The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Zhao Shenkong stared at Fang Lin with a look of disbelief and said sarcastically: “Why should I tell you?”

Fang Lin patted Zhao Shenkong’s shoulder: “After all, aren’t we friends who entered the Pill Pole Tower together? Can’t you do me this small favor?”

Zhao Shenkong looked disgusted as he pushed Fang Lin’s hand away: “I warn you, stay away from me, or I won’t mind giving you a hard time.”

Fang Lin sneered, “With such a narrow mind, you won’t go far in the future.”

With that, Fang Lin walked away.

Zhao Shenkong was nearly driven to his feet with fury. He glared at Fang Lin, then turned his head away, completely ignoring him as he invested all his attention to the stele’s comprehension process.

However annoying Fang Lin was, the most important thing for Zhao Shenkong at the moment was to comprehend the steles in front of him.

Each stele contained a type of ancient alchemy, and he wanted to understand as many of them as possible to learn more about ancient alchemy.

Fang Lin himself possessed several ancient alchemy techniques, which made Zhao Shenkong quite upset. He was a natural prodigy with a Hundred Refining Body, so how could he fall behind others in alchemy?

Zhao Shenkong needed to become stronger, to surpass Fang Lin in every way.

A white-clothed old man floated in mournfully at this time, still not recovering from Fang Lin’s looting of The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.

Fang Lin moved around the stele, his face showing some interest.

Seeing this, the old man in white couldn’t help recalling Fang Lin’s monstrous performance in the mural hallway, and his expression changed instantly.

“Could this boy try again?” The old man in white thought to himself.

After taking a few turns around the steles, Fang Lin glanced at Zhao Shenkong, who was meditating on the steles not far away, the corner of his mouth hooked into a slight smile.

“Well, although it’s not very useful to me, I can’t make this trip for nothing.” Fang Lin muttered, and the steles around him began to glow.

“Huh?” Zhao Shenkong noticed the anomaly, looked up, and his expression instantly froze.

The old man in white’s mouth dropped open, thinking the anomaly was about to occur again.

The glow on the steles gradually gathered into soft orbs of light, which quietly entered Fang Lin’s body.

Fang Lin began to walk among the steles. Although he moved slowly, everytime he passed a stele, light orbs appeared and entered his body unobstructed.

This scene greatly shocked Zhao Shenkong, and left him feeling as if he had been hit hard, dumbfounded.

“This is impossible!” Zhao Shenkong roared angrily, his face contorted with fury.

Fang Lin smiled at him: “Nothing is impossible.”

Zhao Shenkong found it hard to believe. Without needing to comprehend anything, as long as Fang Lin passed by the stele, he could get the alchemy techniques contained within the stele, which was simply unimaginable.

Recalling how he had been meditating in front of the red stele for a long time before he could comprehend a few, and the difficulty of comprehension increased the further he went, who knows how much time and energy had to be spent.

Compared to Fang Lin, he felt incredibly weak!

Zhao Shenkong’s dissatisfaction surged, his fists tightened, and his teeth clenched. His face could not have been uglier.

Fang Lin didn’t care about Zhao Shenkong’s current mood. He just absorbed the alchemy from the steles in such an unreasonable manner and made them his own.

But to be honest, Fang Lin possessed a large part of the alchemy in these steles. Only a small part of the alchemy was unknown to him, and those were the alchemy techniques that were born after he fell in his previous life.

“Ah, it’s really boring.” After Fang Lin had comprehended all the alchemy from the steles, he stopped, shook his head, and looked uninterested.

Seeing Fang Lin’s expression, Zhao Shenkong almost lost it, he was so angry he wanted to jump up and kick Fang Lin to death.

Fang Lin glanced at Zhao Shenkong and smiled slightly: “It’s fine, you continue to comprehend yours, I will move on to other places.”

He was about to leave the Stone Tablet Ancient Hall when-

The old man in white suddenly spoke up: “Besides these steles, there is also a Wordless Ancient Stele here, which possesses mysterious power.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin showed some interest: “Where is it?”

The old man in white pointed towards the end of the ancient hall, where a blue stone slab stood.

Fang Lin looked at the blue stone slab with a strange expression: “That stone slab is the Wordless Ancient Stele you mentioned?”

The old man in white nodded, saying solemnly: “This Wordless Ancient Stele is extraordinary. Not only will it be helpful for Pill Refiners, but it’s also greatly beneficial for Martial Artists. Its most direct function is to aid cultivation, enabling rapid advancements in realms.”

As soon as he heard that it could boost his realm, Fang Lin was immediately interested. He was currently only at the seventh rank of Earth Element, which was far too weak.

“Why didn’t you say this earlier, old man?” Fang Lin complained. If he knew there was a stele like this earlier, he wouldn’t have wasted time absorbing the alchemy techniques from those ordinary steles.

The old man in white rolled his eyes: “A prerequisite to comprehend that stele is to understand over twenty of these steles.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin had a sudden revelation. So, that’s how it worked.

Not far from them, Zhao Shenkong had been listening all along, and his expression froze when he heard that he needed to comprehend over twenty steles before he could use the Wordless Ancient Stele.

“Damn it!” For the first time, Zhao Shenkong felt so powerless. He had only managed to comprehend four or five steles so far. Who knows how much time it would take to comprehend twenty.

When he considered Fang Lin’s terrifying display earlier, Zhao Shenkong felt suffocated.

Fang Lin walked towards the Wordless Ancient Stele; suddenly, Zhao Shenkong stood up and blocked his way.

“What are you doing?” Fang Lin asked innocently.

Zhao Shenkong’s face was stern: “I won’t allow you to use that Wordless Ancient Stele.”

Fang Lin broke into laughter: “On what grounds? That Wordless Ancient Stele doesn’t belong to you.”

Zhao Shenkong snorted: “If I said you can’t use it, then you can’t. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind breaking your limbs.”

Zhao Shenkong was confident enough. Even though he was a genius in alchemy, his martial arts skills were nothing to scoff at either. With a rank of Earth Element eight, he was confident that he could deal with Fang Lin, who was only at Earth Element seven.

The old man in white said nothing and silently watched. In fact, there were always some conflicts among the talents who entered the Pill Pole Tower every year. As long as they didn’t cross the line, he wouldn’t interfere.

“You want to break my limbs?” Fang Lin looked at Zhao Shenkong with a smirk.

“Why? You want to try it?” Zhao Shenkong threatened in a cold voice.