Watching Zhao Yuan walk towards the dan furnace, then looking at Zhao Hao, Yan Zhao Ge stroked his chin: "If I weren't here today, Zhao Yuan and Zhao Sheng brothers would definitely be slapped in the face."
And then hit the left cheek after hitting the right cheek.
"Later on, who knows, maybe because of all sorts of strange reasons, he'll become Zhao Hao's stepping stone step by step."
Yanzhao Song pouted: "The art of alchemy requires both innate talent and accumulation, even I, can't make someone achieve it overnight."
"I'm even less likely to take it upon myself to personally go on stage and engage in a fierce battle with Zhao Hao."
"If we did that, whether we win or lose, it would only make Zhao Hao look better."
"But did you think I'd have no way out?"
Under the guidance of Yan Zhao's song, Zhao Yuan did not take his own alchemy furnace, nor did he go to Zhao Hua's alchemy furnace, but instead came directly in front of Mr. Wang Lao.
"King Lao, can you give me the wound-healing pill for my sixteenth brother?"
Wang Lao Sheng slightly furrowed his brow, looking displeased: "Does the Crown Prince not trust me, thinking that I'm biased towards the 16th prince?"
Zhao Yuan smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, don't misunderstand, Wang Lao. I just simply wanted to see the elixir that my sixteenth brother refined."
Wang Lao handed the Therapeutic Elixir to Zhao Yuan after glancing at Yan Zhao Ge and Zhao Shi Lie.
"He sighed and said: 'Not to mention the short time it takes, the good medicine effect, just look at the bottom of his crucible, there is not a single residue, all the medicinal materials are perfectly utilized, without any waste.'"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart sank.
Zhao Hao has perfected all three aspects, and even if Zhao Yuan makes a super-level explosion, he can at most be evenly matched, unless his elixir's healing effect is better than Zhao Hao's.
But isn't that the Wound Healing Pellet?
Zhao Yuan's expression remained unchanged, his hand pinching the healing pill to weigh it carefully, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Huan: "Sixteenth brother's alchemy skills are indeed superb."
Zhao Hao said faintly: "What does big brother want to say?"
Zhao Yuan said calmly: "Sixteenth brother's alchemy skills are superb, and can even make the furnace smoke and gas produce strange phenomena. Big brother also wants to express his admiration."
"However, the Great Way of Alchemy is profound and vast, with various methods as numerous as the misty sea..."
Zhao Hao directly interrupted him: "The methods of alchemy are indeed numerous, but what you know, I also know; what you don't know, I also know."
"There's no need to say more about this, let's get straight to the point."
He was interrupted by him, but Zhao Yuan didn't get annoyed and continued to say slowly: "Sixteen brother is so angry, since that's the case, big brother will make a fool of himself today."
"I inadvertently learned a little of the strange art of alchemy, and I'll try it out today."
"As for you, Sixteen Brother, you don't need to be stronger than me, just being able to do what I can do is enough, and today Big Brother will admit defeat."
"What is your intention, Sixteen Brother?"
Zhao Hao heard this and looked at Zhao Yuan with a slightly sarcastic gaze, then looked at Yan Zhao Ge.
"Qigong? Haha, I spent half my life collecting the remnants of the Eight Extremes' great world after its destruction, or the dharma gates left behind by the alchemists after their downfall."
"Except for a few sacred places' unique alchemy formulas and techniques, there's nothing related to alchemy that I don't know."
"Your broad mountain's alchemy skills indeed have a few unique aspects, but none of them are something that Zhao Yuan's foundation can grasp."
"Other obscure techniques acquired through chance encounters? Ha! Those are just leftovers from old man's playtime back in the day."
Zhao Hao smiled carelessly: "Even if it's a draw, I'll consider myself the loser!"
Zhao Yuan smiled and nodded, then suddenly took out a golden needle and stabbed it into the wound-healing pellet.
Everyone saw this and was stunned, unable to understand what Zhao Yuan was doing.
Only Zhao Hao and Old Man Wang had an astonishing sparkle in their eyes.
Then Zhao Yuanyun's needle flew like a bird, and he continuously pricked the wound-healing pellet nine times. A faint mist actually emerged from the needle hole in the wound-healing pellet.
Everyone was stunned, they naturally knew that the fog was coming out because of Zhao Yuan's actions, but Dan medicine wasn't a balloon, how could there be gas coming out from inside?
