The Strongest Urban Son-in-law

Chapter 1700 - 1728: Sweeping Through

"Boom!" A muffled sound echoed from within the Alchemy Furnace, and the herbs inside the Furnace Tripod were completely destroyed.

The Alchemy Master in front of Furnace Tripod No. 1 also lost the competition to Ye Feng, and everyone looked at Ye Feng with shock.

Ye Feng’s method indeed would shatter everyone’s composure, as he easily determined the type of pill the opponent was crafting. Subsequently, without using the Furnace Tripod, he used his bare hands, and within less than ten breaths, he crafted the same pill the opponent was making, and it was even a super-grade pill, truly making them lose confidence in continuing their alchemy.

However, Ye Feng remained calm and composed, as if he had done something incredibly simple, and slowly walked towards Furnace Tripod No. 2. In no time, Ye Feng reached the Alchemy Master by the second Furnace Tripod.

Ye Feng looked at the herbs inside the Furnace Tripod and then said indifferently, "Peace Pill?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng again gathered the True Essence Flame in his palm, throwing the herbs continuously into the True Essence Flame in his hand, executing one hand seal after another, as if they were afterimages, repeatedly appearing and being cast into the flames, with the herbs quickly refining and their potency being extracted.

"Crackling~" The sound kept echoing, as Ye Feng casually crafted the pills like stir-frying vegetables.

Soon after, Ye Feng began to form the pills, and then the pills were completed, once again taking less than ten breaths for Ye Feng to craft a pill, which made the Alchemy Master in front of Furnace Tripod No. 2 instantly despondent, murmuring, "I lost."

"Boom!" The Alchemy Master in front of Furnace Tripod No. 2 directly gave up on continuing the alchemy. After abandoning the crafting, the herbs in the Alchemy Furnace exploded, the strong impact affecting the second Alchemy Master.

"Wow!" The second Alchemy Master spat out a mouthful of blood, a pained expression in his eyes, losing the competition.

Ye Feng moved on to the third Alchemy Master, quickly discerning what kind of pill they were crafting.

"Heart Protecting Pill... Heavenly Dragon Pill... Snake Bear Pill..." Ye Feng walked past each Alchemy Master, effortlessly identifying the pill they were crafting, and then casually crafting the same pills.

Those present were utterly dumbfounded, eyes wide, mouths agape, feeling utterly incredulous, as if they were dreaming. Every time Ye Feng approached an Alchemy Master, he would effortlessly recognize the pill they were crafting, then within less than ten breaths, craft an identical pill.

One by one, the Alchemy Masters sank into despair, abandoning the competition with Ye Feng, with Alchemy Furnaces exploding continuously, the surrounding onlookers looking extremely grim, never having expected things to turn out this way.

As the Alchemy Furnaces kept exploding, within less than the time of a stick of incense, Ye Feng had already effortlessly defeated fifty Alchemy Masters, with over half of the Alchemy Masters having lost to Ye Feng in such a short time.

People looked at Ye Feng as though looking at a monster, finding it utterly unbelievable.

The speed and quality of Ye Feng’s alchemy were beyond their imagination.

At this moment, the remaining Alchemy Masters on the Alchemy Square were at least second-tier Dao Level Alchemy Masters.

Looking at those Alchemy Masters on the Alchemy Square, a worried look appeared in Dan Xuan’s eyes as he asked Pill Hall Master Lu Feng, "Hall Master, it seems we underestimated Ye Feng. At this rate, we will lose!"

However, the Pill Hall Master remained calm and composed, without a hint of anxiety, confidently saying, "Don’t worry, we won’t lose. Just watch..."

Though he said so, everyone remained tense and curious, as Ye Feng’s displayed alchemy skills were so terrifying, with techniques so exaggerated that an alchemical Furnace Tripod wasn’t even necessary, leaving them very curious as to what trump card Lu Feng held.

Ye Feng remained unfazed, walking from one Alchemy Master to another, identifying the pills they were crafting.

"Bone Cleansing Pill, Spirit Cleansing Pill..." Ye Feng effortlessly crafted these pills within less than ten breaths, continually defeating Alchemy Master after Alchemy Master, leaving everyone feeling as if they were in a dream.

No one had ever seen an Alchemy Master with such astonishing speed, until now with Ye Feng.

The Alchemy Masters kept falling, and soon, another stick of incense’s time passed.

Now, there were only eight people left on the Alchemy Square, all of whom were Pill Hall elders.

The eight elders of the Pill Hall, each having reached the fourth-tier Dao Level in alchemy, were extremely formidable.

Such a level was already considered absolutely top-tier on the Spirit Martial Continent, yet at this moment, beads of sweat were trickling down the foreheads of the eight elders, even though Ye Feng hadn’t faced them yet.

They could already feel Ye Feng’s power. Approaching the eight elders, Ye Feng looked at the pills they were crafting, then stated each elder’s targeted pill.

Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, the eight elders’ faces became extremely grim, sweat having already soaked their backs.

They could never have imagined in their wildest dreams that Ye Feng would be this powerful, as he swiftly urged his True Essence Flame.

Subsequently, Ye Feng controlled the True Essence Flame, rapidly crafting pills, though this time, his speed lessened.

Even with Ye Feng’s current slower speed, not even a tenth of before, his pill-crafting speed remained exceptionally swift, his hand seals so fast they were barely perceptible even to the eye.

"Crackling~" The herbs continuously exploded, like stir-frying vegetables, with waves of pill fragrance disseminating into the air. Soon, half an hour passed.

Then, pill after pill appeared in Ye Feng’s hands, and the crowd immediately erupted in shock.

"Crafting eight types of pills simultaneously, how is that possible!"