Chapter 93: Gu Yunyun’s Fist Tightens!

When Ye Chen fled the Silver Moon Market, he took his alchemy furnace with him. The goal was simple: plenty of space and complete freedom to do as he pleased. When the first batch of Five Elements Pills was completed, the furnace lid was lifted. The fragrance of the pills immediately filled the room.

At Ye Chen’s current level, even when refining a new pill he had never made before, it was nearly impossible to fail. Seven pills flew out of the furnace.

Ye Chen took a glance at them in his hand. The Five Elements Pills were round and smooth, with five colors mixed together, creating a natural and harmonious feel.

However, this batch of pills had slightly dull colors, not vibrant enough. Moreover, the five colors were not as evenly distributed as they should be.

“Four medium-grade, three low-grade, no high-grade,” Ye Chen muttered, shaking his head as he carefully stored the pills away.

He was already preparing to continue refining. Two medium-grade pills were enough to compare to a full year’s worth of spirit Qi from the sect’s Five Elements Cave. But for Ye Chen, medium-grade pills were beneath him. If he was going to use them, they had to be top-tier.

Top-tier pills not only increased the maximum expansion of his dantian but also improved the tolerance of his meridians, which, in turn, would slightly enhance his cultivation speed.

While the increase in meridian tolerance wasn’t immediately noticeable, even a small improvement was invaluable to Ye Chen. So, he was determined to continue refining. He wouldn’t stop until he created top-tier Five Elements Pills.

By evening, Ye Chen had finally refined a high-grade Five Elements Pill. He could feel that it wouldn’t be long before he perfected the top-grade version, possibly in just a few more days.

Ye Chen was in a good mood, and his enthusiasm for cultivation was high that evening as well. In fact, the Five Elements Pills he didn’t need could be given to Lu Jing and Lin Ke’er, helping to increase their chances of breaking through to Foundation Establishment in the future. The stronger their abilities became, the better the effects of their shared cultivation would be.

However, to be honest, Ye Chen wasn’t very trusting of the two women. And as for the value of the Five Elements Pill, those who understood knew just how precious it was. If the word got out, even his master might not be able to protect him.

So, Ye Chen decided against it for now. He would wait to see in the future if any trustworthy contracts or treasures surfaced. In that case, he might be able to give some of the things he couldn’t use, but didn’t want to simply discard, to the maids. Later, he planned to go to Green Cloud Market to inquire about any potential options.

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While Ye Chen was diligently cultivating, atop Sword Peak, Gu Yunyun’s delicate face was clouded with frost. For a peak master, having a direct disciple also came with its own costs. The performance of a direct disciple directly impacted the treatment the peak master received.

Having had an easy, smooth life, and crushing her peers for so long, Gu Yunyun didn’t usually care much about such things. But if her direct disciple was utterly humiliated in the upcoming sect tournament, it would be a huge embarrassment.

That’s why Gu Yunyun had specifically urged Ye Chen to secure the Five Elements Cave spot. Even a small increase in strength would make a difference. At least that way, during the sect competition, she wouldn’t be as embarrassed. But what did she find out? Ye Chen had immediately given the spot away to someone else.

Gu Yunyun, who typically didn’t concern herself with the trivial matters of the sect, only learned of this now. Not only was her direct disciple weak, with poor talent, but he was also a simp. He even gave away the Five Elements Cave spot. This revelation made Gu Yunyun, usually calm and composed, quite angry.

She, Gu Yunyun, with a life of prestige, was the most likely in her generation to break through to the Golden Core stage. And yet, she had taken on this embarrassing disciple. A poor talent who willingly gave away resources and played the simp.

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