The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 235 - 235 235 Regarding

Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Regarding Chapter 235: Chapter 235: Regarding Jing Yan’s gaze tensed as it fell upon the High Alchemist.

If this person was really Cang Yu’s master, Gao Zhao Hai, then who knew if he had heard of him!

However, Jing Yan guessed that Cang Yu, having lost face in Donglin City, would probably be too embarrassed to mention this to his master.

Moreover, since Liu Wen, the Vice President of the Alchemist Association, had also been there, Cang Yu must have been quite fearful of Liu Wen; otherwise, he wouldn’t have compensated Jing Yan with 200,000 Spirit Stones to keep the peace.

The High Alchemist stroked his beard and squinted his eyes.

“If we use the Divine Netherworld Pill, there might be a fifty percent chance.

However, if it fails, the lady could die on the spot!” said the High Alchemist, pondering.

Fifty percent chance?

Hearing this, Jing Yan found it even more laughable.

Jing Yan had just learned from Mu Yunfei that her mother was in critical condition, which meant the Mist Vortex was extremely unstable and could be dangerous at any moment.

Under such circumstances, the High Alchemist still claimed there was a fifty percent chance with the Divine Netherworld Pill?

Ridiculous!

Not to mention how terrible the situation was now, even when the Mist Vortex was relatively stable, using the Divine Netherworld Pill to expand the Mist Vortex and then stabilize the Primordial Energy was, at best, a mere ten percent hopeful.

What exactly did this High Alchemist mean?

If Jing Yan did not know that this alchemist was a member of the Alchemist Association and Chief Mu Liantian seemed familiar with him, Jing Yan would think this guy was nothing but a mediocrity deceiving and swindling people.

Sitting next to the High Alchemist, another alchemist slightly furrowed his brow.

However, he did not speak.

“Pill Master, what do you think?” Mu Liantian turned to the alchemist next to the High Alchemist.

“The High Alchemist understands the Divine Netherworld Pill much more deeply than I do, so he has more authority to speak.

However, if we use the Divine Netherworld Pill, Chief Mu, you should be prepared,” the Pill Master replied after Mu Liantian’s inquiry.

His words were somewhat tactful, and the alchemist could sense that using the Divine Netherworld Pill was indeed very risky.

“It seems, this is the only way,” said Mu Liantian, his face showing little emotion as he nodded slightly, somewhat helplessly.

“Chief Mu, most of the ingredients for the Divine Netherworld Pill can be found within Lanqu County City.

However, there’s one called Snake Soul Grass, a type of Spirit Grass which is quite rare and might be difficult to obtain!” the High Alchemist continued.

“Is there any way to get this Snake Soul Grass?” Mu Liantian paused slightly, looking at the High Alchemist with an urgent tone.

“There’s no need for Chief Mu to worry.

I do know an alchemist who might have the Snake Soul Grass.

However, this alchemist likes to keep to himself, has a peculiar temperament, and is not even registered with the Alchemist Association.

Even if I ask for his help, it may come at a great cost,” said the High Alchemist, speaking calmly to Mu Liantian.

“If it can save my wife, no price is too high,” said Mu Liantian with a solemn expression.

For more than a decade, Mu Liantian had constantly sought to solve his wife’s Mist Vortex issue, paying unimaginable prices.

Yet over these years, his wife’s Mist Vortex issue remained unresolved, with even the best alchemists from the Alchemist Association only able to stabilize the Mist Vortex temporarily.

Now, the situation was more severe, and the previous methods were no longer sufficient to stabilize the Mist Vortex.

Thus, even though the High Alchemist mentioned only a fifty percent chance of success with the Divine Netherworld Pill, Mu Liantian was ready to risk it.

If he tried, there was at least a fifty percent chance of success, but if he did not, his wife’s life was at imminent risk.

“Chief Mu, may I say something?” Jing Yan furrowed his brows and finally couldn’t hold back.

If they really followed the High Alchemist’s suggestion and used the Divine Netherworld Pill, then Mu Yunfei’s mother might indeed die.

Jing Yan vaguely felt that this High Alchemist might have some personal interest in this matter.

He was aware of the Snake Soul Grass mentioned.

Indeed, the Snake Soul Grass was quite rare, but it was not as difficult to obtain as the High Alchemist had mentioned, requiring a significant price.

With some effort and time, the Snake Soul Grass could still be found.

Moreover, the Divine Soul Grass, another type of Spirit Grass, was rarely used, only necessary in a few specific elixirs, the most significant being the Divine Netherworld Pill.

However, Martial Artists who use the Divine Netherworld Pill are few because anyone with even a slight confidence in their Martial Arts would not rely on the Divine Netherworld Pill to expand their Mist Vortex Space.

Therefore, the consumption of Divine Soul Grass was not high, and its value was definitely not too great.

Thus, the most likely scenario now was that the High Alchemist wanted to take advantage of Mu Liantian’s urgent situation to gain substantial benefits from him.

Now it appeared that if Jing Yan hadn’t intervened, the High Alchemist might indeed have succeeded.

“What are you trying to say?” Mu Liantian, his gaze shifting back to Jing Yan.

Both the High Alchemist and **** Master turned their attention toward him as well.

