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Silence reigned as everyone turned their gaze toward the door at the back of the courtyard.
With a creak, the door was pushed open from the inside. Chen Li slowly stepped out, looking somewhat fatigued, with dark circles under his eyes and his hair a disheveled mess, resembling a bird's nest. His once neat blue robe was now wrinkled, as if wrapped in a piece of tattered cloth.
The Ninth Rank students felt a sinking sensation in their hearts upon seeing his appearance, their tension rising. It was clear that this young man had failed in his alchemy attempt.
A slender, serious-faced student spoke in a low voice, his gaze turning icy. "It's certain; otherwise, how could he look so exhausted and dejected?"
Beside him, a triangular-faced youth clenched his fists, glaring fiercely at Chen Li. Their long-awaited hopes had been dashed once again.
Others seemed to be affected by the atmosphere as well, glancing at Chen Li and beginning to murmur among themselves. "Look at him; he must be scared. Three months have passed and fifty sets of Nourishing Spirit Pill materials—if he had succeeded, he would have come out boasting by now."
"I bet he wasted all those precious herbs and is only now dragging himself out!" The initial youth rubbed his hands together, a glimmer of greed flashing in his eyes. "If he can't produce the pills, then all those Spirit Coins I earned before should be shared!"
Shen Qingyue felt her heart drop at Chen Li's state, an ominous premonition washing over her. Could it really be that he had failed? She bit her lip, suppressing her worries and remaining silent.
Chen Li quickly noticed the murmurs around him. Rubbing his sore eyes, he scanned the crowd until his gaze landed on Shen Qingyue. "Xiao Yue, have they been bullying you?"
He rubbed his eyes again, his voice laced with fatigue and anger.
Fang Zhen was momentarily taken aback before bursting into angry laughter. "Kid, you still have the energy to care about others? Don't forget you’ve had three months and fifty sets of Nourishing Spirit Pill materials—how many did you actually manage to make? I think you just wasted all the herbs!"
At Fang Zhen's words, Chen Li seemed to remember something important. He scratched his messy hair and looked urgently at Shen Qingyue. "Speaking of which, Xiao Yue, can you quickly help me find some Porcelain Bottles?"
Shen Qingyue was taken aback by his request, confusion flickering in her eyes.
"What do you need it for?"
Chen Li replied naturally, "I'm running low on my elixir bottles."
As soon as he said this, silence reigned.
Ye Lingyun suddenly reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his voice rising sharply. "You used up all fifty sets of materials for the Nourishing Spirit Pill?"
After saying this, he felt something was off, so he cooled his expression and glared with a sinister look in his eyes. "Are you still lying when death is at your doorstep? How many elixirs did you actually refine? Show us!"
The surrounding Ninth Level Students also snapped out of their shock and began to chime in. "Yeah, if you have the ability, show us the elixirs you refined! How could you possibly run out of Porcelain Bottles? I think you're just trying to sneak away!"
Seeing the insistence of the crowd to see the elixirs, Chen Li couldn't help but sigh. He spread his hands helplessly, his eyes sparkling. "Do you really want to see them?"
"Yes!" the crowd replied decisively.
Chen Li scanned the group, a playful smile creeping onto his lips. "Alright then. But everyone step back a bit; after all, I've refined quite a few."
Watching Chen Li's serious demeanor, Ye Lingyun felt a hint of unease rising within him. "Quite a few? How many is that?"
Chen Li didn't answer but instead began pulling one Porcelain Bottle after another from his storage bag and placing them on the ground.
One, two, three...
The Porcelain Bottles kept multiplying until they formed a small mountain.
The Ninth Level Students stared in disbelief, each one wide-eyed and slack-jawed as if they had seen a ghost.
"How is this possible?"
Fifty sets of materials for the Nourishing Spirit Pill—how could he possibly have refined so many elixirs? Even Fang Zhen, who had originally come to confront him, found it hard to swallow and asked tremulously, "How many bottles are there?"
Chen Li smiled slightly and held up five fingers. "Fifty bottles, five pills each—totaling one hundred fifty Nourishing Spirit Pills. I still have another hundred fifty in my training room, making it five hundred in total."
Five hundred? Fang Zhen felt his head buzzing and nearly fainted.
The other students wore expressions of shock and disbelief as they looked at Chen Li. Was this kid even human? Fifty sets of materials, and he had produced five hundred Nourishing Spirit Pills? The pill yield was simply terrifying!
Ye Lingyun stood to the side, his face pale, fists clenched so tightly that they cracked. He had originally thought that Chen Li would undoubtedly lose, but to his surprise, he had given him such a huge shock. Five Nourishing Spirit Pills—what did that even mean? It meant that Chen Li could cultivate a large number of experts in a short time!
If these pills fell into the hands of a Spirit General, he would undoubtedly rise straight to the rank of a First-Rank Spirit General! With this thought, a strong sense of jealousy and resentment surged within Ye Lingyun. He glared coldly at Chen Li, silently vowing that he would do whatever it took to seize all those pills!
Just then, Chen Li suddenly turned to Ye Lingyun and said with a smirk, "Brother Ye, you don't look so well. Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to take a look for you?"
Ye Lingyun's heart sank. He suppressed his anger and forced a smile as he replied, "No need, I'm fine."
Chen Li shrugged and ignored him. A mountain of Nourishing Spirit Pills piled up before them, reflecting a lustrous sheen under the sunlight that dazzled the eyes.
Seeing this, Shen Qingyue's previously furrowed brows relaxed, and the worry on her face vanished, replaced by a brilliant smile. This smile was particularly radiant on her usually cool face, like snow melting in spring, stunning everyone present.
"Brother, just wait! I'll get you some pill bottles right now!" Shen Qingyue raised her voice significantly, her tone betraying her excitement and pride.
With that, she turned and dashed toward her room, her light steps resembling those of a joyful butterfly.
Ye Lingyun snapped back to reality. The Ninth Level Students who had originally been eager to teach Chen Li a lesson now looked at him with softened expressions, some even gazing at him with excitement. The sense of crisis in Ye Lingyun's heart intensified. He knew that if he didn't speak up soon, even the helpers he had brought would be swayed.
Immediately, he took the lead in speaking up to try to regain control of the situation: "Chen Li, stop pretending! With fifty sets of materials, how could you possibly produce five hundred pills? Clearly, you're just trying to deceive everyone here!"
Chen Li rolled her eyes, looking at Ye Lingyun with a face full of helplessness, as if she were staring at someone mentally challenged.
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