Supreme Martial Artist

"Young Ye Ye is the savior of our Alchemist General Association. If it delays something important, you can't even afford it with your life!"

The two men's bodies trembled, and they fell to their knees with a thud.

"Young Master Ye, you are just a villain who has eyesight but cannot see Mount Tai."

"Sir, we both realize our mistake!"

Ye Xinghe glanced at the two of them coldly and said calmly: "Today, for the sake of President Lu, I will let you go."

"You two get up!"

"Thank you Mr. Ye!"

The two of them hurriedly responded in unison, stood up and stepped aside.

"Young friend Ye, don't be like this group of trash."

"Hurry up and follow me. I happen to have something important, and you will definitely be able to help."

At this time, Lu Mingsheng pulled Ye Xinghe up and walked into the hall.

While talking, the two of them had already walked into the hall and headed straight to the third floor.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and asked: "Senior Lu, what is it that makes you so anxious?"

"Is it possible that you ran into trouble again while refining the alchemy?"

"I heard just now that you blew up the alchemy furnace when you made it." Lu Mingsheng heard this, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't make the alchemy furnace, but President Zheng Yan."

"President Zheng Yan?"

Ye Xinghe was stunned for a moment, becoming even more confused.

I have heard from Lu Mingsheng that Zheng Yan is a ninth-grade alchemist.

A ninth-grade alchemist's alchemy skills are so superb that he can explode a furnace?

It must be extremely difficult to refine the elixir in that place! Before Ye Xinghe had time to think about it, Lu Mingsheng had already taken him to the third floor.

He looked up and saw that the third floor was in a mess, filled with darkness and smoke, and the surrounding wooden boards were burnt to a crisp.

In the hall, three people stood, all with sad faces.

Two of them are slightly older, with white beard and hair, and are quite noble. The third one is a girl.

When Ye Xinghe saw that person, he was slightly startled: "Senior Sister Shangguan?"

That person was Shangguan Qingqing.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Qingqing turned around to look. After being slightly stunned, he said happily: "Junior Brother Ye, why are you here?"

Before Ye Xinghe could speak, he heard a cold snort.

"Lu Mingsheng, what's going on with this kid?"

At this time, an old man with a short stature and a face like a dead tree looked at Ye Xinghe coldly.

"The three of us refining this elixir are extremely secret. How can all cats and dogs come to see it?"

When Lu Mingsheng heard this, he frowned and said, "Hu Hengsheng, please don't say anything rude."

"This is the alchemy wizard I mentioned before, Ye Xinghe, Ye Xiaoyou!"

Hu Hengsheng looked away with a cold face and smiled disdainfully: "No matter how talented he is, at such a young age, his alchemy ability is not up to standard!"

"On the third floor of the Alchemist General Association, only eighth-grade alchemists are allowed to set foot!"

"you!"

Lu Mingsheng's expression was startled, he was furious and wanted to say something else.

But Ye Xinghe gently pulled him, shook his head, then raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "I heard what this senior said, you are very strong?"

"That's natural!"

Hu Hengsheng raised his head slightly, without looking at Ye Xinghe, and said proudly: "I am an eighth-grade alchemist, and also the vice president of the Alchemist General Association."

"Yellow-haired boy, if you understand, get out of here!"

Ye Xinghe chuckled silently and stared at him full of teasing.

Hu Hengsheng looked slightly angry and frowned: "Yellow-haired boy, why are you laughing?"

"I told you to get out, don't you understand?"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "I thought that President Hu could be so powerful, but it turns out he is only at the eighth level."

Hu Hengsheng was furious and scolded: "You will never reach the eighth level alchemy master in your lifetime!"

"Sorry, President Hu, I am an eighth-grade alchemist."

Ye Xinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and the teasing look in his eyes became even more intense.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

Hu Hengsheng was stunned for a while, suddenly came to his senses, and shouted: "Impossible!"

"How can you, a yellow-haired kid in your early twenties, be an eighth-level alchemist!"

Ye Xinghe raised his head slightly and said loudly: "Whether I am an eighth-grade alchemist or not, you will know with one try!"

"Good boy, you are so awesome!"

Hu Hengsheng snorted coldly: "If you were not an eighth-grade alchemist, I would slap your mouth today!"

"Come on, give it a try." But before he finished speaking, the kind-faced old man shook his head and said, "President Hu, there is no need to try."

"This little friend is indeed an eighth-grade alchemist."

Hu Hengsheng looked in disbelief and shouted angrily: "Impossible!"

"How is it impossible?"

Lu Mingsheng snorted coldly: "President Zheng Yan knows how to use the mysterious fire technique. How can he be mistaken?"

"Hu Hengsheng, are you questioning President Zheng?"

Hu Hengsheng was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

A flash of red light flashed in Zheng Yan's eyes. After looking at Ye Xinghe for a moment, his face suddenly changed.

His old face was full of shock, and he exclaimed: "Why is your mysterious fire power so strong!"

"It's just that an eighth-grade alchemist is actually stronger than my mysterious fire?"

Ye Xinghe smiled calmly, cupped his hands and explained: "President Zheng really has piercing eyes."

"To be honest, this kid has practiced the Five Fires Melting Pill Technique, and he has five kinds of mysterious fires!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and then they all took a breath.

The Five Fire Alchemy Fusion Technique cannot be mastered just by practicing.

Carrying five kinds of mysterious fire, such a genius is rare in a thousand years! "Genius! Unparalleled genius!"

Zheng Yan was shocked, but also full of appreciation. Looking at Ye Xinghe was like looking at a piece of jade.

Ye Xinghe chuckled and waved his hands, then turned to look at Hu Hengsheng and asked with a smile: "President Hu, do you think I can step on this third floor?"

Hu Hengsheng was silent, his face turned as red as pig liver, very ugly.

"Of course you can, Xiaoyou Ye!"

Lu Mingsheng was proud of the spring breeze and laughed loudly: "President Hu, what do you think?"

Hu Hengsheng was furious and left.

However, Zheng Yan and others had no intention of holding back and allowed him to leave.

"Since Junior Brother Ye has such a strong mysterious fire, can we let him try to refine the elixir?"

Shangguan Qingqing's eyes lit up and he looked at Ye Xinghe with piercing eyes.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly and asked, "Senior Zheng, what are you refining?"

Zheng Yan responded: "The eighth-grade ancient elixir, Xuanhuo Zhiyang elixir!"

Xuanhuo Zhiyang Pill?

Ye Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

He had seen this elixir in the Ancient Cang Dan Sutra. It was extremely special. It was an ancient elixir recipe and required the power of the mysterious fire to be refined into the elixir.

However, the purpose of this elixir is extremely single, it can only relieve the cold and yin.

Lu Mingsheng sighed and said: "This Xuanhuo Zhiyang Pill is originally an ancient pill recipe. We don't have a complete pill recipe, so we can only try to refine it."

"President Zheng accidentally exploded the furnace just now."

Zheng Yan also had a sad look on his face, and sighed: "Since the last battle at the Prime Minister's Mansion, General Yanlong has been injured by the cold air, leaving behind hidden illnesses that only the Xuanhuo Zhiyang Pill can cure."

"If the elixir is not refined in time, I am afraid that General Yanlong's strength will be greatly reduced."

Shangguan Qingqing lowered his head, looking lonely.