Attack

With a plan in mind, Zhao Li began to act.

Inside Holy Pill City, in tea houses, restaurants, inns...

In places with large crowds, a well-informed passerby would occasionally appear, speaking of inside information from the Pill Convention, as if they had witnessed it firsthand.

...

More than two hours later, Zhao Li returned to the Little Pill Tower Pavilion:

"That should be enough. Now we just wait for things to ferment and let Hun Xuzi mess himself up."

Thinking this, Zhao Li put on an anxious expression again and went to find Old Huang, saying directly:

"Old Huang, on my way here, I heard many people saying that someone from the Soul Hall was planted in the Pill Tower, which is why they could seal off the Pill Realm without a sound. When I asked further, I found out it was the families whose talented young descendants had died who were spreading the rumors. What should we do now?"

What Zhao Li said was essentially the truth. Although the Pill Tower had handled the incident in the Pill Realm relatively well, there was no solution in the world that could satisfy everyone. There were many people like the Dan Clan's old servant.

Hearing this, Old Huang's heart stirred slightly. He recalled discovering Zixu in the Pill Realm and the scene of him eagerly trying to kill witnesses. A hint of suspicion arose in his heart:

Could he also be from the Soul Hall? No, more than two hundred years ago, he was just a Little Guy. There's no way he could have hidden it from me.

Suddenly, Old Huang's face changed drastically:

"That's not right!! In two hundred years, he actually broke through levels as easily as drinking water, and now he's at the Dou Sheng level! This isn't talent a normal person possesses!"

Ever since Zixu showed extremely strong alchemy talent in the Pill Tower and he took him as a disciple, although resources and Cultivation Techniques were all available, his terrifying Cultivation Speed was still somewhat outrageous. It's just that before, he only thought he was exceptionally talented and was extremely pleased, feeling like he finally had a successor!

Of course, Old Huang didn't rule out the possibility of others having extraordinary talent. The Dou Qi Continent was very large, and Old Huang also knew that there were indeed many geniuses whose cultivation wasn't much harder than eating and drinking. He was like that when he was young.

Old Huang thought about various possibilities, his face changing repeatedly.

Seeing this, Zhao Li felt a little strange:

What's going on? This matter was discussed long ago. Old Huang shouldn't be reacting so strongly. Is there some hidden reason?

He just wanted to take the opportunity to bring up the arrangements he had made. Seeing Old Huang's big reaction, he became curious instead, but he didn't go off on a tangent. He called out a few times:

"Old Huang, Old Huang? What's wrong?"

Zhao Li naturally didn't know what Old Huang had encountered in the Pill Realm. His arrangements, by chance, had an excellent effect, planting a seed of suspicion in Old Huang's heart.

Old Huang came back to his senses, sighed softly, and said:

"Let them say what they want. It was our dereliction of duty that caused them to bury their children. It's good to let them vent their emotions, but we also need to be careful that they aren't being used by someone with ulterior motives."

Old Huang reminded Zhao Li that on the Dou Qi Continent, conscience was the cheapest thing. As long as there was a possibility, anything could be exploited.

As he spoke, he also felt some sorrow and guilt. It was precisely because he had valued the rules of the Pill Convention and the reputation of the Pill Tower so highly that he stopped those who wanted to investigate when he discovered something was wrong, leading to this result.

Hearing this, Zhao Li nodded. Seeing Old Huang's low spirits, he offered a few words of comfort:

"No one knew that the Soul Hall was so audacious, daring to send people to intercept Alchemists in the Pill Realm. You don't need to blame yourself so much."

In previous Pill Conventions, such a thing had never happened.

Old Huang shook his head:

"I'm fine. You should go back first."

He felt a bit frustrated. It seemed like a string of annoying things had suddenly popped up recently.

Everything that needed to be said had been said. Zhao Li took his leave and simply waited for the result.

Time flowed by, and the night grew deeper.

