Chapter 1502: Drawn by Reputation

Even with Blood Eagle's composure, he nearly jumped up.

He was simply ecstatic—one battle had earned him two or three years' worth of profit!

This money was practically blown in by the wind.

Although the Blood Combat Arena was the most profitable branch of the Blood Hell Hall, raking in money daily like a golden stream.

Yet never in history had it made money like today!

After deducting the payout for betting on Ye Yuansheng, the Blood Combat Arena had raked in a hundred billion low-grade demon spirit stones in a single day!

"Hahaha... The Hall Master truly has foresight; this money was too easy to earn! I never expected it, never! Who could have imagined before today that a mid-rank demon commander could defeat the Blood Combat King Cassin?" Blood Eagle said excitedly.

Today, the Blood Combat Arena had made a killing, and as its master, he felt his backbone stiffen.

Youming was clearly not as excited as Blood Eagle, saying calmly, "Yes, the Hall Master has foresight! This boy is no ordinary fish in a pond; his talent and tactics are too terrifying!"

One man's joy is another man's sorrow!

Compared to Blood Eagle's excitement, outside there was nothing but wails.

"It's over! Completely over! I must have had a brain cramp, why did I stake my entire fortune? Now I've lost everything!"

"My demon spirit stones! Wuwu... I've risked life and death for thousands of years to save these few hundred thousand demon spirit stones, and now... overnight, I'm back to square one!"

"Damn Cassin, he made me lose so badly! Ahhh, I'm going crazy!"

"Hahaha... I made a killing! A huge profit! I bet fifty thousand divine spirit stones, and it multiplied fifteen times! Fifteen times! Hahaha..."

...

That man was immersed in excitement, unaware that many eyes were already fixed on him.

Most of those who hung around the Blood Combat Arena were low-level martial artists.

Now that they had lost everything, they were desperate.

This guy who bet on Ye Yuansheng made money but didn't know to keep a low profile; he wouldn't even know how he died later.

However, there were always exceptions.

Fan Lin was now holding Li Ji, wishing he could swallow her whole.

Never had he felt this daughter was so agreeable.

Ye Yuan was the Fan family's special guest elder, so Fan Lin naturally couldn't bet on Cassin like others.

Although he had no confidence in Ye Yuan at all.

With the idea of cheering Ye Yuan on, Fan Lin bet a million demon spirit stones on Ye Yuan.

He never expected that in a blink, Ye Yuan would transfer him fifteen million demon spirit stones!

Even for a large family like the Fan family, fifteen million demon spirit stones was no small sum.

More importantly, it brought them glory!

The name Yuan Ye would resound through Kapun Royal City tonight, and the Fan family would naturally bask in the reflected glory.

"My good daughter, you really have an eye for talent! You must keep this treasure in the Fan family no matter what! Hahaha..." Fan Lin laughed heartily.

Since just now, many nobles of Kapun Royal City had come to congratulate him.

As the head of the Fan family, he suddenly felt honored.

However, Li Ji was clearly not as optimistic as Fan Lin.

She always felt that Ye Yuan was distant with her, and his response to her active pursuit was perfunctory.

"Alas, I'll just take it one step at a time," Li Ji thought to herself.

...

While the entire royal city was buzzing about how formidable Ye Yuan was, Ye Yuan himself was not particularly aware of it.

Along the way, Ye Yuan had defeated too many prodigies, whether in alchemy or martial arts.

He had long been able to take such victories in stride.

After returning to the Fan family and recovering from his injuries, Ye Yuan did not rush to cultivate but instead spent his days immersed in the Magic Medicine Hall.

His prestige was now at its peak, and everyone in the Magic Medicine Hall, including the hall master, treated him with the respect due a teacher.

Ye Yuan did not want to waste such good resources.

While serving as a tutor at the Magic Medicine Hall, he also used its resources to gain insights into the Dao of Alchemy.

Ye Yuan's research on second-grade divine pills had not yet reached perfection; he still needed extensive practice to achieve mastery.

With abundant resources and high regard for him, the Magic Medicine Hall was naturally the best place for Ye Yuan to study the Dao of Alchemy.

Thus, Ye Yuan became the resident alchemist of the Magic Medicine Hall, always ready to help.

He accepted all requests for pills that came to the Magic Medicine Hall.

Of course, Ye Yuan's study of the Dao of Alchemy also had a very important task—developing a formula to repair the Divine Sea!

Ye Yuan had never forgotten the chubby Xie Jingyi.

No matter what, he had to restore Xie's Divine Sea and allow him to cultivate again!

However, Ye Yuan knew this was not something that could be achieved overnight.

The study of the Dao of Alchemy required accumulated practice and research over time; the higher the grade of the divine pill, the harder it was to comprehend, let alone develop new pills.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and the matter of Kasin being slain by Ye Yuan had long faded.

Now, the title of the number one alchemist in Kapen Royal City was rising within the city.

Every day, a long line of martial artists seeking pills formed in front of the Magic Medicine Hall.

The powerful demon generals of Kapen Royal City all took pride in obtaining a pill from Master Yuanye.

The pills Ye Yuan refined were sold at extremely high prices on the black market.

There was no helping it; the pills Ye Yuan refined were of high quality and strong efficacy, incomparable to those of others.

However, after half a year of training, Ye Yuan had corrected all the bad habits of Monchi and the others, greatly improving their alchemy skills.

The Five Elders were all extremely grateful to Ye Yuan.

One day, Monchi found Ye Yuan and said cautiously, "Master Yuanye, our colleagues from the Magic Medicine Halls of Longping Royal City, Heiyu Royal City, and Ziyou Royal City have heard of your exceptional alchemy skills and come to seek your teachings. I wonder what you think?"

Ye Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently, "Have you heard so much that you think my teachings are worthless and anyone can come to listen?"

Monchi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "This... you flatter me! Your teachings are pearls of wisdom that enlighten us; how could they be cheap?"

Ye Yuan said calmly, "The reason I stay here is that I owe the Blood Fiend Hall a favor, not because I have nothing better to do. As for the Blood Fiend Halls of other royal cities, I am not familiar with them, nor do I wish to be. Tell them to go back where they came from!"

Monchi looked embarrassed and had no choice but to withdraw.

After Monchi left, Ye Yuan sneered.

Did the Blood Fiend Hall really think of him as free labor?

Without spending a drop of blood, they wanted him to give lectures—they were thinking too beautifully.

Ye Yuan had no objection to those people coming to listen to his teachings.

But they had to repay with favors!

Over the past half year, although Ye Yuan had greatly improved his alchemy skills by using the Magic Medicine Hall as a platform,

what the Magic Medicine Hall had gained far exceeded what it had given.

Not to mention anything else, under his guidance, the Five Elders had good prospects of stepping into the realm of three-star alchemists in the future.

This alone was already more than worth it.