Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 90 Farewell to Sangcheng

However, there was one thing Mo Wuyou didn't mention: a grandmaster-level alchemist would not refine low-grade pills. Moreover, the cost of hiring an alchemist of that level was unimaginable.

There are naturally alchemy masters in the Seven Star Merchant Alliance. Each of those old guys has a strange temper and is arrogant. Even the vice leaders treat them with great respect.

Asking them to refine pills below the Golden Core stage is simply impossible. In the words of those old guys, it would be an insult to a master alchemist...

"Since that's the case, I'll just ask directly. According to what you said about the alchemy master level, how would it compare to a drop of Qi Refining Oil in this bottle of mine if he were to refine a Qi Refining Pill?" Du Fan's eyes flashed, with a hint of coaxing.

"Naturally, it cannot be compared." Mo Wuyou had to admit this.

"Then may I ask another question? Senior, how long does it take for a so-called alchemy master to refine a high-grade pill, and what is the success rate?" Du Fan's eyes flashed as he asked again.

"If it's a pill for the Golden Core stage or above, it will take at least three to five days. As for the success rate, reaching around 60% is considered extremely high," Mo Wuyou said truthfully after a moment's thought, his expression extremely solemn.

"Thank you for informing me, Senior Mo. However, my pills and essential oils are not that complicated. Just give me enough materials and equipment, and allow me to experiment a few more times."

"With the same type of elixir, once successful, every subsequent attempt will be successful. In other words, my success rate for elixir essential oils is 100%, and the time it takes is at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to prepare this small bottle."

Du Fan smiled slightly and said this.

Although Mo Wuyou was somewhat prepared, she was still taken aback by Du Fan's words.

At this moment, he could no longer remain calm. He abruptly stood up, his gaze sharp as lightning, staring at Du Fan. At the same time, the powerful spiritual pressure of his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation was released, enveloping Du Fan's entire body. He said, word by word, "Is this true?"

"I swear on my life!"

Under the spiritual pressure from the other party, Du Fan could hardly breathe. He felt extremely uncomfortable and suppressed all over his body. His hands gripped the edge of the chair tightly, and cold sweat had already seeped out. However, he still met Mo Wuyou's sharp gaze and spoke without hesitation.

"I will believe you for now, but if there is even the slightest falsehood, you will die a terrible death." After more than ten breaths, Mo Wuyou withdrew his spiritual pressure, his expression filled with excitement, and sat down again.

"Next, let's talk about the most crucial issue, which I think you have already considered, but have not yet brought up. So, I will explain it directly."

If it were just Qi Refining Oil, even if its medicinal properties were extraordinary, it wouldn't be worth much attention from you, senior. The problem is, since I can make Qi Refining Oil, can I also refine high-level pills above the Golden Core stage, just like I did with Qi Refining Oil?

I can promise you that, given enough materials and time, I can still prepare it. I think that's my greatest value.

Seeing this, Du Fan knew that he had finally persuaded the other party, and he was completely relieved. He then revealed his final trump card, which was also his greatest reliance in this move.

"Fellow Daoist Du has indeed persuaded me. This matter is of great importance and far-reaching significance. I cannot make a decision on my own yet. I must send this message back to the Grand Alliance and await their decision. As for this bottle of Qi-refining essential oil, Fellow Daoist, you would not mind if I used it, would you?"

Mo Wuyou remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, saying this.

"No problem, Senior Mo, please feel free to take it. Then, we will trouble you to make the arrangements for us." Du Fan let out a long breath and bowed to Mo Wuyou with clasped hands.

"This matter is easy to discuss. Fellow Daoist Du is now a distinguished guest of the Seven Star Merchant Alliance. No matter what the main alliance decides in the end, I can guarantee your safety. You can rest assured about that. As for Ye Feng, it depends on his own decision."

Mo Wuyou gave Du Fan a big guarantee, but he didn't seem to be sure about Ye Feng.

"Senior Mo, what do you mean by that?" Du Fan frowned and asked upon hearing this.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Du, please don't misunderstand. Please come down with me first, and you'll know soon enough." Mo Wuyou smiled slightly, said nothing more, and then led Du Fan out of the private room.

……

Mo Wuyou, Du Fan, Ye Feng, and the two Foundation Establishment deacons of the Burial Ghost Sect stood together again.

"This Fellow Daoist Du is a distinguished guest of our Seven Star Merchant Alliance. Our alliance has an obligation to protect him. Do you two have any objections?" Mo Wuyou glanced at Feng Ximing and the middle-aged man in black robes and said expressionlessly.

Seeing the other party's attitude and the meaning behind their words, Feng Ximing and his companion were naturally furious, but after some thought, they forced themselves to suppress their anger.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, since this young man is a guest of your esteemed alliance, our Burial Ghost Sect must give him some face. However, Ye Feng is a person specifically requested by the Illusion Cloud Sect. I hope you will not make things difficult for us. Here, I, Feng, thank you in advance."

