Chapter 1611: Returning Good for Evil

After exerting tremendous effort, Song Qiyang finally managed to refine the Mingxin Immortal Cloud Pill.

He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed inwardly, "Damn, that was exhausting!"

Regardless of grade, the difficulty of refining the Mingxin Immortal Cloud Pill was no less than that of some lower-tier fourth-order divine pills.

But just then, a mocking voice reached his ears.

"Watching you refine a third-order divine pill is like watching someone constipated. I'm starting to doubt whether you're really a four-star divine pill master. They say you were once the top three-star divine pill master in the Pill Tower, but from what I see, you're just average!" Gu Han's taunt was particularly grating.

Clearly, he had finished refining long ago and was watching Song Qiyang with an amused expression.

Song Qiyang's face turned livid with rage. "Kid, don't be too arrogant! Show everyone your pill before you act so cocky!"

Gu Han shrugged. "Fine, show it. Think I'm afraid of you? I finished a while ago and watched you for a bit. I'm confident I can beat a rookie like you."

With that, Gu Han opened his furnace.

When everyone saw Gu Han's pill, despair crept onto their faces.

"How is this possible! That kid actually managed to refine a high-grade Mingxin Immortal Cloud Pill!"

"The gap is too big! Given how Song Qiyang was refining, at best he'd get a mid- or low-grade pill."

"Alas, is there no one in our Tianying Imperial City who can put this kid in his place?"

...

These people sighed one after another; they had been thoroughly provoked by Gu Han these past few days.

But none of them thought of Ye Yuan, because Ye Yuan was no longer considered part of the younger generation.

Ye Yuan was an elder of the Pill Tower, a figure of extremely high status. How could he get involved in a contest at this level?

Yet, without counting Ye Yuan, there really was no one who could match Gu Han's talent.

He had already made Tianying Imperial City lose face completely.

Song Qiyang's expression was extremely grim. He knew his own situation well; he estimated his pill was most likely low-grade.

He had barely managed to refine this pill.

"What, afraid to open it? Or do you already know you've lost? No matter, according to our agreement, the loser bows three times to the winner and says three times 'I'm a rookie, I bow to Lord Gu Han,' and it's over." Gu Han said mockingly.

Song Qiyang's face flushed red, and he stood there at a loss.

In a corner tower, the Grand Elder of Jiangyong Imperial City looked regretful but smiled. "Brother Ruoxu, it seems your Tianying Imperial City really has no successors. I heard this is your most prized disciple, and this is all he's got?"

Ruoxu's face darkened like the bottom of a pot. "Ling Zikun, you just got lucky with a good disciple. What are you so smug about?"

Ling Zikun smiled. "Brother Ruoxu, don't be angry. It's just a friendly spar between juniors. Why get so worked up? Look at Brother Xuanyu when his female disciple lost that day—he was much calmer than you."

Ruoxu snorted coldly. "Ling Zikun, did you come to Tianying Imperial City to throw your weight around or on serious business? If there's nothing important, please leave!"

Ling Zikun laughed. "Look at what you're saying. Of course I came on important business. But it's not urgent yet, so I lingered here a while. And incidentally... let the youngsters spar a bit, get to know each other."

"Hmph!" Ruoxu snorted coldly and said no more.

In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, Ye Yuan quietly asked Ning Tianping beside him, "Did everyone else do that?"

Ning Tianping nodded. "What else? That kid is too arrogant, but no one could put him in his place, so he's been allowed to act like this."

So that meant Ning Siyu had also bowed to Gu Han.

Ye Yuan wasn't particularly angry; such petty squabbles were like children fighting to him now.

His vision and state of mind were far beyond what a little brat like Gu Han could understand.

But Ning Siyu was also considered his half-disciple, and seeing her defeated by a little brat still made him feel disgraced.

"What? Senior Brother Song is the most valued disciple of Grand Elder Ruoxu. You're not going to renege on the bet, are you?" Gu Han said with a half-smile.

Song Qiyang's face turned the color of pig liver. Having a four-star divine alchemist bow to a three-star divine alchemist and call him 'sir' was more unpleasant than eating a fly.

But with so many people watching, if he tried to back out now, he would lose face not only for himself but for the entire Tianying Imperial City.

"Damn it, what kind of world is this? Why are there so many freaks?"

Song Qiyang cursed inwardly, steeled himself, and was about to bow when someone grabbed him by the collar from behind.

Turning around, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The onlookers, seeing the young man who had suddenly appeared, became extremely excited, almost shouting out loud.

Ye Yuan made a shushing gesture, signaling everyone to be quiet.

They immediately understood and fell silent in an instant.

But the eager expressions on their faces could not be concealed.

Gu Han looked at the crowd's reaction, a suspicious look on his face.

Who is this? Why is everyone making that face?

As if this guy's arrival could turn the tide.

The opponent was clearly only at the Great Perfection of Guixu stage.

In terms of cultivation, he wasn't even as high as Gu Han!

A rookie like this wants to beat me?

Dream on!

Hadn't he seen that even this four-star divine alchemist had lost to him?

"Ye..."

Song Qiyang was about to speak when Ye Yuan interrupted him, saying calmly, "Alright, leave this to me. Go stand aside and watch."

Hearing Ye Yuan say this, Song Qiyang felt as if he had been granted amnesty, letting out a long sigh of relief.

He had never dreamed that Ye Yuan would step forward at a time like this.

After all, his past with Ye Yuan had been quite unpleasant!

If it were him, he would probably have watched Ye Yuan embarrass himself on stage first before going up to send this detestable brat packing.

Thinking this, Song Qiyang couldn't help but feel a bit moved.

He realized that compared to Ye Yuan, he was nothing but a despicable villain!

The other had repaid evil with good, casually letting him leave at this moment, which had salvaged his face to the greatest extent.

For the first time, Song Qiyang regretted opposing Ye Yuan.

"Stop! Senior Brother Song, are you going back on your word? If you do this, where will Grand Elder Ruoxu's face be?" Gu Han said sternly, not taking Ye Yuan seriously at all.

Song Qiyang's figure froze, and indeed he did not move.

Ye Yuan waved his hand, signaling him to go down, and said calmly to Gu Han, "He's not going back on his word. I'll take over his bet with you."

Gu Han looked Ye Yuan up and down, sneered, and said, "You'll take it? A mere three-star divine alchemist, what makes you think you can take over for a four-star divine alchemist? Your face isn't that big!"