Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 1231 - 1156: The Three Great Martial Arts Geniuses of Jiangdong

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1156: The Three Great Martial Arts Geniuses of Jiangdong

A hundred bottles of elixirs! What a grand gesture! A hundred bottles of elixirs, even with ample herbal ingredients, it would take the Sect Leader of the Hundred Herbs Hall several months to concoct them personally.

This is a massive undertaking.

"The precious herbs needed for a hundred bottles of elixirs are too many for us to gather in a short time," the grey-robed elder shook his head regretfully.

The herbs needed for elixir concoction are so precious that even in the Time Pavilion, they aren’t readily available.

"There’s no need. These herbs aren’t that rare; they can be purchased in the mundane world," Ye Qingfeng shook his head, indicating that his alchemy technique was beyond comparison to the Hundred Herbs Hall.

These worthless elixirs can be made with some costly herbs from the mundane world, and the Time Pavilion can easily buy them with some money.

Available in the mundane world?

The grey-robed elder was startled. If the herbs from the mundane world can be used, then they could be acquired in any amount; this is insane.

But the grey-robed elder still instructed someone to fetch paper and pen for Ye Qingfeng. Ye Qingfeng picked up the pen and casually wrote the names and quantities of these herbs on the paper.

"Just these?" The grey-robed elder exclaimed in surprise upon taking a look.

These herbs are considered valuable in the mundane world too. Buying them in these quantities might cost tens of millions, but compared to a hundred bottles of elixirs, it’s a minuscule amount!

It’s like turning dirt into gold; the grey-robed elder looked at Ye Qingfeng in astonishment. If Ye Qingfeng could truly use these herbs for concoction, then his elixirs would be inexhaustible.

If this man could truly contribute to Huaxia’s martial arts, then the Huaxia martial artist world would truly rise.

With excitement in his heart, the grey-robed elder watched Ye Qingfeng, who remained calm and casually said, "Alright, you can prepare the herbs. I’ll naturally help you concoct them once I return from the Heavenly Spirit Pond."

After saying this, Ye Qingfeng didn’t wait for the grey-robed elder’s response and casually walked toward the martial arena below.

Below, on over ten platforms, quite a few disciples were still competing, with none more eye-catching than Wang Jinlun in his fluttering white robe.

He was the most outstanding disciple of the Xuanyu Sect, one of the Three Great Sects, and only Tu Lei and Lu Qi could rival him.

At this moment, he stood proudly on a platform in the center, his sword still unsheathed, having already defeated his opponent. Wang Jinlun’s movement technique was agile and graceful, earning nods of approval from some watching sect elders.

These ordinary disciples weren’t even qualified to make him draw his sword; everyone knew that by chance, Wang Jinlun had acquired a Peerless Sword.

Once he drew his sword, coupled with his agile and graceful swordsmanship, even Tu Lei and Lu Qi might not be his opponents.

The eyes of watching martial artists and disciples flickered with envy and admiration, believing that Wang Jinlun was likely the most formidable person under thirty in the entire Huaxia.

Seeing Ye Qingfeng descending with his two beautiful guards, the crowd felt a stir; was this man also here to participate in the Sect Competition?

They were immediately intrigued; on one side was the top genius with a Peerless Sword, Wang Jinlun, and on the other was the famed genius alchemist.

Who between these two was superior?

Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly as he walked down, having never considered Wang Jinlun a rival; he wasn’t so degraded.

In Ye Qingfeng’s eyes, such geniuses, dazzling to others, were merely ants he could easily crush, unworthy of his effort.

He was descending merely to retrieve his flying sword. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

By this time, Lin Yanran had already finished her match. She must have taken Ye Qingfeng’s elixir; originally an Advanced War Master at her peak, with the help of Ye Qingfeng’s elixir, she directly advanced to become a Peak Martial Artist.

Previously, Ye Qingfeng had given Lin Yanran an elixir, but she was reluctant to use it, intending to hand it over to her sect. However, Ye Qingfeng later gifted ten bottles of elixirs to her martial uncle, who must have definitely let Lin Yanran use them.

Lin Yanran was now standing beside Wang Jinlun, watching the other disciples compete. The two of them, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, seemed quite a good match.

Ye Qingfeng walked over directly, and Wang Jinlun’s expression slightly changed, becoming unnatural. There was nothing he could do about it; Ye Qingfeng’s achievements were too extraordinary, making this genius disciple, who once prided himself on dominating Jiangdong, lose confidence in Ye Qingfeng’s presence.

"Ye Qingfeng, you’ve finally arrived. I thought you wouldn’t come," Lin Yanran said cheerfully upon seeing Ye Qingfeng.

Originally, she greatly disliked Ye Qingfeng, thinking he was too overbearing, treating Little Yue and Piao Xue like servants. However, after Ye Qingfeng directly gifted their sect ten bottles of elixirs, she found Ye Qingfeng not so detestable anymore.

At the very least, he was generous and a great benefactor to their sect.

"Not bad, already a Peak War Master." Ye Qingfeng casually nodded, as if a senior praising a junior.

"I’ve long heard of Brother Ye’s record, facing the entire Carefree Pavilion alone, with such grandeur and dominance, indeed admirable beyond words."

Wang Jinlun, though slightly bitter inside, acknowledged Ye Qingfeng with a salute.

"You’re alright." Ye Qingfeng nodded, casually remarking.

"Thank you for your praise, Brother Ye." Hearing Ye Qingfeng’s ’you’re alright,’ Wang Jinlun wasn’t displeased; instead, he thanked Ye Qingfeng politely.

He knew that Ye Qingfeng’s record represented terrifying strength. This seemingly delicate and frail man possessed such astounding power.

"Hey, you. Can you stop acting so deep all the time? Brother Jinlun is the most formidable genius in Jiangdong, yet you say he’s just alright. Brother Jinlun is the best."

Lin Yanran, accustomed to critiquing Ye Qingfeng, couldn’t help but comment when she saw Ye Qingfeng acting like a senior before Wang Jinlun.

With extraordinary talent, grace, and modesty, Wang Jinlun appeared more like a scholarly swordsman than a martial artist, always standing up against injustice, earning Lin Yanran’s utmost admiration.

However, before Ye Qingfeng could speak, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Is he the most formidable one? Have you asked me?"

They turned to see a buzz-cut youth with a cold face approaching, his figure robust, muscles like knotted dragons, gleaming with a steel-like shine.

Tu Lei!

Like Wang Jinlun, a top genius of Jiangdong.

Behind Tu Lei stood a woman in a yellow robe; this woman was Jiangdong’s third top genius, Lu Qi!