Invincible Martial God System

Chapter 71: Choose One of Two?

Leng Yun's alchemy furnace can only refine grade 3 pills, so Leng Yun is now equivalent to a grade 3 alchemist.

For ordinary alchemists, alchemy is an extremely energy-consuming task, so a certain level of cultivation is required to support it.

Leng Yun, on the other hand, can improve the grade of pills he refines simply by upgrading his alchemy furnace.

Spending 100 million experience points to upgrade the alchemy furnace is indeed a worthwhile investment for Leng Yun if he is looking to make a profit.

Because a fourth-grade alchemist can generate twice as much income and profit as a third-grade alchemist.

However, what Leng Yun needed most upon entering the country was to improve his strength, not to make money, so he did not decide to use such a huge amount of experience points to upgrade the alchemy furnace.

"Young Master Yun, something terrible has happened!"

A member of the Leng family shouted loudly outside Lengyun Gate.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yun opened the door.

“A fourth-grade alchemist has come to our Leng family. He seems to be Liu Liu’s master from before.”

Leng Yun nodded: "A master who produces such a useless disciple can't be that great either, so don't panic."

Afterwards, Leng Yun followed the servants to the reception hall.

The black-clad alchemist stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the hall, exuding a chilling aura.

Standing next to him was Ye Buluo, the city lord of the Ye family.

It was only then that Leng Yun realized that Ye Buluo was behind all of this.

"I didn't know you, Alchemist, had the honor of your presence. What brings you here?" Leng Yun asked.

"Hmph, no need to feign ignorance. You tricked my disciple out of the Seven Star Sword, and I'm here to get it back," said the black-clad alchemist.

Leng Qing stepped forward: "That was your apprentice's loss to our Young Master Yun. A bet is a bet."

The black-clad alchemist stared coldly at Leng Qing without saying a word, the four green rings on his chest gleaming.

Leng Qing suddenly felt a chill run down her spine; this alchemist's mere aura exuded a sense of oppression.

"So, I've come here to have another match with Lord Leng. If you lose, return the Heart-Driving Cauldron and the Seven-Star Sword to me." The black-clad alchemist turned to Leng Yun.

Leng Yun shrugged: "What are we comparing?"

"Naturally, it's a competition of alchemy," said the black-clad alchemist.

"You're shameless! We don't have any alchemists here, how can we compete with you in alchemy? Do you have the ability to fight against Young Master Yun?" Leng Qing said unhappily.

"Exactly! Why should you get such a huge advantage!"

The Leng family members present were indignant, believing that the alchemist was bullying them.

"Enough with the nonsense. If you're too afraid to compete, hand over what I want now, and the Leng family will avoid me from now on," the black-clad alchemist sneered.

The Leng family members were furious, but there was nothing they could do. There wasn't a single fourth-grade alchemist in the entire Flame City, and even in the Northern Territory's Alchemist Guild, they were extremely rare.

So what do the Leng family have to compete with the other side in refining medicine?

The reputation and dignity of the Leng family seemed to be on the verge of being destroyed, so everyone looked to Leng Yun.

Leng Yun, on the contrary, seemed unperturbed. After a long while, he leisurely said, "If you lose, what do you have to offer?"

The black-clad alchemist flipped his hand, and a pale green pill appeared in his palm. The pill was surrounded by a faint glow, as if it were full of spiritual energy.

"I heard that the Leng family is searching everywhere for the divine pill."

Leng Yun frowned: "It really is a fifth-grade pill. It seems to have a life of its own, full of spirituality."

As the pills appeared in the hall, a fragrant aroma filled the entire room, instantly invigorating anyone who smelled it.

Grade 5 pills are considered very high-level and are not commonly seen.

Just as everyone was amazed by the pill, something else appeared in the black-clad alchemist's other hand.

It looked like a bird egg, about the size of a palm, and was entirely silvery-white, appearing very pure. Silver wisps of air surrounded the egg.

Everyone's eyes widened once again as they stared at the magical bird egg.

Even Ye Buluo, who was standing next to him, looked at the egg with some surprise: "Master Alchemist, this—this is at least an 8th-grade magical beast egg!"

The black-clad alchemist's lips curled into a smug smile: "An 8th-grade magical beast? You underestimate me."

"Could it be a Rank 9 Beast King?" Ye Buluo asked in surprise.

The black-clad alchemist shook his head and said, "This egg belongs to the Silver Moon Crane!"

Silver Moon Crane!

The ancient divine beast, the Silver Moon Crane, has transcended the realm of magical beasts; it is a far more powerful divine beast with boundless might.

As an alchemist, he is indeed extraordinary, to be able to obtain such a thing. It is something that can only be encountered by chance.

Ye Buluo dared to say that there was only one of these in the entire Yunyang Kingdom.

The value of this one egg could buy the entire North.

"If you win, you can choose one of the two things," the black-clad alchemist said to Leng Yun.

Leng Yun didn't say anything, but just sat quietly in the host's seat. He knew very well what the other party's intention was; they were just showing off to the Leng family.

The Rejuvenation Pill is not as valuable as the Heart-Driving Cauldron, but the Silver Moon Crane Egg is worth ten Heart-Driving Cauldrons.

In order to save people, Leng Yun will inevitably choose the Rejuvenation Pill. So the purpose of this "either/or" choice is simply to put Leng Yun in a dilemma.

Seeing that Leng Yun remained silent, the black-clad alchemist was smug, believing that Leng Yun had fallen into his trap and must be struggling internally.

"Hehe, but you don't need to decide now, because you definitely can't beat me."

Leng Yun chuckled inwardly: It's true what they say, like master, like disciple.

Although this black-clad alchemist appears gloomy, he is actually just as brainless and stupid as Liu Liu.

“Alright, three days from now, at Flame Square, we’ll have a medicine-refining competition,” Leng Yun said.

"Hahaha, good! Leng Yun, you've really brought this humiliation upon yourself this time!" Ye Buluo laughed.

"See you in three days then."

After the black-clad alchemist finished speaking, he and Ye Buluo left.

Leng Qing looked at Leng Yun with concern: "Young Master Yun, have you been blinded by that thing? How could we possibly defeat an alchemist?"

"Yes, Young Master Yun, you should think this through."

"Young Master Yun, how about I go and hire an alchemist right now with a high salary?"

Leng Yun waved his hand dismissively: "Just trust me, everyone."

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That evening, Leng Qing went into Leng Yun's room; she was still troubled by what had happened that day.

"Young Master Yun, if you win, which option will you choose?" Leng Qing asked.

Leng Yun gave a kind smile: "What, our Miss Qing'er is actually struggling with this matter? But it makes sense. On one hand, there's a life-saving elixir, and on the other hand, there's a unique treasure. It's indeed a difficult choice."

“But Young Master Yun doesn’t seem to be struggling with this,” Leng Qing said. “You already have an answer?”

"Me?" Leng Yun didn't continue, but just smiled faintly.