The High Alchemist frowned slightly, his displeasure clear in his eyes and unmasked.

“Chief Mu, what I want to say is that if the madam really uses the Divine Netherworld Pill for treatment, the chances of her surviving definitely won’t reach fifty percent,” Jing Yan said gravely.

“Although I haven’t yet seen the madam, if it’s really about the Mist Vortex nearing collapse, then I’m certain that if the madam uses the Divine Netherworld Pill, the chances of survival could be at most ten percent.”

“What did you say?” Mu Liantian’s gaze narrowed slightly.

“What nonsense is this brat spouting?

Chief Mu, hurry up and kick this kid out!” the High Alchemist said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with sharpness.

“Chief Mu, I’m speaking the truth, and if you don’t believe it, there’s nothing I can do.

However, I still want to persuade you that I’m not very clear about this High Alchemist’s level in the Alchemy Dao.

But him saying that using the Divine Netherworld Pill would give the madam a fifty percent chance of survival is absolutely problematic,” Jing Yan mentioned, glancing at the High Alchemist.

“Do you also know about the Divine Netherworld Pill?” Mu Liantian did not appear angry but squinted, observing Jing Yan.

“I indeed know about the Divine Netherworld Pill.

It is a fourth-level elixir and quite an unconventional one.

Its purpose is to help Martial Artists expand the Mist Vortex Space to further enhance their strength.

This elixir is extremely domineering, and while it expands the Mist Vortex Space, it also causes damage to the Mist Vortex that is difficult to heal,” Jing Yan said with a smile.

“Hmm?” The High Alchemist’s gaze sharpened again.

He didn’t expect this younger generation to actually know about the Divine Netherworld Pill.

Earlier, he hadn’t detailed the information about the Divine Netherworld Pill, yet this young man could roughly describe it.

Could it be that this child really understands elixirs?

But looking at his age, barely in his late teens, how could he possibly know so much about elixirs?

To say this child is a Pill Master, the High Alchemist would definitely not believe it.

A teenager being a Pill Master was simply a joke, hardly likely to occur.

At least in Lanqu County City’s region, he had never heard of the emergence of a teenage Pill Master.

Mu Liantian also noticed the change in the High Alchemist’s expression; he instantly understood that it seemed this young person called Jing Yan was quite accurate about the Divine Netherworld Pill.

Otherwise, the High Alchemist would’ve pointed out Jing Yan’s errors on the spot.

Mu Yunfei looked at Jing Yan with slightly shining eyes.

Although Jing Yan was brought back by her, she didn’t know him previously and had no understanding of him.

The reason she brought Jing Yan back was merely clinging to a thread of hope.

And now it seemed that Jing Yan wasn’t merely talking nonsense; he indeed had some knowledge about elixirs.

The Divine Netherworld Pill was indeed a rather unconventional elixir.

Generally, Martial Artists would rarely hear of such an elixir.

At Jing Yan’s age, if he weren’t knowledgeable about the Alchemy Dao, he couldn’t possibly discuss the effects of the Divine Netherworld Pill.

“Father, let Jing Yan have a look at mother!” Mu Yunfei said, with hope igniting in her heart.

“Jing Yan, you say the Divine Netherworld Pill isn’t a good choice.

Do you really have a better method to stabilize the Mist Vortex?” Mu Liantian asked, looking at Jing Yan.

“Chief Mu, I haven’t even seen the madam yet, how could I be certain?

I indeed don’t have a hundred percent certainty.

However, I can say that using the Divine Netherworld Pill is absolutely not advisable,” Jing Yan said, frowning.

“Chief Mu, do you really believe this boy?” the High Alchemist asked, his voice somewhat chilly.

“High Alchemist, don’t misunderstand.

I naturally have great trust in your abilities and those of **** Master.

However, the more people, the more strength.

Letting this young friend Jing Yan have a look can’t be a bad thing,” Mu Liantian said, glancing at the High Alchemist with a smile.

“This is a waste of time.

How could this boy have a better solution?

That’s a problem with the Mist Vortex, not something that a few medicines can affect,” the High Alchemist said, very displeased.

The words of Mu Liantian seemed to be giving these two alchemists face, but how could he not hear that Mu Liantian really harbored some hope for this young man named Jing Yan각 This was downright an insult to him.

If it weren’t for the face of Mu Liantian, the Chief Manager of Prince Manor, he might have directly stormed off in anger!

“High Alchemist, I know that you are an alchemist from the Alchemist Association and of noble status.

But please, respect yourself and stop targeting me,” Jing Yan said with a slightly firm tone.

“Targeting you?”

“Hahaha…”

“Kid, you think too highly of yourself, don’t you?

I, a fourth-level Pill Master with the title of Little Pill King, would target you, a mere milk-smelling child?

That’s ludicrous!” the High Alchemist glared at Jing Yan.

“If the High Alchemist isn’t targeting me, then why tarnish my character repeatedly?

How much do you know about me?

How can you be sure I don’t have a solution?

Perhaps the High Alchemist is being a bit narrow-minded?” Jing Yan said with a smile.

The High Alchemist’s breath faltered slightly, his eyes flashing fiercely.

He couldn’t believe it — a mere child was squeezing him into a tight spot!