Inverse Sword Mad God
Chapter 339 - 339 338 The Battlefield of the Young

339: Chapter 338: The Battlefield of the Young 339: Chapter 338: The Battlefield of the Young In the following days, everyone at the Medicine Emperor Institute stayed behind closed doors.

The Elixir Medicine market was completely monopolized by the Dan King Hall, not only in the field of Healing Pills, but also in the fields of Recovery Elixir and others—they were all controlled by the Dan King Hall.

Thus, in the first challenge of the Pill King Competition, Dan King Hall emerged victorious with an absolute advantage.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Everyone was excited again, as the assessment for the second challenge was about to begin.

This time, it would be a competition among the younger generation from various Elixir Medicine Forces.

The young disciples represented future potential, a fact that no one would underestimate.

Hence, the competing Elixir Medicine Forces placed great importance on the second challenge.

At the Dan King Hall.

Many Elixir Masters gathered together, in front of them stood several young disciples.

These were the disciples who were participating in the second challenge.

Among them were Lin Xuan and Wu Shaoyu.

Apart from Lin Xuan, there were also several Second-grade Inscription Alchemists, whose capabilities would be considered top-notch among the younger generation in Xia Country.

However, there were even more formidable presences here.

“It is said that someone from the Medicine Emperor Institute has broken through to become a Third Grade Alchemist and they also have the support of a Spiritual-grade Pill Furnace.

You must bring out all your strength!”

“Understood!”

The disciples responded, their expressions excited.

Then, Old Man Di Que looked towards Lin Xuan.

“Lin, my young friend, everyone in Heavenly Mountain Country likes using Pill Furnaces for alchemy to increase efficiency.”

“I have prepared one for you, do you need it?”

“Oh, no need,” Lin Xuan said smilingly, “I have already resolved these matters a few days ago, so I am all prepared.”

With that, Lin Xuan smiled and touched his Storage Ring.

He indeed had a Pill Furnace, and it was self-made, with engravings that were crafted under the guidance of Lord of Wine.

Lin Xuan believed that this Pill Furnace was definitely not inferior to the Red Cloud Spirit Furnace.

“Very well, let’s head to Wind Moon Square!”

The second challenge was still held at Wind Moon Square, a place that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, and was absolutely the best venue for the competition.

Today’s Wind Moon Square was somewhat different; it was filled with stone platforms, standing like columns across the square.

The area was surrounded by Martial Artists, waiting for the competition to start.

Lin Xuan and the others walked on the street, feeling an unusual aura in the air, as if the entire city was boiling with excitement.

The young disciples beside him had fiery eyes, clenching their fists tightly.

No wonder, the Pill King Competition was the top-tier competition regarding Elixir Medicine in Heavenly Mountain Country.

To excel in such a competition, having tens of thousands of people cheering for you, was thrilling just to think about.

In the past, many young people had become famous in Heavenly Mountain Country through a single battle on this arena.

Compared to those disciples, Lin Xuan was much more composed.

This wasn’t his first competition, and his goal wasn’t merely to become nationally famous.

Winning the White Dragon Ascending Pill was his ultimate goal.

Along the way, many people looked at them with envious gazes, and many young, beautiful girls on the roadside sent them fervent flirty glances.

This also indirectly indicated the popularity of Inscription Alchemists.

Through a special passage, Lin Xuan and the others entered Wind Moon Square.

Instantly, countless Martial Artists shouted, their voices thunderous.

In the first challenge, Dan King Hall’s performance had been dazzling, not only achieving first place but also dominantly suppressing the Medicine Emperor Institute, a strong competitor.

Feeling the sky-full of shouting, the young disciples excitedly waved their hands, and Wu Shaoyu was even more smug, tilting his chin proudly.

“Looking at you, you don’t seem like a young man!”

Nearby, Old Man Di Que smiled softly upon seeing the calm Lin Xuan.

“Don’t mock me, I’m only calm on the surface,” Lin Xuan modestly replied.

“Ah, people from the Medicine Emperor Institute have arrived!” He looked towards the distance.

Not just him, everyone turned their gaze towards the entrance.

Last month, the Medicine Emperor Institute had been utterly defeated and later there were even rumors of an exploding furnace incident.

These events had once become the butt of jokes among the crowd.

However, despite all this, when the representatives from the Medicine Emperor Institute appeared, everyone was still shocked.

A group wearing green pill robes, radiating a strong aura, entered Wind Moon Square like a green torrent.

Leading the group was Song Yunxing, with the Elder Hei Xin in a black robe next to him.

Following them were other elders and young disciples.

Among those young disciples, two were particularly conspicuous.

One was Dean Song’s daughter, Song Qianqian.

She was clad in a green-patterned robe, highlighting her exquisite and elegant figure, her delicate face adorned with a confident smile.

She entered the square like a proud princess, surrounded by everyone like the stars around the moon.

The other was a short-haired young man, solidly built, with a resolute face cut like a knife and cold eyes full of aloofness.

This man stood apart from the crowd, but his powerful aura compelled attention.

Lin Xuan squinted his eyes upon seeing the short-haired young man.

With his strong soul power, he could sense the young man’s strength.

“Such strong soul power, is this the Medicine Emperor Institute’s Third Grade Alchemist?” Lin Xuan thought expectantly.

In the crowd, the short-haired young man seemed to feel Lin Xuan’s gaze, swiftly turning his head.

His eyes were sharp like a hawk’s, piercing through the void.

His gaze, electric, fixed on Lin Xuan.

“Ah, such keen perception!” Lin Xuan was surprised, further elevating his opinion of the short-haired young man.

Sensing Lin Xuan’s cultivation and soul power, the short-haired young man snorted coldly and looked away.

In his view, Lin Xuan was too weak to be considered a worthy opponent.

Not just for Lin Xuan, in the eyes of the short-haired youth, Duan Fei, none among the younger generation present was worthy to be his opponent.

With strong confidence, he slowly walked into the arena.

Following the entrance of the Medicine Emperor Institute, other Elixir Medicine Forces also subsequently entered.

Lin Xuan, after a quick survey, estimated that there were about five hundred young disciples participating.

“No wonder everyone is so excited; five hundred people refining pills together, indeed, the scene is quite spectacular,” Lin Xuan thought.

After the competing forces arrived, some more individuals entered the square.

These individuals were dressed in silver robes, with gold patterns embroidered on the chest, emitting a strong soul aura.

“The Engraving Alliance!” Lin Xuan was familiar with them.

Not just Lin Xuan, everyone knew about the Engraving Alliance.

Especially the Elixir Medicine Forces, all of them greeted the Engraving Alliance respectfully, including Dan King Hall.

After all, the Alliance was organizing this Pill King competition.

Lin Xuan didn’t pay attention to others; his gaze was fixed on an elder.

That elder looked very ordinary, resembling a regular old man, and if he were not wearing a silver robe, probably no one would notice him.

Yet, Lin Xuan was exceedingly astonished.

Because, on the elder’s chest, five gold patterns formed the shape of a pill furnace.

“A Fifth Grade Rune Engraver!” Lin Xuan was amazed, seeing a fifth-grade inscription master for the first time.

It was worth noting that even Old Man Di Que and Song Yunxing were only Fourth Grade Inscription Alchemists.

One could imagine the terror of a Fifth Grade Inscription Master!