Chapter 76: Do Not Test My Patience

“Damn it!”
Watching Li Jian San employ a myriad of alchemical techniques, Zhao Junshan’s expression grew increasingly grim.
“How can he, at such a young age, possibly master so many methods of pill refinement?”
“Is he some prodigy from a sacred land, here specifically to humiliate us?”
Zhao Junshan’s guess was half correct. Li Jian San was not a genius from any sacred ground, but he had indeed come to put them in their place.
Earlier, their lofty demeanor had irked Li Jian San, so he challenged them, delivering an all-encompassing, unrelenting defeat.
As Zhao Junshan reeled in shock, a fragrant aroma began to waft from Li Jian San’s cauldron.
With a single flourish of his hand, the lid lifted, and the pill refinement was complete.
Two pills in total, both flawless Blood Coagulation Pills.
For a moment, everyone was stunned, then the hall erupted in astonishment.
Though this was merely a first-tier pill, it had reached the perfect grade!
Perfect pills—rare even for second-tier alchemists, who may not be able to achieve such integration of medicinal properties.
It required exceptional skill to fuse the ingredients so thoroughly, yielding perfect pills.
This young man had actually produced flawless pills!
The crowd stared at the pills before them, and Li Jian San wore a disappointed look. “Sigh, I’ve regressed a bit. I thought I could refine three this time.”
Hearing his words, a few disciples nearly fainted from exasperation.
He had produced two pills in one batch, both at the perfect grade.
After witnessing the caliber of Li Jian San’s pills, those nearby were left in awe, unable to believe what they’d just seen.
To create perfect-grade pills with ordinary ingredients in such a short time was unimaginable.
Clearly, this youth had already attained the level of a second-tier alchemist; otherwise, such a feat would be impossible.
Yet, if they knew that Li Jian San was already a third-tier alchemist, their reactions would be even more profound.
Upon seeing Li Jian San’s pills, Zhao Junshan’s face darkened, disbelief written all over him.
“This kid… refined pills in such a short span, and at perfect grade—how is that possible?”
As Zhao Junshan’s incredulous voice echoed, Li Jian San approached him with a playful smile.
“You’ve been here for so long—don’t tell me you can’t even recognize pills? Or is there something wrong with your eyesight?”

“You…”
Zhao Junshan’s face paled at Li Jian San’s words, his agitation causing his focus to slip, and he lost control of the cauldron’s flame.
Neglecting it, the cauldron’s energies grew restless.
It was on the verge of exploding!
“No way—Zhao Junshan’s cauldron is about to explode?”
“How is that possible?”
“He’s Zhao Junshan! How could his cauldron explode?”
Hearing these murmurs, Zhao Junshan’s face changed dramatically, sweat pouring from his forehead as he hurried to stabilize the flame.
Li Jian San glanced at the cauldron and chuckled mischievously.
“You might have managed a passable pill, but now, due to your impatience, not only will there be no pill, but your cauldron is about to explode.”
“I suggest you all step back.”
Li Jian San addressed the surrounding disciples, then himself retreated a few paces.
Seeing this, the others paused, then quickly followed suit.
Observing their actions, Zhao Junshan scoffed dismissively.
“Hmph! Stop your theatrics—how could this cauldron possibly—”
A thunderous crack interrupted him.
A massive fissure appeared on the cauldron’s surface.
Zhao Junshan’s face shifted to utter bewilderment. “This… impossible!”
He barely had time to dodge before an explosion rocked the hall.
The pill refinement had failed spectacularly!
The sound made everyone’s hearts skip a beat.
Staring at the shattered cauldron, mouths hung open in silent shock—Li Jian San’s prediction had come true.
Now, the crowd regarded Mo Qingyun with renewed scrutiny.
This youth not only predicted the grade of Zhao Junshan’s pills, but foresaw the explosion as well.
More frightening still, Li Jian San could foresee what none of them could.
Did this mean Li Jian San’s alchemical abilities surpassed all present?

“Who is this young man, really?”
Curiosity about Li Jian San’s identity swept the gathering.
“No… impossible, how could this kid…”
Zhao Junshan, affected by the blast, now looked disheveled, his face stricken with disbelief.
Such an outcome was a humiliation for Zhao Junshan, and his gaze toward Li Jian San grew ominous.
If not for Li Jian San, how could his cauldron have exploded?
Li Jian San shook his head.
“Sigh… not good, not good. Even if your cauldron hadn’t exploded, your speed was far too slow.”
Zhao Junshan’s face became even more haggard at Li Jian San’s remarks.
To him, Li Jian San was the cause of all this.
With a dark look, he prepared to leave.
But just as he rose, Li Jian San blocked his path. “Wait.”
Zhao Junshan replied coldly, “What do you want?”
Li Jian San smiled faintly. “It seems there’s something unfinished.”
“What do you mean?”
Li Jian San eyed Zhao Junshan. “The wager we made earlier—are you planning to renege?”
At this, Zhao Junshan’s expression shifted. “And if I am?”
Li Jian San’s tone suddenly chilled. “Kneel, and crawl around the Alchemist Guild hall barking like a dog. I have no tolerance for those without integrity!”
“Hahaha, do you know who I am? You dare demand that I kneel?”
Zhao Junshan sneered.
At that moment, the crowd whispered,
“Zhao Junshan is the son of the chief of the Hundred Herbs Pavilion—a notable figure in both martial arts and alchemy. The Pavilion chief is said to have connections with three grandmasters.”
“Heavens, I never realized Zhao Junshan’s background was so formidable. This kid shouldn’t provoke him.”
Upon hearing their chatter, Li Jian San’s expression remained unchanged.
“I don’t care who you are. I said it—I do not tolerate those without integrity. Don’t test my patience!”