Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

Kneel? Ye Wuxi's lips curled into a cold smile. Unfortunately, in her heart, Zhang Haonan's head was not worth as much as a few thousand spirit stones.

"Alright, I agree! See you in three days!"

"Elder Yang, you heard it yourself, Ye Wuxi agreed, but I heard he's become Master Chi Huo's disciple. What if he loses and then tries to renege on his promise because of his powerful backer..."

Zhang Haonan quickly confirmed with Yang Dong that Master Chi Huo's name was known to everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Ye Wuxi had become his disciple, and with such a powerful figure as his backer, who knew if he would renege on his promise?

Furthermore, if he weren't wary of Master Chi Huo's strength, he would have directly challenged him to a life-or-death battle instead of betting spirit stones and kowtowing.

Yang Dong looked at Ye Wuxi. This Master Chihuo was not someone that a mere outer sect elder like him could afford to offend. He could guarantee that Zhang Haonan wouldn't cheat, but Ye Wuxi was a different story.

Ye Wuxi smiled faintly and said, "You can rest assured, my master won't interfere in anything unrelated to alchemy..."

Yang Dong nodded. "Alright, everything's agreed upon, let's call it a day. See you at the Life and Death Arena in three days!"

Ye Wuxi cupped her hands in greeting to him, ignored the gazes of those around her, and walked away without looking back.

Back in her room, Ye Wuxi immediately circulated her internal energy to regulate her breathing. As for the betting match three days later, there was nothing to prepare. Someone wanted to send spirit stones to her door, which she was more than happy to accept.

In the afternoon, after adjusting himself to his peak condition, Ye Wuxi went straight out the door and went up to the Medicine Peak.

As soon as Ye Wuxi stepped into the main hall, a strong aura of flames rushed towards her. Ye Wuxi raised her eyebrows slightly. Could it be that the old man was refining pills?

They arrived at the top floor of the palace, where the doors to the spacious secret chamber remained open.

Ye Wuxi stood outside the door, holding her breath, and looked inside. The red-haired old man was standing in front of a huge medicine cauldron, with blue flames dancing between his palms. He then casually threw medicinal herbs into it.

But those different medicinal herbs seemed to be very obedient in his hands, unlike when she refined pills, which required a lot of mental effort to carefully control them...

With a few casual waves of the red-haired old man, several perfectly shaped pills soon floated above the medicine cauldron, emitting a strong medicinal fragrance.

"Girl, come in."

"Master!" Ye Wuxi approached and respectfully called out.

The red-haired old man put away the few pills on top of him, then looked at her and raised an eyebrow, saying, "I thought you weren't coming today, little girl..."

This girl is more perceptive than that brat Huo Yun; she wouldn't deliberately say anything annoying while he was refining medicine.

"Hehe, how could that be..."

"In terms of causing trouble, you're not much different from that brat. I heard you're challenging that number one guy to a duel?"

"Master has heard about it. It's nothing, Master doesn't need to worry about it..."

The old man with the red flames snorted coldly, "I don't care about your nonsense, but I heard that you agreed to kowtow to someone after you lose? Let me make this clear first, if you kowtow to a little ant, don't call me master anymore. You can't afford to lose face, and don't expect me to stand up for you..."

Ye Wuxi nodded quickly, "This disciple understands, and will absolutely not let Master down..."

"That's good. Did you gain any insights while watching your master refine the medicine?" the old man with the Crimson Flame asked calmly.

Ye Wuxi answered honestly, "The real fire is indeed stronger than the illusory fire formed from true qi, and Master's method of throwing medicinal herbs is completely haphazard. It requires extremely precise control over the herbs, and it will take me a long time to achieve that..."

The old man with the crimson flames suddenly changed the subject, asking, "Do you know the ranks of alchemists?"

"Alchemists are also divided into Yellow, Earth, Profound, Heaven, and King levels... Each level is further divided into upper, middle, and lower grades..."

"You're right, but actually each level also has a 'top-tier' title."

Ye Wuxi was somewhat puzzled, "But when I read the general knowledge section, it didn't make this distinction..."

"That's right, because there are very few alchemists who can reach the highest level, even I can't. It was mentioned when I received the inheritance..."

"Master, what is considered the best?"

"A top-tier alchemist refers to the quality and quantity of medicines they refine. Generally speaking, regardless of the alchemist's level, a single set of medicinal herbs can only produce one corresponding pill. However, a top-tier alchemist can extract two or even more pills from a single set of herbs, and the pills of the same grade will have better medicinal effects..."

Ye Wuxi asked, somewhat puzzled, "If even Master can't do it, what's the use of telling me?"

"The reason why this so-called top-tier quality is so difficult to achieve is because it requires extremely high innate talent in soul power, which cannot be achieved through hard work alone..."

Ye Wuxi chuckled twice, "Master doesn't mean for me to pursue this exceptional person, does he?"

She only wanted to acquire the skill of alchemy; she didn't intend to pursue the pinnacle of this profession...

The old man with the crimson flames rolled his eyes. "If you have the means, why don't you pursue it? Although I can't do it myself, my inheritance does mention this aspect. You might be able to..."

"Master, how could I possibly have that much time to research..." Ye Wuxi scratched his head.

Regardless of whether she liked it or not, the old man with the red fire rolled his eyes and directly reached out and tapped her forehead.

Then a massive amount of information appeared in Ye Wuxi's mind. Ye Wuxi silently digested it for a while. This old man was the typical type who was incompetent himself but wholeheartedly hoped that his disciple would stand out from the crowd...

Seeing that she had opened her eyes, the old man smiled and said, "Alright, let's continue refining the Spirit Gathering Pills today..."

Then, with a wave of his hand, a flurry of low-grade spiritual herbs appeared on a small table.

While Ye Wuxi was learning alchemy on Medicine Peak, the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect was in an uproar.

The news of the match between the newcomer king Ye Wuxi and the veteran outer sect leader Zhang Haonan has spread, and all the outer sect disciples are looking forward to it.

Under the witness of Elder Yang Dong of the outer sect, a betting game was set up by two of the outer sect's most outstanding disciples, Su Lingyi, ranked second, and Huang Ruxin, ranked third. Any interested disciples could place bets with mid-grade spirit stones.

Although Ye Wuxi demonstrated impressive combat strength in the Battle Tower, he ultimately failed to pass the seventh floor, so most disciples still favored Zhang Haonan to win.

In just one day, Ye Wuxi's odds had reached 1 to 6, while Zhang Haonan's odds were 4 to 1.

Ye Wuxi was completely unaware of all this, as he was focused on refining pills.

Inside the secret chamber of Medicine Peak, the old man lazily reclined on a wooden chair, while Ye Wuxi stood before the Returning Origin Cauldron, his eyes slightly closed, sweat beading on his forehead. Inside the cauldron, two pills were gradually forming…

Seeing this, the old man's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "This girl is indeed exceptionally talented; she really did it?"

About fifteen minutes later, Ye Wuxi opened her eyes. Her face was pale, and two perfectly round pills floated up.