The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Fang Lin and Chu He had a sparkle in their eyes as they stared unblinkingly at the Pill Furnace.

One with a shimmering golden light in his eyes, the other’s eyes filled with a purple aura, it was indeed a peculiar sight.

Soon, Chu He started to write, swiftly jotting down his observations, then handed over his paper to the steward of the Pill Alliance.

After Chu He handed in his paper, Fang Lin also started writing, but it was clear that he took longer than Chu He.

After finishing, Fang Lin’s eyes lost their golden shimmer. Looking at Chu He, the latter’s face was filled with a challenging demeanor-

Fang Lin smiled lightly and handed over his paper to the steward of the Pill Alliance.

The steward of the Pill Alliance looked over both of their answers, a look of obvious surprise on his face, especially when looking at Fang Lin’s paper, his surprise slightly more pronounced.

This scene caused Chu He to frown immediately, a sense of uneasiness washing over him.

However, he had absolute confidence in his Purple Spirit Eye, believing firmly that everything he saw couldn’t possibly be wrong.

Even if Fang Lin also possessed the equally powerful Micro Gold Pupil, Chu He still had unwavering confidence in himself.

Because he had spent a great deal of effort in cultivating his Purple Spirit Eye, tirelessly training day by day, year-by-year.

This pair of Purple Spirit Eyes was Chu He’s biggest reliance.

Even Zhao Shenkong, who also possessed the Purple Spirit Eye, could at most be equated with Chu He in terms of the Eye’s prowess.

And Fang Lin? How old was he? How long had he practiced the Micro Gold Pupil? How proficient could he be?

At least Chu He did not believe that Fang Lin’s Micro Gold Pupil could possibly match his meticulously cultivated Purple Spirit Eye.

The steward of the Pill Alliance glanced at Fang Lin, then at Chu He, then declared: “Fang Lin has won.”

Hush!

As these words were spoken, those in the crowd waiting to watch the spectacle were all very surprised, but a significant portion showed a look of “I knew it.”

The ones most in disbelief were naturally those from Yun Country.

Chu He was second only to Zhao Shenkong among them in terms of talent, and his Purple Spirit Eye was well renowned. Even Zhao Shenkong might not necessarily outmatch Chu He in an eye power showdown.

Did Chu He actually lose to Fang Lin? How could this be possible?

Chu He immediately roared, “Impossible! How could I lose? On what grounds did Fang Lin win?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu He regretted it. This was not Yun Country; how could he disrespect the steward of the Pill Alliance? Was he not seeking his own doom?

Zhao Shenkong frowned, slightly bowing towards the steward, “I apologize on behalf of Chu He for his outburst.”

The steward of the Pill Alliance was, of course, not in a good mood after being yelled at by Chu He, but still gave Zhao Shenkong some face and replied with a stern face, “Fang Lin saw more clearly than you did. If you don’t believe it, look for yourself.”

He said, placing the two pieces of paper on the table.

Chu He immediately rushed over to read it, and then his mind went blank.

Fang Lin had written down every single change in each ingredient inside the Pill Furnace, even predicting the imminent changes yet to happen. It was all clear and neatly written, filling the entire page.

And what about his own work? He had only recorded superficial changes, completely oblivious to the deeper levels of transformation taking place.

“How could this be? How could his Micro Gold Pupil see so much?” Chu He found it hard to believe. It was simply beyond any logic or reason.

The others also flocked over to read what Fang Lin had written, all wide-eyed and speechless.

“Is Fang Lin a freak?”

“I’m stunned. How does this guy see with his eyes?”

“Total annihilation! Chu He got totally owned!”

“With eyes as powerful as these, wouldn’t it be convenient for seeing things he shouldn’t be seeing?”

Initially, people were amazed, but soon the topic gradually changed. Some female Pill Refiners started casting unusual glances at Fang Lin, subconsciously covering their sensitive body parts.

Fang Lin also felt uncomfortable under the gazes of these female Pill Refiners and quickly explained, “I have never used the Micro Gold Pupil to see anything I shouldn’t have.”

However, the more he explained, the more peculiar glances the female Pill Refiners sent his way. Some even whispered the word “pervert.”

Fang Lin was speechless. How did he suddenly become a pervert?

In actuality, Fang Lin did not win against Chu He by relying solely on his Micro Gold Pupil, but rather his own experience and judgment.

Fang Lin’s Micro Gold Pupil was not superior to Chu He’s Purple Spirit Eye. The two could see practically the same amount of detail.

If this was the case, Fang Lin would not have been able to defeat Chu He; at best, it would have been a draw.

Thus, based on what he saw, Fang Lin deduced what type of pill was being made in the Pill Furnace and recorded all the changes, as well as the various potential transformations to come.

This was why he took longer than Chu He.

Nevertheless, as a result, Fang Lin’s level of comprehension soared above that of Chu He’s. How could he not emerge victorious?

“That Chu whatever, hand me the Starlight Grass.” Fang Lin patted Chu He’s shoulder, smiling as he spoke.

Chu He abruptly turned around, almost biting Fang Lin’s face in rage. You are too infuriating, you didn’t even remember my name?

Moreover, upon hearing “Starlight Grass,” Chu He immediately wore a gloomy face, wallowing in his own misery.

“Chu He, give him the Starlight Grass,” Zhao Shenkong spoke indifferently.

At this point, Zhao Shenkong knew clearly that Fang Lin had won convincingly with the steward of the Pill Alliance as the referee, leaving no room for negotiation.

Chu He reluctantly handed the Starlight Grass to Fang Lin, his face continuously bearing a ferocious expression.

Fang Lin joyfully placed the Starlight Grass in his bag. This was a gem, as it was a Sacred Medicine for healing, yielding results even better than that of the Great Return Pill.

“Anyone else wants to gamble with me? Whoever comes is welcome. However, you must have good things to bet with. I won’t duel with a pauper.” Fang Lin said to everyone present, a spark of thrill in his eyes.

In response, everyone looked at Fang Lin with strange eyes and gradually distanced themselves. Having seen his freakish performance, who would be chasing their own doom?

Seeing no one willing to gamble with him, a hint of disappointment appeared on Fang Lin’s face. Shaking his head slightly and heaving a sigh, he gave off a sense of loneliness.

“Elder Su, I quite like this Fang Lin.” Lu Wuwei looked at Fang Lin with interest, remarking to Elder Su.

Elder Su smiled and said, “He’s pretty good, at least he doesn’t lack poise.”

This time, both Ye and Old Woman Gu surprisingly did not refute or ridicule Elder Su’s words.

After observing multiple times, both of them saw the uniqueness of Fang Lin. Despite him not showing any special talents at the Gold Testing Stone, his astounding performance was undeniably impressive.

“However, Pill Refining remains most important in the Alchemy Tao. This youngster has performed well in other aspects, but it’s still unclear how good he will be in Pill Refining.” Chen Mu expressed his doubts.

“Humph! When it comes to Pill Refining, even ten Fang Lins cannot be compared with Zhao Shenkong.” Ye snorted disdainfully.