Painting of the Nine Immortals
chapter-670

The Sun had just rose, shedding down light gold light that engulfed the entire Shang Qing Sect.

A white silhouette shot through the air like a shooting star. He left behind a white trail in the air and disappeared from the world.

He looked around the age of 17 to 18. Though his visage was ordinary, his temperament was anything but ordinary. There was something god-like about him.

It was Ling Xian

His expression was extremely calm and there was not a single trace of arrogance about him. Because he didn't think that winning the title was something too amazing.

Though he never spent too much time perfecting his craftsmanship, the inheritance from the Immortal of Craft was unparalleled. On top of that, he had a very powerful Qi that helped him increase his craftsmanship realm to the fifth one three months ago.

Or else he wouldn't have made the Qi Testing Disc of the fifth realm in front of everyone.

Therefore, winning this title was expected.

"I better hurry up. Or else the competition of alchemy will end."

Ling Xian mumbled and dashed towards the Hall of Alchemy in full speed.

Though the competition stated that you can participate no matter how late you were, if you got there after it ended, then there really was no chance for you. Therefore, after he won the title from the Path of Crafts, he hurriedly went on his way to where the alchemy competition was being held.

Though he had been cultivating for the past decade and didn't at all practice alchemy, he had spent much of his time in the past three months studying the Encyclopedia of Alchemy.

That inheritance was all of Liang Cang Qiong's learnings in his entire life. The magnificence of it didn't require much explanation. After he broke through as well, he became stronger and was now an alchemist of the Fifth Realm.

Also, don't forget. His competitor was someone who once lost to him.

Therefore, Ling Xian was giving his all and rushing towards the Hall of Alchemy before the competition ended.

By the time he arrived at the Hall of Alchemy, a long time had passed since the beginning of the competition. In other words, it was almost ending.

Similar to where the competition for the Path of Crafts was held, the place where the competition for the Path of Alchemy was held was also very simple and worn down.

There was a field, and on it was a giant transparent invisible barrier. In midair, a few grand looking silhouettes were suspending in midair. All around them were audiences who were watching the show.

Inside the protective barrier were a handful of people. Before each and every one of them stood a cauldron. Their expressions were heavy as they focused on the Dans inside their cauldron.

Amongst the group was men and women. All of whom had the temperament that was rather extraordinary. Without a doubt, however, the most eye-catching person was the strongest descendant of the Hong Clan – Hong Zhuang Luo.

She was wearing all red and her complexion was near perfect. A beauty charming enough to bring all the men of the nation to their knees, she looked utterly irresistible. Known as the true pride of the tribe, countless men think of her as their goddess.

However, there was forever a dark cloud cast over Hong Zhuang Luo's heart.

That cloud originated from Ling Xian.

She would never forget the moment the perfect Dan was brewed and how he descended down like a real God.

To her, that scene was impacting, it was traumatic, and it was humiliating.

In order to forget that shameful moment and to one day defeat Ling Xian to get over this whole ordeal, this pride of her Clan left her family and traveled far to seek out opportunities for herself.

She really did end up finding an opportunity. It was also because of this, was she lucky enough to enter the Shang Qing Sect.

Right now, Hong Zhuang Luo was completely focused as she fixated on the Dan inside the cauldron.

Waves of aromatic scents flowed out of the cauldron and filled up the entire protective barrier. Everyone around it felt refreshed from the scent and their faces had looks of awe.

From this scent alone, one could conclude that Hong Zhuang Luo's Dan was one of the fifth realms. The rank of it would not be any less than seven!

Without a doubt, everyone else here was very far away from reaching this realm. The highest level of realm amongst this group was of the sixth realm. None of their Dans could also reach the high rank of seven.

Therefore, when everyone concluded that Hong Zhuang Luo's Dan was of the fifth realm and the seventh rank, all of their expressions turned complex.

There was shock, helplessness, bitterness, and of course, acceptance.

They had anticipated this. Hong Zhuang Luo's realm was very high and the Dans she brew would not be ordinary. Therefore, they never revealed too many shocking expressions.

After Hong Zhuang Luo was done with the cauldron, a dragon-eye sized medicinal Dan immediately dashed out. It was dense with aroma and light.

Everyone's gazes became bewildered. It wasn't because of all the light from the Dan, it was because of the carvings on it.

Eight carvings!

A full eight carvings!

Plus, on that Dan, there was already hints of a ninth carve. Though it was only half, it was enough to prove how capable Hong Zhuang Luo was.

A medicinal Dan near the ninth realm was not something anyone could produce.

Therefore, after moments of silence, everyone at the scene began to shout in shock.

"A Dan of the eighth rank! And it is merely a step away from becoming the ninth rank. We have truly underestimated Miss Hong!"

"That's right. It is no wonder she is the strongest descendant of her Clan. Her alchemy skills are out of the world."

"That's right. Such profound abilities… we can only look up and admire but we cannot surpass."

Everyone was gasping in shock and exclaimed over Hong Zhuang Luo's powerfulness.

Even the elders watching on the outside had looks of admiration. They exclaimed over the strongest descendant of the Hong Clan.

"You have flattered me." Hong Luo Zhuang faintly smiled, and her beautiful face had traces of excitement.

She didn't really care about the winning title and didn't care about the 50,000 contribution points. However, the awarded days at the Cliff of Enlightenment was something she desired.

Now that the winning seat was considered hers, naturally she felt very happy.

"Haha, you are being too humble. You have been the expected winner of the Shang Qing Sect for a long time. Even we competitors admire you so much."

"That's right. You acquiring the winning title is very deserving and we are all happy about it."

"Nicely said haha. Fairy Hong, your alchemy skills surpass all of ours. In the entire Hall of Alchemy, you are considered top one or two."

Everyone chimed in. Their words were full of congratulations and flattery.

They had long predicted that Hong Luo Zhuang would win the competition. Therefore, they never even tried to go for first place since the beginning. This woman had the background, had the face, and the moment she entered the Sect, she became the goddess of every man.

Therefore, of course, everyone was complimenting her endlessly. They all wanted to leave a good impression on their goddess' heart.

Just as everyone complimented Hong Zhuang Luo and the atmosphere was harmonious as ever, a burst of loud laughter from afar erupted that made everyone frowns.

"The winning title has yet to be confirmed. Isn't it too early to be congratulating her?"