Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 277 - 277 277 Boss you are really

277: Chapter 277: Boss, you are really 277: Chapter 277: Boss, you are really “Master Yan.”

Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu both stood up, clasping their fists and bowing at Long Yan, their addresses changed.

“Yan’er, finally, you are out of seclusion.”

Long Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief; he couldn’t bear it if it went on like this.

“Uncle!”

Long Yan nodded at Long Xinghe, and then turned his gaze to Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu, saying straightforwardly, “The two of you came for the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills, right?”

There is no such thing as a free lunch; even if he used his knees to think, Long Yan knew their purpose.

“This…”

Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu were both taken aback, not expecting Long Yan to be so direct.

Wu Kuangyun said, “Master Yan, we are indeed here for the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill.

I wonder if Master Yan still has any Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills in his hands?”

The tone was gentle, without any pretensions.

Nowadays, Long Yan is the only Pill Venerate in the Shenwu Continent.

The Honorable-grade elixirs he refines are all of the highest quality, so they can’t afford to be haughty.

Moreover, only Long Yan has the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills, which are essential to their survival.

“Master Yan, the auction set the price of the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill at 100 million medium-grade spirit stones, and we can offer the same price or even higher.”

Leng Qianqiu said.

Although it was a sky-high price, they had no choice but to pay for the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill.

“To be honest, I still have two Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills in my hands,” Long Yan said.

“That’s great!”

Upon hearing this, Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu both breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as there are still Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills, that’s good news.

Their biggest concern was that Long Yan might not have any left.

Two Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills, one for each of them.

“Master Yan, name your price.”

Wu Kuangyun said.

“Wait!”

Long Yan said, “I haven’t finished speaking.

I don’t intend to sell these two Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pills.”

Hearing this, Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu’s faces changed instantly.

“Master Yan, this Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill is crucial to us.

You can name your price, or we can exchange it for other things.”

Wu Kuangyun almost pleaded.

“Master Yan, for you, refining the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill is not difficult.

As long as you name the price, we can accept it.”

Leng Qianqiu quickly added.

They knew that Zhuge Qianzhong had obtained a Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill from Long Yan, and if they couldn’t obtain one, they would be suppressed once Zhuge Qianzhong broke through to Martial Venerable.

“I’ve said it, I’m not selling the Supreme Nascent Soul Pill; even if you offer me a Daoist Tool, I won’t exchange it.”

Long Yan’s tone was very firm.

“This…”

Hearing this, Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu’s faces darkened, and they looked rather uncomfortable, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Just then, Long Yan took out a jade vial from his Storage Ring and said to Wu Kuangyun, “Palace Master Wu, you are my big brother’s master.

This Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill is prepared for my big brother.

I’m giving it to you now as my big brother’s token of appreciation.”

“This…”

Wu Kuangyun’s face changed again.

He didn’t want Long Chen to accompany him, fearing that it would put Long Chen in an awkward position.

Long Yan’s decision was quite unexpected.

After some thought, Wu Kuangyun accepted the jade vial from Long Yan and said, “In any case, my Martial God Palace owes you a favor.”

How could he not understand Long Yan’s intention?

Long Yan didn’t want to have any relationship with the Martial God Palace.

He only decided to give Wu Kuangyun a Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill for the sake of Long Chen.

At this moment, the expression of Leng Qianqiu, who was standing next to him, kept changing.

If Long Yan gave Wu Kuangyun a Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill but didn’t give him one, it would leave him in an awkward position.

“Leng Family Master, this Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill is prepared for Yue Xi.

Please give it to her on my behalf.”

Long Yan took out another jade vial and placed it before Leng Qianqiu.

Leng Youlan was his woman, and Leng Qianqiu was his father-in-law in name.

Moreover, even if it were for Leng Yuexi’s sake, he would offer the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill.

“Master Yan, my Leng Family owes you a favor!”

Leng Qianqiu put away the jade vial, his tone somewhat heavy.

A while later, Wu Kuangyun and Leng Qianqiu both left the courtyard at the same time.

Although they had obtained the Supreme-grade Nascent Soul Pill, there wasn’t much joy on their faces.

…

The next day, at dawn, Lanling City was once again bustling with excitement.

After the auction of the Lanling Grand Meeting had concluded, the next event on the agenda was the Lanling Martial Arts Conference.

Today was the day the Lanling Martial Arts Conference began.

The Lanling Martial Arts Conference signified that the Divine Emperor List, which was updated every ten years, would give birth to ten more super-geniuses.

This was the most pinnacle competition among the young generation in the Shenwu Continent.

To ascend the Divine Emperor List was the greatest honor.

The venue for the Lanling Martial Arts Conference was the Arena, located in the center of Lanling City.

The Arena was more than ten times larger than the Auction House.

Apart from the Five Great Powers and participating martial artists, anyone else who wanted to enter the Arena had to pay a high price to purchase spectator seats.

Just like the auction, the prices for different areas and seats varied.

Even with the high ticket prices, the arena was still filled with many people, and the number of attendees was still rising rapidly.

“Big Brother Yan, have your injuries fully healed?”

In the courtyard, Lingxi, Zhan Wushuang, Fat Cat, Bai Ling, Long Xinghe, and Ba Wuliang were all waiting for Long Yan.

As Long Yan came out of his room, Lingxi quickly stepped forward and asked.

“I have fully recovered.”

Long Yan smiled faintly and asked Lingxi and Zhan Wushuang, “Are you both ready?”

“I am ready.”

Lingxi waved her fist, full of confidence in the Lanling Martial Arts Conference.

Zhan Wushuang also nodded.

“Boss, Tiger Lord will help you sweep through everything and win the title of Martial Meeting Leader!”

If it weren’t for the rules prohibiting the Demon Race from participating in the martial meeting, Fat Cat would have wanted to join in the fun too.

“Of course!”

Long Yan laughed, as he was also aiming for the title of Martial Meeting Leader.

Since participating in the martial conference, it would be a shame not to claim the title.

“Junior Brother, let’s get going!”

At this moment, Zhuge Qianzhong walked in from outside, followed by Moyuan and several Elders, with Ye Han Smoke by their side.

“Alright!”

Then, Long Yan and the others followed Zhuge Qianzhong and headed towards the arena.

With a team of thousands, the procession marched through the streets, and passers-by automatically cleared a path for them.

Many people’s gazes fell on Long Yan, especially some young maidens, who put on their best appearances and kept sending flirtatious glances towards Long Yan, trying to attract his attention.

However, when they noticed Lingxi holding Long Yan’s hand, their gazes suddenly dimmed.

Compared to Lingxi, they were nothing more than ordinary young girls.

“Junior Palace Master, you’re getting more and more popular.”

Moyuan had been watching everything and teased Long Yan.

“Sigh, I can’t help it.

I’m so handsome that I attract attention everywhere I go!”

Long Yan pretended to look helpless as he said this.

Pfft!

Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Vain-glorious!”

Zhuge Qianzhong glanced at Long Yan in disdain.

“Boss, you’re really #!”

Fat Cat gave Long Yan a thumbs-up.

“Little Tiger, don’t talk nonsense.

Big Brother Yan has charm.”

Lingxi glared at Fat Cat and argued on Long Yan’s behalf.

“Charm, does he even have that?”

Fat Cat muttered a retort under his breath.

In his opinion, Long Yan had nothing to do with charm at all.

He was just #!