A moment later, Feng Ximing's eyes flashed, he cupped his hands and said very politely that in his heart, Du Fan was a dispensable person, and there was no need to offend such a terrifying existence as the Seven Star Merchant Alliance for this person.

Upon hearing this, Du Fan looked at Mo Wuyou with a worried expression.

Mo Wuyou smiled slightly at Du Fan, indicating that he didn't need to worry, then turned to Ye Feng and said, "Young friend Ye, the Seven Star Merchant Alliance can protect you, but could you please hear what I have to say before making a decision?"

"Please speak, senior."

Who is Ye Feng? Mo Wuyou's attitude at this moment is completely different from before. Although he doesn't know how Du Fan did it, he thinks that the two must have reached some kind of agreement. Therefore, his words at this moment are also very polite.

"I learned through special channels within the alliance that some unexpected events occurred during the battle at Daming Mountain that day. As for the specifics, you don't need to know."

In short, the final result is that, apart from your Ye family patriarch Ye Qingyun and Kongsang Sect leader He Yinghua who escaped, everyone else has submitted to Huanyun Sect.

According to intelligence, Senior Ye will probably not return to the Ye family again after this.

After the great war, as the defeated party, I don't need to elaborate on the current situation of the Ye family. If you are not here, it will inevitably implicate the entire family, and even annihilation is not impossible.

"Of course, if you are willing to take this opportunity to join the Illusion Cloud Sect, with your exceptional talent, the entire sect will certainly value and nurture you. As long as you are there, preserving the family from destruction will not be a difficult task."

Mo Wuyou spoke slowly, and his words were quite sincere.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior!" Upon hearing this, Ye Feng remained silent for a long time, took a deep breath, bowed deeply to Mo Wuyou, and said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Ximing and the middle-aged man in black robes finally breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party had forcibly detained Ye Feng, they would not have dared to directly take him away, as the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Du Fan sighed inwardly. There was no need to say anything more at this point. Based on his understanding of Ye Feng, he knew that Ye Feng had already made his decision.

"I have some things to discuss with Brother Du privately, and I hope you can grant my request," Ye Feng said respectfully to Mo Wuyou, bowing again.

"No problem." Mo Wuyou flicked his wrist, and a jade ruyi appeared out of thin air in his hand. The object was pitch black, with a shimmering dark light.

After Mo Wuyou infused it with some magic power, he tossed it into the air, and the jade ruyi floated in mid-air.

Suddenly, the object emitted a brilliant black light, and at the same time, a ring of light descended. This ring was also pitch black, and neither divine sense nor sight could detect it.

"This method contains an isolation barrier, which not only blocks divine sense and sight, but also soundproofs. You two can go in and explain whatever you need to do. As for outsiders, with me here, you naturally don't need to worry about them."

Mo Wuyou smiled slightly, glanced at the two Foundation Establishment experts from the Burial Ghost Sect, and then spoke to Ye Feng with a gentle expression.

"Thank you very much, senior." Ye Feng cupped his hands in thanks and stepped into the black light curtain first.

Seeing this, Du Fan went in without saying a word.

After Du Fan entered, Ye Feng didn't waste any words and said directly, "Brother Du, I'm entrusting these two treasures of the Kongsang Sect to you for safekeeping."

Ye Feng stuffed a withered branch and a small insect into Du Fan's hand. They were the two treasures of the Kongsang Sect: Kongsang leaf and Xuanmu silkworm.

"Brother Ye, what is the meaning of this?" Du Fan looked at the two objects in his hand and was taken aback. He asked in surprise.

"I am determined to join the Illusion Cloud Sect. If I keep these two treasures with me, I will not be able to keep them. I can only entrust them to you for the time being. If there is another opportunity in the future, you can hand them over to the Kongsang Sect."

"If that day never comes, consider this a gift from me. This jade slip contains detailed information about the two treasures; please keep it safe." Ye Feng explained solemnly before taking out a jade slip and handing it to Du Fan.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Du Fan no longer refused. He took out a few spiritual herbs from his storage bag, made some room, and put the three items away.

"Brother Ye, I don't need to say anything more. Take care!" Du Fan took a deep breath, looked at Ye Feng, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Haha, that's right! We brothers will definitely meet again someday, no need to be so sentimental here. Then we can drink, eat meat, and admire the beauties together!" Ye Feng suddenly laughed heartily, patted Du Fan on the shoulder, and walked out of the barrier without looking back.

Watching Ye Feng's retreating figure, Du Fan's expression was complicated. He stood still, not leaving immediately.

After a long while, the protective light barrier surrounding him quietly dissipated, and Ye Feng was nowhere to be seen in the shop. At the same time, the two Foundation Establishment deacons of the Burial Ghost Sect also disappeared.

At this moment, Du Fan recalled some of his past experiences in the Kongsang Sect over the past year, and those familiar faces appeared in his mind like microcosms, making him sigh with emotion. After a long while, he let out a soft sigh.