Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 826

Chapter 826: Chapter 261: Mu Qingge’s Alchemy Dao

"Grandfather, will Big Sis win the championship today?" The grand spectacle of the Alchemy Conference made a faint unease stir in Mu Xuewu’s heart.

King Sang Shun, however, had full confidence in Mu Qingge. At his age, he was long past the point of being easily overawed by a scene. So he nodded and said to Mu Xuewu, "Rest easy, Qingge won’t lose."

His words were heard by the Divine Envoy sitting in the middle. The man couldn’t help but turn his head, glance at him, and say, "Family Head Sang, you’re quite confident in this granddaughter of yours. I had thought the Sang Clan had produced an out-clan descendant gifted in Artifact Refining, yet I did not expect that this Holy Level Refiner would actually also be an Alchemist."

The words sounded like ordinary small talk.

But King Sang Shun’s heart gave a jump. He carefully savored the Divine Envoy’s words in his mind, then cautiously replied, "Divine Envoy overpraises. It’s nothing but a stroke of luck."

"A stroke of luck?" The Divine Envoy’s expression carried a trace of arrogance as he drawled, "Such talent cannot be explained by mere luck."

King Sang Shun’s lips pulled into a smile, but he did not speak.

Since he did not pick up the topic, the Divine Envoy gave him a meaningful look, then withdrew his gaze and no longer continued speaking about Mu Qingge.

The end of the topic allowed King Sang Shun to quietly let out a breath of relief.

Mu Xuewu tugged lightly at his sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Grandfather, what did that Divine Envoy mean?"

What did he mean?

Emotions flickered in King Sang Shun’s eyes as he thought to himself, "I fear the Divine Hall has set its sights on Qingge and wants to recruit her into the Divine Hall, to be at their beck and call."

"Grandfather?" King Sang Shun’s silence made Mu Xuewu grow nervous as well.

King Sang Shun gathered his thoughts, reached out and patted the back of Mu Xuewu’s hand, signaling her to stay calm.

In any case, once this Alchemy Conference was over, he had to have a proper talk with Qingge and carefully discuss how the road ahead should be walked.

"This Alchemy Conference truly is a spectacle worth watching!" In the stands, fervent discussions rose up.

"Isn’t that so! Who would have thought that the only Holy Level Refiner in our Middle Ancient Realm would also be an Alchemist, and I hear her Level isn’t low either—she was extraordinarily admitted straight into the Inner Courtyard. This Alchemy Conference can truly be called a clash of dragons and tigers!"

"Yao Family’s Yao Xinghai is the chief disciple of the Alchemy Institute. The previous dean of the Alchemy Institute once said that he would become the number one in the Alchemy Dao in the future. And this City Lord Mu is also the hope of the Sang Clan, and the only Holy Level Refiner. These two tigers meeting, yet choosing to compete in Alchemy Dao to decide who ranks higher—you tell me, which of them will lose and which will win?"

"No matter who loses or wins, today will definitely be a stunningly brilliant performance!"

"I think, perhaps Young Master Yao still has a slightly higher chance of winning."

"Oh? How so?"

"Think about it. Whether it’s Artifact Refining or Alchemy, both require time and effort. A person’s energy is limited. No matter how exceptionally gifted this City Lord Mu is, it’s impossible for her to stand at the peak in every field, right? Being ranked first on the Green Talent List already marks her as the foremost in cultivation among the younger generation, and becoming a Holy Level Refiner is not easily achieved either. Just these two aspects have already consumed countless amounts of her energy. Even if she can refine Elixirs, it’s impossible for her to surpass Young Master Yao, who has studied the Alchemy Dao since childhood and is himself extraordinarily talented, right?"

Mu Qingge was splitting her focus three ways, while Yao Xinghai devoted himself solely to the Alchemy Dao.

This analysis, which seemed very reasonable, drew many nods of agreement.

"Mm, that does make sense. In that case, no matter how intense or exciting the process of their clash is, the outcome is already set?"

"But of course!" The one who had been analyzing earlier spoke with complete assurance.

"However..." someone hesitated and questioned, "I have a relative in my family who is studying Alchemy Dao in the Inner Courtyard of the Alchemy Institute. He secretly told me that this City Lord Mu is anything but simple. The Twelve Pill Paths that took Young Master Yao three years to comprehend, she fully comprehended in just four months."

Hiss—!

His words prompted a chorus of sharp inhalations from those around.

Even the person who had been so certain earlier, insisting that Yao Xinghai would win, couldn’t help but have his face darken, a hint of wavering appearing in his eyes.

"B-but even if she has comprehended them, so what? Young Master Yao still came into contact with the Alchemy Dao earlier than her and has been comprehending it for far longer. I’m afraid the insights he’s gained from it are still greater than hers." Someone raised a rebuttal.

"That way of putting it is not wrong either."

"So then, we’re saying that Young Master Yao’s chances of winning are still greater?"

"Mm—!"

After several rounds of thorough analysis, those participating in the discussion all nodded in rather strong agreement.

And outside the grounds of the Alchemy Conference, outside the Outer Court of the Alchemy Institute, the many people unable to enter the venue also began fervently discussing Mu Qingge and Yao Xinghai.

The key point was that no one knew who had leaked the news that Mu Qingge would be participating in the Alchemy Conference.

It was even spread that she had comprehended the Twelve Pill Paths in four months and had agreed to face Yao Xinghai at the Alchemy Conference to pit their Alchemy Skill against each other.

Two tigers fighting naturally drew everyone’s attention.

To the point where even the original meaning of the Alchemy Conference had been considerably diluted.

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