In the Little Pill Tower Pavilion, a dull sound suddenly erupted out of nowhere, startling Zhao Li awake:

What happened?

Calming the surging Dou Qi within his body with a thought, Zhao Li opened his eyes, a look of confusion on his face.

Without thinking too much, he flashed out of the room.

In the air, several figures stood suspended. On one side was Old Huang alone, and the other two people, Zhao Li had never seen before.

A bad premonition arose in Zhao Li's heart.

Zhao Li's sudden appearance attracted Hun Xuzi's attention. A surge of anger welled up in his heart:

"You brat, if it weren't for you, I could have taken over the Little Pill Tower step by step and made the so-called Alchemist Holy Land a powerful supply for my Soul Clan. Now, all these changes are because of you. Die!"

Hun Xuzi attacked in anger!

He couldn't help but lose his composure. Alchemists, especially high-level Alchemists, were extremely important to the development of the Soul Clan!

And the Pill Tower had a strong symbolic significance among all Alchemists. As long as they controlled the Pill Tower, it was equivalent to controlling this unique resource of Alchemists.

As a Ninth Grade Great Grandmaster Alchemist, he understood the immense influence this organization could have. But just as his two hundred years of planning were about to succeed, a Zhao Li suddenly appeared, almost rendering his century-long plan useless.

He threw a punch, and The Void shattered layer by layer, then repaired itself, only to shatter again, repeating endlessly...

Facing Hun Xuzi's attack, Zhao Li felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

Even though his Cultivation Technique was perfected and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were all strong, he still felt the threat of death from this punch.

Zhao Li didn't dare to hold anything back. He instantly merged into The Void. He was still in the same spot, but his figure was slightly more ethereal than before.

As he moved his hands, he had already mobilized the maximum energy he could control, forming a massive energy tide that surged towards Hun Xuzi's fist.

The greatest sound is silence!

The two massive energy waves collided without the expected deafening roar. Instead, large swathes of The Void were torn open, taking a long time to mend!

The space around Zhao Li trembled, rippling like water splashed across a mirror.

Pfft—

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Li took advantage of the momentum to retreat a considerable distance before finally recovering.

"As expected of a Dou Sheng expert. That energy just now could have crushed even a Half-Saint, yet it only managed to momentarily block his attack."

Though Zhao Li had long known the power of a Dou Sheng expert, his heart was still filled with shock.

Of course, Zhao Li didn't know that Hun Xuzi had recently broken through to Four-Star Dou Sheng, entering the Dou Sheng Mid-Stage, which was a world of difference from before.

Zhao Li steadied himself and looked at the battlefield.

Old Huang had already stepped in to block the two Soul Clan Dou Sheng and didn't seem to be struggling much.

Seeing the resentment filling Hun Xuzi's eyes, Old Huang let out a soft sigh, followed by an angry roar:

"Sigh~ I never thought that in these two hundred years, I would teach such a beast!"

At the Dou Sheng level, even within the same star rank, there was a huge disparity. Despite Hun Xuzi feeling confident after breaking through to Four-Star and gaining some leverage, he was still suppressed by Old Huang. Hearing this, he became even more enraged and said coldly:

"Teach me? Take a look at yourself, are you worthy?"

Hun Xuzi was full of disdain. If not for the clan's grand plan, why would he call Huang Wen his teacher? Especially after he advanced to Dou Sheng and entered the Ninth Grade, Huang Wen had nothing left to teach him.

Hun Xuzi's disdainful expression and indifferent words made Old Huang's heart ache even more.

Over two hundred years, even a dog would develop feelings, let alone a disciple who was perfectly disguised and almost flawless. Even now, he was unwilling to kill him, choosing only to hold the two back while simultaneously preventing the battle's aftershocks from destroying the Little Pill Tower.

Beside Zhao Li, the Venerable Elders of the Pill Tower appeared one after another. They had also been alerted by the massive commotion.

"What's happening? Why are they fighting? Zixu is actually this strong? Zhao Li, what happened here?"

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