Starting as a Snake: Defying Heaven with Invincibility

Not long after, a middle-aged man hurried over. He was dressed in a luxurious purple-gold satin robe, exuding a powerful aura, walking with the grace of a dragon and the strength of a tiger. His strength had reached the peak of the Qi Condensing Realm, on par with Xue Wuqing. He was the president of the Qianlong Bank branch in Fire Cloud City, Wan Jianfeng.

Upon seeing the scene before him, Wan Jianfeng frowned and said, "Xiao Ya, didn't I tell you? I'm meeting Master Gu Yun this afternoon. Don't disturb me unless it's important."

As for Huang Mao, he was completely ignored.

"President, this gentleman wishes to consign some items." Su Ya pointed to Huang Mao, who was sitting on the ground.

"Him?" Wan Jianfeng glanced at Huang Mao twice and couldn't help but shake his head. A person hiding his face, not even reaching the Qi Condensing Realm, wasn't worth his attention.

"This gentleman might be an alchemist," Su Ya quickly whispered in Wan Jianfeng's ear when she saw his impatience.

"Oh?" Wan Jianfeng's interest was piqued.

If he was a first-grade alchemist, it might be worth trying to win him over. After all, there were only a dozen first-grade alchemists in the entire Fire Cloud City, and only six were affiliated with Qianlong Bank, far fewer than Qi Condensing Realm warriors.

If they could recruit one more, it would only benefit the bank.

"My friend, I apologize for any disrespect earlier. May I ask what you wish to consign?" Wan Jianfeng cupped his fists toward Huang Mao.

"Let's find a place where we can talk first," Huang Mao said, eyes still closed, not even bothering to look at him.

Seeing Huang Mao's attitude, Wan Jianfeng was slightly annoyed. How dare a mere first-grade alchemist put on airs with him? He was, after all, the president of a Qianlong Bank branch, a status and strength that a first-grade alchemist couldn't compare to.

However, having been president for so many years, he had the patience for this. Besides, alchemists were known for their eccentric temperaments, and it wouldn't hurt to appease him a little.

"My friend, please follow me!" Wan Jianfeng smiled, cupping his fists and making a "please" gesture.

Only then did Huang Mao slowly stand up, lift his head, and walk forward unhurriedly.

As they walked, Wan Jianfeng tried to engage Huang Mao in conversation, subtly probing for information.

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Xiao Long had long seen through such tricks, and under his guidance, Huang Mao answered flawlessly, often just responding with a "hmm" and saying nothing more.

After chatting for a while, Wan Jianfeng found the man impenetrable and had to change the topic, boasting about the strength of Qianlong Bank.

Huang Mao noted these things in his mind but remained unmoved on the surface, even giving Wan Jianfeng a disdainful look and saying calmly, "I'm here to consign items, not to listen to your nonsense."

Hearing this, Wan Jianfeng's mouth twitched. If this person was indeed an alchemist, that was one thing; if not, he wouldn't be polite.

Wan Jianfeng led Huang Mao to a spacious room, with walls made of purple gold and a carpet made from the fur of a demon beast, soft and comfortable to step on. It was the most upscale room in Qianlong Bank.

Su Ya brought a cup of fragrant green tea, which invigorated the senses.

Huang Mao, tempted, was about to grab it for a sip when Xiao Long sternly stopped him, forcing him to retract his hand.

"My friend, please show me the items you wish to consign," Wan Jianfeng said with a smile, secretly thinking that if this person took out a pile of junk, he would make him pay.

Huang Mao lazily brushed his storage ring, and a dark blue pill appeared in his hand, emitting a greenish glow. As soon as the pill appeared, there was a faint ripple of spiritual Qi in the air.

Seeing the pill, Su Ya's eyes widened, and Wan Jianfeng gasped.

"A Qi Condensing Pill!"

A Qi Condensing Pill could give a Qi Condensing Realm warrior a certain chance to break through a level. Such a pill would cause a frenzy anywhere, and it was priceless in the Tianfeng Kingdom!

Many Qi Condensing Realm warriors spent years or even decades to break through a level, and a single pill could help them do so. It's easy to imagine how crazed they would become for it.

Any finished Qi Condensing Pill was at least a top-grade second-grade pill, which meant this person might be a second-grade alchemist!

If that were the case, then all the previous actions could be forgiven. Only a second-grade alchemist had the right to act so arrogantly in front of him.

In the entire Fire Cloud City, there was only one second-grade alchemist, Master Gu Yun, and as far as he knew, even Master Gu Yun couldn't refine a Qi Condensing Pill! He lacked both the recipe and the ability!

Thinking that this person might be a top-notch second-grade alchemist, Wan Jianfeng immediately showed respect, losing all previous contempt. The status of a second-grade alchemist was already on par with his.

Huang Mao casually tossed the Qi Condensing Pill over, startling Wan Jianfeng, who quickly jumped to catch it carefully, cradling it in his hands to examine.

"The color, aroma, and appearance... all are of the highest quality. I've never seen such a perfect Qi Condensing Pill. This is... a third-grade pill!"

Wan Jianfeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

A third-grade pill!!!

If a second-grade pill could drive Qi Condensing Realm warriors crazy, then a third-grade pill would make Innate Experts envious.

A second-grade Qi Condensing Pill only gave Qi Condensing Realm warriors a chance to break through, but a third-grade Qi Condensing Pill guaranteed a breakthrough, with the possibility of advancing two levels. Even if he took it himself, there was a slight chance of breaking through to the Prenatal Realm.

"My... my lord, this..." Wan Jianfeng was so excited he was at a loss for words.

A third-grade alchemist!

There were fewer than three in the entire Tianfeng Kingdom! The Tianfeng Pill King in the capital, the top alchemist in the Tianfeng Kingdom, was a third-grade alchemist, a favorite of the emperor.@@novelbin@@

The sect master of the Fire Cloud Sect, Liao Huoyun, had personally gone to the capital after his soul was injured, spending a fortune to request the Tianfeng Pill King to refine a soul-repairing pill, only to be refused. He had to pay a huge price to have the emperor intercede on his behalf to obtain one pill.

It was clear how esteemed third-grade alchemists were!

And now, standing before him, was a third-grade alchemist?

Su Ya was even more shocked, standing there like a wooden chicken. Had she just faced a third-grade alchemist?

Seeing their expressions, Xiao Long was a bit surprised. Wasn't it just a third-grade pill? Was there really a need for such a reaction? It seemed that third-grade alchemists were treated like national treasures in the Tianfeng Kingdom. He had overestimated the alchemy level of the Tianfeng Kingdom.

Had he known, he would have just casually refined a batch of second-grade pills to avoid attracting attention.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should also take out the Chongxu Pill and Explosive Yuan Pill, as their value was no less than the Qi Condensing Pill.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to have Huang Mao take them out. Since things were going to get big, he might as well go all out.

"One Qi Condensing Pill, plus an Explosive Yuan Pill and a Chongxu Pill, three pills in total. Make sure to auction them off within three days," Huang Mao said, taking out the remaining two round pills and tossing them over.