Volume 1, Chapter 124: Alchemy, Long Time No See

"The Alchemy Gathering..." Ji Die stood where he was, watching the other party depart, lost in deep thought.

The next day, inside the bamboo building.
Ji Die questioned Yun Su, who had come for an inspection, about the news concerning the Alchemy Gathering.
"You want to participate in this gathering?" Yun Su looked at him with a playful glint in her eyes.
Ji Die coughed dryly. "Senior Sister, do you think I have a chance at the top ten?"
"No chance. The alchemy trial consists of two stages: identifying medicinal herbs and refining pills. Almost every disciple below the Golden Core stage in the Heavenly Dao Sect will participate. For a second-turn entry-level alchemist, the probability of being selected is very slim."
Hearing her speak so bluntly, Ji Die felt a bit awkward, yet he did not retreat. He asked, "I heard that the top ten in the alchemy trial can enter..."

"Greetings, Brother Xiao. I truly didn't expect you to come. Your presence here really brings great honor to my humble dwelling." Song Zhennan was all smiles, his expression one of fawning obsequiousness.
In truth, Zhang Xiao had long since made his plans. He had originally intended to block the entrance of the Earth Flame Gang to demand the person, but later decided it was too arrogant, especially since Tie Dan was not by his side.

Han Lai did not continue to look at that elegant man; she looked at the magnolia fan, and before she knew it, she had arrived before it.

Stir-fried mushrooms with meat is a divine accompaniment for rice. Ye Xiao ate several more buckets of rice with these dishes. This time, he had bought the rice and cooked it himself. This was no longer his first day in Golden Wing City; over the past few days, he had already eaten his way through the city, using his merciless iron tongue to sample all the local delicacies.
It was just that she could not remember when her birthday was. This was a serious problem, so she decided that Ye Xiao’s tomorrow—which was today—would be her birthday.
Ever since she became a god, her hearing had become exceptionally sharp, to the point where she could sometimes hear the inner thoughts of others. Wang Lingyun discovered for the first time that this was how her divine power was meant to be used.
Behind them, the Dark Night personnel observed the situation ahead and immediately went to report to their leader. Lu Qing, upon hearing the report from his subordinate, cast his gaze toward Liang Jingrui.

The wind blew gently, causing the curtains to flutter and dance silently, while falling leaves drifted with the breeze. The moonlight flowed like water, quietly spilling over this world, casting a thin, pale mist over the person on the bed, making that young face appear somewhat pallid.
This left Ye Qingyan feeling a bit bewildered. She was very surprised; in the past, Si Cheng had never paid her any mind, but recently, she didn't know what had come over him.
Emerging from the Liang residence, Liang Jingrui’s good mood was evident on his face. Qiao was also very happy; compared to family, company matters were nothing, and there would always be a solution.
"However, that Fan Mingyu is quite surprising; to think he could keep his mouth shut," Xu Xiyuan said with a smile.
"Qi’er speaks with reason. The person behind this not only cursed me but also cursed you as well. It is truly hateful. No wonder you have been ill for so long without seeing any improvement!" Clearly, Dong Qi Lin attributed Li Qi’s illness to this as well.
The cultivators had originally thought that after they established their sect, the local natives would surely make some move, but who would have thought that nothing went as they had imagined.
It seemed they were truly famished; having barely eaten anything for a day and a night, they acted like starving wolves, and before long, the table full of dishes was wiped clean.

The blinding sunlight stung Qin Ge awake. He shook his groggy head, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.
"Because I don't want my family to stay poor like this anymore. I am already afraid of living a bitter life!" Li Ting said calmly. As she spoke of her hardships, it seemed the memory was still fresh in her mind.
Unexpectedly, the ronin was truly vicious. He pulled a *wakizashi* from under his ribs and, catching him off guard, stabbed Wu Yi in the waist.
Watching his wife’s strange look, Li Zhen was extremely happy and could not help but boast about himself.
Seeing Wu Yi rush in to rescue them regardless of the danger, Situ Xuejiao was both moved and worried. At this moment, ignoring the danger, she leaned more than halfway out of the window, firing her gun incessantly at the outside.
Just then, the third heavenly tribulation finally ended, and Long Yuling lay spread-eagled in the void, her breathing so faint it was clear she had reached the point of exhaustion.
Because Murong Fu had not had a "meat meal" for some time, his "table manners" were a bit unsightly, causing Feng Tiange to struggle to get out of bed the next morning.

Chen Yuting squinted at the three people on the galloping horses. One of them looked a bit like his old uncle, but because they were over a hundred meters away, he dared not be certain.
"I will say this first: I can teach you the martial arts, but you must not pass them on to outsiders," Huan Tian warned.
Murong Fu, listening from the side, could not help but laugh. He laughed at himself for not knowing that his Tiange had a talent for painting; it seemed there would be a good show for him to watch today.
"Hmph, let you be smug. If this ball were snatched by you, I would have nothing left to boast about." Huan Tian leapt up, directly performing a relay, and sent the basketball into the hoop.
Little did they know, Old Demon Ding did not return directly to Taihu Lake. Instead, he led his followers to detour through Guangdong, marching with gongs and drums. First, they went to the Nanhai Sect, then followed along Meiling, the Wuyi Mountains, and Longquan in Fujian. Everywhere they went, they insisted on paying a formal visit to the mountain gates first.
Feng Tiange heard about this situation; although it was somewhat serious, it was still considered salvageable.
However, the Fourth Prince swept a sidelong glance at Man Hua’s face. Seeing her busy with her work, he said nothing more. Unless it was absolutely necessary to speak, he would strictly remain silent.
This guest was dressed quite neatly, yet he was wearing slippers and had a look of panic on his face. Could something have happened?
In just a short while, the two were already calling each other brother. If an outsider didn't know better, they would surely assume they were blood brothers.
She didn't even dare to get close to Shen Xingli, fearing that she, like the others, would treat him like a demon and keep her distance.
As a meteor streaked across the horizon and disappeared into the edge of sight, the light throughout the world did not dissipate.
The sky darkened every now and then, as if a mischievous child were controlling the light switch.