After doing all this, Zhao Yuan handed the elixir back to Mr. Wang: "Please re-taste it, Mr. Wang."
Mr. Wang took a deep breath and checked again, but instead fell into silence, as if he was recalling something with great care.
He handed over the elixir to Jin Wang Zhao Shilei beside him without saying a word, and after Zhao Shilei took a look, his eyebrows suddenly jumped up.
"When the remaining furnace fire and smoke in Danzhong disappear, the medicine's efficacy will reach a higher level, truly touching the extreme limit that the therapeutic dan theory can achieve?!"
"But how did you manage to do it?!"
Wang Laojun spat out a mouthful of turbid air, and his body actually trembled slightly. He looked at Zhao Yuan: "Forgive this old man's dim eyes, but the eldest prince's technique seems to be the Golden Needle Transferring Cinnabar method?"
Zhao Yuan smiled and nodded: "Wang Lao's eyes are good, it is indeed Jin Zhen Du Dan."
Mr. Wang's body no longer trembled, he looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, feeling extremely satisfied: "I never thought that in my lifetime, I would actually see the wonderful alchemy method before the great destruction, this life has not been lived in vain!"
Zhao Shilei, Zhao Sheng and others were all shocked: "Wang Lao......"
After calming down, Mr. Wang said: "The method of Jinzhen Du Dan can thoroughly eliminate the residual furnace fire smoke in the Dan medicine, thereby greatly improving the efficacy and quality of the finished Dan medicine."
"This was also one of the top alchemy schools before the Great Destruction, but it has been lost since the Great Destruction, and now only simple records are left, like a legend."
Zhao Yuan looked at Zhao Hao and said slowly: "I only know a little bit of skin and hair, let everyone see the joke."
Zhao Hao's eyes burst forth with an astonishing divine aura, but it wasn't directed at Zhao Yuan, instead he was staring intently at Yan Zhao Ge.
Yanzhao Ge looked at Zhao Hao with a seemingly calm smile, but actually very sinister: "Personality determines fate, I love dealing with young people like me who are also stupid."
Zhao Sheng's gaze also fell on Yan Zhao Ge, and he whispered to the guard beside him, who brought over a healing pill and a golden needle.
He observed Zhao Yuan's wound-healing pellet and then fumbled with his own, also nine needles down, but the wound-healing pellet in his hand didn't react at all.
"It's indeed a special skill, not just a coincidence!" Zhao Sheng sighed.
Zhao Yuan smiled at Zhao Sheng, took out a brand new wound-healing pill, and began to prepare it according to the prescription.
The fog rose again.
Zhao Shile's gaze also shifted back and forth between Yan Zhao Ge and Zhao Yuan, suddenly saying: "The healing pill is fine, but what about the dispersing cloud smoke?"
The attendant behind him hastily took out a packet of medicine powder and handed it over, but it was a powdery cloud that scattered.
Zhao Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the scene.
"It doesn't matter, just gather the aura with your own body and condense it into a pill. Then follow my instructions and administer nine needles." Yan Zhao Song's voice came through calmly, and upon hearing this, Zhao Yuan also relaxed.
He took a handful of smoke and cloud, grasped the air with one hand, and the medicine powder directly condensed into a pill.
Zhao Shile stared intently, although the medicinal powder was now in the shape of a dan pill, it was actually still a powder and completely different from the therapeutic dan medicine.
But all he saw was Zhao Yuanjiao's needle going in, and then a misty air gushed out from it.
The mist suddenly split into two parts, one black and one white. The black dissipated in the air, while the white returned to the Dan pill that had condensed from the scattered clouds.
After verifying the efficacy of the medicine, Mr. Wang couldn't help but praise it repeatedly, while Zhao Shile was left speechless and turned to look at Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao's eyes finally lost their arrogant and overbearing color, becoming solemn and serious instead.
Without saying another word, Zhao Hao also took out a packet of scattered cloud smoke, condensed it into a dan pill, and asked Zhao Yuan for the golden needle.
He hesitated and didn't make a move, instead he furrowed his brow and thought carefully for a long time.
After a long time, Zhao Hao finally made his move.
The first shot, nothing happened...
The second shot, nothing happened...
The third shot...
The fourth shot...
Fifth...
Bang!
The smoke and cloud condensed into a dan pill, suddenly exploded and scattered, turning into a vast expanse of smoke and dust.

