people willing to protect you and many means of self-preservation. Why do you need this incomplete sword manual?”

Bai Tianyuan grew impatient. “You ask too many questions.”

Zhou Mingyi was not offended. He had heard about this alchemy genius’s temperament long before arriving in the capital.

“This sword manual is a top-grade Earth-tier spiritual artifact. Our Tianhe Chamber of Commerce does not accept spirit stones for it. Alchemist Bai must exchange it for an item of equivalent value.”

Bai Tianyuan waved his hand indifferently. “Just name your price. My master has everything. Rest assured, someone will deliver it tomorrow.”

Zhou Mingyi thought for a moment. “I want the recipe for the Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill.”

Bai Tianyuan sneered. “It’s just the Heavy Water…”

His words abruptly stopped.

“No, that’s the one thing I cannot give you.” Bai Tianyuan’s expression stiffened.

After all, he had just told Zhou Mingyi to name his price, but when Zhou Mingyi asked for one thing, he immediately refused.

It was too embarrassing, too hard to maintain composure.

Bai Tianyuan knew full well how important this pill was.

The Tianhe Sect had many disciples, but only those with water-attribute spiritual roots could practice its most orthodox and powerful technique, the Ninefold Heavenly River Scroll.

However, cultivating the Ninefold Heavenly River Scroll was exceedingly difficult. Talent, comprehension, and time—all three were indispensable.

As a result, the number of disciples capable of cultivating it dwindled, to the point where its inheritance was nearly severed.

Helpless, the Tianhe Sect invited renowned alchemists from all over the country to their sect, seeking to refine a pill that would ease the difficulties of cultivation.

Countless alchemists failed.

Only Elder Qingmu—who was then unknown—succeeded.

Thus, the Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill was born.

Of course, this pill only accelerated the cultivation of the Ninefold Heavenly River Scroll by a small margin—merely ten to twenty percent.

At the time, the Tianhe Sect sought to purchase the pill’s recipe outright.

But Elder Qingmu’s asking price was too high.

Negotiations fell apart.

Now, Elder Qingmu was an alchemy grandmaster of unrivaled prestige in Jing Kingdom.

Meanwhile, the number of cultivators able to practice the Ninefold Heavenly River Scroll in the Tianhe Sect had dwindled even further.

Under such circumstances, a pill that could improve cultivation speed by even ten to twenty percent naturally became their priority again.

The Tianhe Sect once more sought out Elder Qingmu, hoping to purchase the pill’s recipe at its original price.

But Elder Qingmu refused once again.

Not only did he refuse, but he also raised the price tenfold.

It was clear he still held a grudge and wanted to humiliate the Tianhe Sect.

And so, the matter was left unresolved.

During this time, the Tianhe Sect sought intermediaries to mediate, even enlisting Prince Jing.

But Elder Qingmu never relented.

Until today.

Bai Tianyuan understood perfectly.

His master adored him.

But there was no way he would allow him to exchange the Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill’s recipe for the Scorching Earth Sword Manual.

This was a matter of his master’s pride!

At Elder Qingmu’s level, he no longer cared about wealth or status—only face.

What could be more satisfying than repeatedly refusing a great sect?

Future generations would only remember that Elder Qingmu single-handedly defied an entire sect and never gave the Tianhe Sect any leeway. They would admire and praise him!

Bai Tianyuan shook his head. “Anything but the Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill’s recipe! Pick something else.”

Zhou Mingyi shook his head as well. “Apologies, my Tianhe Sect does not lack wealth. We only want the recipe for the Heavy Water Cold Extreme Pill.”

Bai Tianyuan wanted to argue further, but Zhou Mingyi had already assumed a stance to see him out.

Gritting his teeth, Bai Tianyuan stormed toward the door and growled, “Just you wait! I will enter the alchemy competition, take first place, and claim the Scorching Earth Sword Manual myself!”

Zhou Mingyi remained silent.

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