Chapter 1180: Let You Go First
The hourglass has already started, indicating that this trial has officially begun.
But neither Jiang Cheng nor Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable started alchemy immediately.
Both were smiling with amusement, looking at each other.
Both had faces full of confidence.
If those outside saw this scene, they would undoubtedly feel helpless enough to want to complain.
This perilous and arduous trial, can’t you two just seize every second?
"Aren’t you planning to get busy?"
Brother Cheng found it quite amusing.
Brother, what are you up to?
Even if you’re holding three Kings, you shouldn’t be this leisurely, right?
Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable indicated that he had enough capital to be arrogant.
"Why should I get busy?"
He lifted his chin a bit, and his glance at Jiang Cheng was full of playful interest.
"In this competition, the greater the difference in performance between the two, the harsher the Heavenly Dao’s punishment for the loser at the end."
"Oh, that’s how it is." Brother Cheng had a look of having learned something new.
Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable continued to show off: "Do you know how long it usually takes me to refine a furnace of Eighth-Grade Wind-Thunder Pill?"
"How long?"
"Ordinary alchemists take over a thousand years, but I only need 130 years. This is the advantage of our Yidan Stream."
"Wow, then you’re really amazing."
Brother Cheng gave a thumbs up, then gestured towards him.
"Then start your show!"
Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable was extremely annoyed to see that he still maintained this outwardly astonished yet actually calm demeanor.
This was not the reaction he wanted to see.
"You don’t seem to have realized how miserable your outcome will be."
His expression turned grim.
"Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance."
"I can let you start three days ahead, giving you a little room to perform."
"Once I start, you will have no chance to turn the tables."
He had originally planned to say three years, but after considering that there was still a possibility of failure in refining the Eighth-Grade Wind-Thunder Pill, he decided to tone it down.
Brother Cheng was both amused and vexed.
This is a competition, it’s timed.
"You actually plan to let me start first?"
It sounded like two people racing, and Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable was letting him run ahead first.
It was a form of humiliation.
"That’s right, I want to see what tricks you have." Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable said condescendingly.
Jiang Cheng twitched his mouth, thinking that this was a bit too brutal.
If he started first, then Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable would have no chance to perform alchemy.
The system would instantly finish it.
For once, he was merciful.
"Why not you go first."
He made a gesture of invitation.
Unfortunately, Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable didn’t appreciate it at all, instead thinking that Jiang Cheng was insulting him back.
"You know you will surely lose, so you don’t even dare to make a fool of yourself?"
Sect Leader Jiang shook his head honestly.
"No, no, I’m doing this for your own good."
"For my own good?"
Yi Yuan sneered audibly.
"Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng, at this point, are you still trying to be mysterious?"
"For my own good? Do you think you have the qualification for that? Don’t you weigh how much you can handle..."
"Alas!"
Jiang Cheng saw how confident and stubborn he was, and was helpless.
"Alright then, since you’re so magnanimous, I would feel guilty not accepting."
In front of Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable, he swept away thousands of materials in an instant, collecting them into the system space.
"What did you do?"
Yi Yuan was shocked.
What was this about?
How could he not even open the Pill Furnace or activate the Pill Array?
Just grabbing all the materials at once?
He suddenly sensed something amiss.
Within this competition space, neither storage rings nor alternate spaces could be accessed.
Because they were sealed by the Heavenly Dao.
No one could suddenly gather all materials and transfer them to another space here.
"How did you do that?"
He urgently demanded.
But got no response.
Jiang Cheng had already opened the system alchemy interface and selected the Eighth-Grade Wind-Thunder Pill.
Then pressed the start refining button.
Swish! Swish!
The progress bar flashed twice.
Two furnaces of Eighth-grade Imperial Pill were completed, with 162 finished Imperial Pills quietly lying inside the system warehouse.
Jiang Cheng didn’t immediately take them out.
Instead, he smiled at Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable across from him.
"Are you sure you want to wait three days? I think it’s better if you start immediately."
If Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable still didn’t start alchemy, then he would never have a chance to start.
In their competition, one person successfully refined two furnaces while the other hadn’t even started; the gap was practically two extremes.
Even a layman in alchemy would at least know to throw a heap of Immortal Medicine and Spiritual Materials into the Pill Furnace.
Even if the performance was poor, there would be some performance.
But Yi Yuan so far hadn’t shown any performance at all.
In this case, the Heavenly Dao’s punishment for the loser would be extremely severe.
However, Yi Yuan was totally oblivious to the seriousness of the situation.
"You can collect the materials, you cheated the Heavenly Dao!"
He pointed at Jiang Cheng, screaming loudly as if he caught a student cheating on an exam, quite proud.
"I knew you must be up to no good, and sure enough!"
"Now, what else do you have to say?"
Jiang Cheng was rendered speechless by this oddball.
"I really have nothing to say."
He didn’t bother waiting any longer and directly took out the newly refined Eighth-Grade Wind-Thunder Pills.
And as the 162 emperor pills, colorful like a treasure tower, were presented in the field, the massive golden hourglass in the center suddenly stopped, no longer timing.
The trial — was over!
Jiang Cheng successfully refined the designated Eighth-grade Imperial Pill, the Heavenly Dao, and Pill Origin both judged that he passed the trial.
And the competition between him and Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable resulted in a clear victory and defeat.
The latter no longer had any chance to make a move.
With the end of the trial, the Pill Furnace and Pill Array in front of both were removed, and the thousands of materials on Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable’s side also disappeared, leaving only an empty platform beneath his feet.
"What, what is this..."
Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable was dumbfounded, unable to process such a drastic change.
Gazing at the 162 Eighth-Grade Wind-Thunder Pills Jiang Cheng just laid out, his breath gradually became rapid.
"How, how did you do it? This is impossible!"
"Impossible thing!"
He furiously stomped, pointing at Brother Cheng and roaring loudly.
"You must have prepared the Eighth-Grade Wind-Thunder Pills in advance!"
"You cheated the Heavenly Dao; you could communicate with storage rings and alternate spaces..."
"This is cheating! This is absolutely cheating!"
Jiang Cheng couldn’t even be bothered to argue with him.
In fact, even if there were spectators, they wouldn’t agree with Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable’s statement.
How precious are Eighth-grade Imperial Pills?
Preparing 162 at once, even without knowing the contest’s subject in advance.
Is that possible?
Right now, he had already obtained the eight-grade certification of Pill Origin.
And Yi Yuan Daoist Venerable was firmly immobilized, accepting Heavenly Dao’s punishment.
Almost in the first instant, he lost the ability to speak any further.