Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 336 - 336 335 Courting Lin Xuan

336: Chapter 335: Courting Lin Xuan 336: Chapter 335: Courting Lin Xuan Dan King Hall, Alchemy Room.

Three days had passed since the new elixir exhibition, and during these days, the alchemy room had been a hive of ceaseless activity.

There were too many people who had pre-ordered elixirs, with some martial artists even booking theirs for the next year.

Moreover, some powerful factions had signed long-term contracts with Dan King Hall, continuously purchasing medicines.

Everyone was exceptionally busy; some hadn’t slept in three days.

Lin Xuan, however, was quite at ease—he had handed over the alchemy tasks to Old Man Di Que.

Furthermore, he had divided the alchemy process into many different procedures.

Without Old Man Di Que spilling the secrets, those people wouldn’t grasp the core content.

Nonetheless, Lin Xuan wasn’t idle; he was preparing for the second stage of the Pill King competition.

This second stage was a contest for the younger generation, limited to competitors under the age of thirty.

The others were manageable, but the young Third Grade Alchemist from the Medicine Emperor Institute had Lin Xuan somewhat worried.

Being able to serve as an elder in the Engraving Alliance, a Third Grade Alchemist should not be underestimated.

Furthermore, the results of the second stage were determined by the quality of the elixir pills, and a single Third Grade Elixir could easily outshine all Second-grade Elixirs.

Additionally, the adversary had the Spiritual Grade Treasure, the Red Cloud Spirit Furnace, at their disposal.

Dan King Hall did have several young members, but the best among them were only Second-grade Alchemists.

While impressive elsewhere, they were still somewhat lacking compared to the Medicine Emperor Institute.

Lin Xuan tried to break through to the rank of Third Grade Rune Master; having lingered at the Peak of Second Grade for quite some time, it was the moment to advance.

However, ascending to Third Grade Rune Master wasn’t an easy feat—it required not only strength but also opportunity.

So, Lin Xuan continued cultivating with a focused mind.

Wind Moon City, Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Wu Shaoyu, drunk, was embracing two beauties and drinking heavily.

He had been in a foul mood these past few days, forced to kneel before Lin Xuan and then used as a guinea pig on stage to verify the efficacy of elixir pills.

As the son of the revered Third Hall Master, he had never suffered such indignities.

And yet, he could not exact revenge upon Lin Xuan, the benefactor of Dan King Hall.

What infuriated him most was that after the incident, his offer to participate in the alchemy process had been rejected!

“Little beast, after the Pill King competition, I’ll make sure you pay!” Wu Shaoyu’s eyes burned with killing intent.

He decided that, as soon as the competition ended, he would secretly have Lin Xuan killed.

“Who’s upset Young Master Wu this much?” A soft, smooth voice sounded.

“Who?” Wu Shaoyu spun around abruptly.

Clatter!

His wine cup fell to the ground; he was completely stunned.

Not far behind him stood a woman clad in light, gauzy clothes, her curvaceous figure faintly discernible, quickening the pulse of any onlooker.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world.

“Heh, so beautiful, so beautiful!” Wu Shaoyu was smitten.

He pushed the beauties from his embrace and rushed toward the gorgeous woman, reaching out to embrace her.

The peerless beauty giggled foolishly as she slipped away like a fish.

“How naughty!” she pouted coquettishly.

Wu Shaoyu felt a heat in his lower belly, as if an infernal fire was burning through him.

“Little beauty, come, let brother cherish you properly!” Wu Shaoyu said with a lecherous grin.

The peerless beauty’s red lips slightly parted, as if with boundless magical power, altering the entire space around them.

“What’s the recipe for the Qi Boosting Pill?” a beguiling voice asked.

Wu Shaoyu, as if intoxicated, answered in a daze: “I don’t know.”

“The recipe for the Hundred Herbs Pill?”

“I don’t know?”

“Who knows?

Can you get it for me?” the peerless beauty whispered softly.

Wu Shaoyu became visibly excited: “They’re all in the hands of that little beast!”

“And that lame old man, the two of them hoarding the recipes, even my father doesn’t know!”

Thump!

