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Chapter 418 The Stand-in is Crazy (8)

Bu Fan's helpless gaze lingered on the two of them, and finally ended with covering his face with a folding fan.

His acquaintance with Yin Sang was an accident. Later, he found out that Yin Sang was a good cook, so he often made bets with him.

Overall, they were evenly matched in wins and losses.

If he wins, he will make Yin Sang cook, and if it’s more serious, he will make him cook using the alchemy furnace.

He lost... Let's not talk about it.

Thinking of this, Bu Fan shook his head. He didn't expect that Yin Sang could be bribed by a bottle of elixir and actually developed a side business.

Chef... wow, he's really good at what he does.

only... ...

"Can I come and eat for free?"

He turned his head to look at Yin Sang, who was looking at the pill in his hand with a wooden face, with no intention of paying any attention to him.

Bu Fan turned his gaze to Mo Ci again, and Mo Ci nodded casually.

"can."

These words made Bu Fan smile, and he glared at Yin Sang.

Isn't there a way to do this, just ask him not to give himself the food?

Yin Sang put away the medicine bottle and finished the remaining food before suddenly looking at Mo Ci.

"what's your name?"

When he asked this, Mo Ci remembered that he had not introduced himself yet, and responded immediately.

"Moci."

"Yun Sang."

Yin Sang nodded and said his name.

There was a moment of silence in the air until Bu Fan's weak voice came over.

“Bu Fan——?”

The two looked over and saw Bu Fan with a smile on his face, "Introduce yourself, how can I be left out?"

Mo Ci/Yin Sang: ...

as long as you are happy.

After eating and drinking, Yin Sang did not leave, but very naturally occupied the last empty room in the yard.

Bu Fan almost rolled his eyes at his familiar appearance, but he did not stop him.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't asked yet, did you advance successfully?"

Bu Fan was too lazy to pay attention to Yin Sang. He supported his chin and asked Mo Ci who was in a training posture. Mo Ci nodded.

"Ah."

"What ranking?"

"Just passed the promotion threshold."

Mo Ci said it as if he didn't care, but Bu Fan's eyes widened.

He also thought that even if Mo Ci couldn't get first place among the independent cultivators, he would definitely be in the top three.

What did Mo Ci say in the end?

Just passed the promotion threshold?

Isn't that the one at the end?

Hiss! This shouldn't be the case...

Bu Fan looked left and right, then stood up and walked around Mo Ci.

Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Yin Sang, who had come over out of nowhere, interrupted him.

"You deliberately."

Seeing that his words were snatched away, Bu Fan glared at Yin Sang.

Yin Sang remained indifferent, so Bu Fan had no choice but to look at Mo Ci again.

Mo Ci blinked slowly, feeling somewhat helpless.

"All we need to do is give our all in the final match, right? Before that, just advancing is enough. Why bother with a single ranking?"

Yin Sang looked at Mo Ci with gloomy eyes, and then said something.

"you're right."

Bu Fan: "...What you said does make sense, but it's a little strange."

Well, who among those who come to participate in the Hundred Cultivators Conference doesn’t aim for the best ranking?

Especially the independent cultivators, even if they are eliminated in the later competitions.

As long as you get a good ranking in the first round of the competition, you will not lack the attention of other immortal sects.

Wait, Bu Fan looked at Mo Ci thoughtfully.

"So, you deliberately didn't fight for the top spot because you wanted to give others a chance, right? Mo Ci, I didn't expect you to be such a nice person."

His continuous praise and self-deprecation made Mo Ci feel a little puzzled.

What are you talking about?

Why does he look like he doesn't understand?

After hearing Bu Fan's analysis, Yin Sang thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"Bu Fan is right, you are a good person."

Mo Ci: ...

Is this considered a good guy card?

Forget it. Mo Ci was too lazy to think about what they were imagining, nor was he too lazy to explain. He just said a few words casually and went back to his room to practice.

Bu Fan told Yin Sang some details about his acquaintance with Mo Ci, and also expressed his suspicion that Mo Ci was actually a talented disciple hidden by a certain immortal sect.

He didn't forget to add, "What do you think?"

Yin Sang felt that Bu Fan's suspicion was almost right.

After all, the reason why independent cultivators are independent cultivators is that they get too few resources.

No matter how talented one is, he or she cannot grow well due to lack of resources.

Moreover, the geniuses had already been divided up by these immortal sects, so how could there be any possibility for one to become a freelance cultivator?

The most important thing is that the confidence, composure, and even the unrestrained attitude displayed by Mo Ci are truly not something that a casual cultivator can possess.

"Well, he certainly doesn't look like a casual cultivator, but I don't know which immortal sect he belongs to."

Bu Fan nodded, "Isn't that right? By the way, Yin Sang, what do you think of the elixir that Mo Ci made?"

Well... Yin Sang lowered his eyes.

"If the pills he refines are of the same grade as the ones he gave me today, then I am inferior to him."

"Yo yo yo, you're not as good as him? Yin Sang, there's a day for you to admit that you're not as good as others~"

Bu Fan smiled playfully, but Yin Sang didn't react at all. He was just thinking about asking Mo Ci for some advice.

As for Bu Fan...

This person talks a lot, but after all, he is a friend, so just bear with it, I'm used to it anyway.

The two chatted and laughed, while Mo Ci in the house was still practicing.

The next day, Yin Sang blocked him at the door and said he wanted to have a competition.

The competition is naturally about alchemy.

Oh, the alchemists who participated in the Hundred Cultivators Conference were not as good as others in other aspects.

Therefore, ten places were specially set up for them, and the winner would be determined by the competition between alchemists.

This can be considered a preferential treatment. After all, there are not many alchemists.

Even fewer can become high-level alchemists.

Looking at the stubborn Yin Sang, Mo Ci had no choice but to agree, and the two of them competed in alchemy in the yard.

Somehow, other people found out and soon a lot of people gathered around.

Because all the people living here are silver medal holders, Mo Ci's only wooden sign is quite eye-catching.

Among these silver medals, there are several alchemists who have competed with Yin Sang.

Seeing that Mo Ci, who held the wooden medal, was about to compete with Yin Sang, who held the silver medal, everyone felt that the winner had already been decided.

However, I still did not leave based on the principle of watching the fun.

When everyone saw the black, boiler-like alchemy furnace that Mo Ci took out, they felt that there was no comparison.

Yin Sang also frowned when he saw this scene.

He hesitated for a moment and walked to Mo Ci.

"I can lend you an alchemy furnace."

"Need not."

Mo Ci waved his hand. If he wasn't afraid that it would be too shocking, he wouldn't want to use the alchemy furnace.

To Mo Ci, the alchemy furnace is just a container, it doesn’t matter whether it exists or not.

Seeing his refusal, Yin Sang had no choice but to return to his seat and speak.

"Then refine a third-level Qi-replenishing pill. You know the formula, right?"

Qi-boosting pill...

Mo Ci knew how to refine it, but he didn't know if the things needed in this world would be different, so he shook his head.

This caused an uproar among the onlookers outside. How could he really make the elixir without even knowing the recipe?

Is Yin Sang confused?

Yin Sang didn't react much. He calmly took out the recipe and handed it to Mo Ci.

He also took out three sets of necessary materials and handed them to Mo Ci.

"Thank you."

Mo Ci thanked him and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. However, several alchemists who were watching outside couldn't help but walk in.

"Yin-san, how about we join in and see how good everyone is?"