Wu Shaoyu collapsed to the ground, falling unconscious.

“What a loser.” The peerless beauty pursed her lips as she looked to the side, “You heard, nothing at all.”

Beside her, the air rippled and an imposing man stepped out—it was actually Song Yunxing.

He glanced at Wu Shaoyu on the ground, a slight frown on his brow, “Unbelievable that even Wu Xiong couldn’t get his hands on the elixir recipe.

It seems it must have been someone invited by Old Man Di Que.”

“Please, Fairy Zhao, take action to help me acquire the elixir recipe,” Song Yunxing said, “I will definitely deliver the elixir pills that Fairy needs afterward.”

“Who is the target this time?” the breathtakingly beautiful woman lazily asked.

“A youth, I don’t know the specifics, only that his surname is Lin,” Song Yunxing said gravely, “If we can control him, then all the elixir recipes will be ours.”

“Lin?” The peerless beauty seemed slightly startled, as if she had recalled something.

“Why not just invite him out, Dean Song?

Maybe we don’t need to make a move to subdue him.” The peerless beauty smiled; somehow, she was very curious about that youth.

“That works,” Song Yunxing nodded.

At Dan King Hall, Lin Xuan was sipping tea in the pavilion, silently contemplating the knowledge of elixir pills taught by the Lord of Wine.

Suddenly, an arrow flew by, piercing the void and nailing itself into the column behind him.

The black tail of the arrow vibrated non-stop, with a note attached to it—clearly the person who made the move was very sharp and decisive.

Lin Xuan gestured with his palm and unfolded the note, revealing a smile on his lips.

“Has the Medicine Emperor Institute finally run out of patience?”

His figure flickered, and he vanished from the pavilion.

In the deserted streets near Dan King Hall, Lin Xuan’s footsteps echoed all around.

“It’s him!” Hiding in the shadows, the peerless beauty was surprised, her beautiful eyes darting around.

“May I know what Dean Song is looking for me for?” Lin Xuan said, looking at the figure in front of him.

“Mr.

Lin, I’ll get straight to the point,” Song Yunxing said solemnly, “I will double all the benefits that Dan King Hall offered to Mr.

Lin.”

“Just as long as Mr.

Lin cooperates with the Medicine Emperor Institute!”

“Heh, no need.”

Lin Xuan chuckled, “I am a man of principle.

Since I have agreed to cooperate with Dan King Hall, I won’t consider others.”

“Dean Song, I’m afraid you will be disappointed!”

With that, Lin Xuan turned and walked away.

“You will regret not cooperating with us!” Song Yunxing snapped, “In the second round, we have a Third Grade Alchemist.

Dan King Hall can’t possibly win!”

“Let’s just wait and see!” Lin Xuan’s voice was indifferent.

“Damn it!” Seeing that Lin Xuan didn’t stop at all, Song Yunxing went crazy inside.

He had already offered very generous conditions, which would have been quickly accepted by anyone else, but Lin Xuan was not moved at all.

“This man, cannot be spared!” A killing intent stirred in Song Yunxing.

Since he couldn’t make use of Lin Xuan, he certainly couldn’t let his enemies have him either.

In an instant, Song Yunxing felt the urge to strike.

But in the end, he refrained.

For one thing, this place was too close to Dan King Hall, an abrupt attack could draw Old Man Di Que’s attention.

And there were also a pair of jade hands that stopped him.

“Dean Song, let me try with this person,” the mysterious beauty smiled.

“Then I’m indebted to Fairy Zhao,” Song Yunxing sighed, his figure gradually fading away.

…

The moon was bright and the stars sparse; all things were serene.

Other than the alchemy room, Dan King Hall was very silent.

Lin Xuan lay on the bed, hands pillowing his head, gazing at the night sky outside his window.

Suddenly, a slight vibration in the air appeared within his room, as if a gentle breeze had passed through.

Lin Xuan’s pupils contracted slightly; just as he was about to take action, he felt a cool body slide into his blanket and coil around him like a poison snake.

That body was cool and smooth, as if capable of igniting the evil fire within him.

Next to his ear, there were also faint panting sounds.