Whoosh!

Just at that moment, a sound of tearing through the air rose, Yan Hu carrying Sun Liang arrived at Jiang Chen's side.

"Mr. Sun!" Seeing Sun Liang's condition, Lu Chengfeng's complexion changed, and he cried out in alarm.

Sun Liang had already lost consciousness, his body covered in blood, his chest caved in, and his face pale without the slightest hint of color.

"Young Master, he's not going to last much longer!" Yan Hu spoke softly.

Jiang Chen reached out to feel Sun Liang's pulse, checking his injuries.

"How is this possible?! How could you possibly have saved someone? And where is Elder Li?" Chen Kun's complexion turned completely pale.

Just now, Jiang Chen had displayed his strength; although Chen Kun was shocked, he was not yet in a state of despair because he had pinned his hopes on the ninth elder, Li Zhentian, thinking Yan Hu might not be a match for him. As long as Li Zhentian could capture Sun Liang and Yan Hu, they would have leverage in negotiations.

But now, Yan Hu had rescued the man, completely shattering his last trump card!

Yan Hu glanced at Chen Kun and said nonchalantly, "Are you talking about that old man who used palm strikes? I killed him!"

"Killed? How is that possible? How could you possibly be a match for Elder Li? Are you also an Ancient Martial Artist?" Chen Kun was shockingly incredulous, shouting out loud.

Jiang Chen's brow furrowed and he reprimanded in a low voice, "Silence!"

Hum!

Upon hearing that, Yan Hu's gaze turned cold, a soaring aura emanated from his body, pressing down fiercely on Chen Kun.

"Semi Venerable?!"

Thump!

Chen Kun cried out, his heart filled with horror. His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, his complexion terrifyingly pale, with a look of panic overflowing his eyes.

How could this happen?

How could such a young Semi-Venerable appear?

Who...who exactly are these people? Who have I provoked?

Chen Kun wanted to cry but had no tears; he was filled with extreme regret. If he had known earlier that Lu Chengfeng was acquainted with such powerful individuals, even at the risk of being scolded by the Sect Master, he wouldn't have been so eager to claim this merit.

Now, he wasn't even sure if he would have the chance to be scolded by the Sect Master. To receive the Sect Master's reprimand, first, he must stay alive!

"This guy's wounds are indeed severe, but this might also be an opportunity for him!" After checking Sun Liang's injuries, Jiang Chen let out a light sigh of relief.

"Mr. Jiang, you mean... Mr. Sun can be saved, right?" Lu Chengfeng quickly asked, his face full of hope as he looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly, "If it weren't for the time at the Lou Family, when they gave me a large amount of Spiritual Medicine to help the Lou Family Patriarch heal, he might be dead already!"

"Elixir-making?!" Lu Chengfeng stared dumbfounded at Jiang Chen.

"Mr. Jiang, you… you are an Alchemist too?!" Mo Tiancheng cried out in shock, his face full of disbelief, and his heart wailed.

An Alchemist?!

This guy is also an Alchemist?!

With such strength, such high control over power, an Ancient Martial Artist, and also an Alchemist?!

This...you treacherous heavens, do you even let others live?!

Alchemist? That young man is an alchemist?

Chen Kun's gaze changed, he looked at Jiang Chen in shock, and on impulse, he shouted out loud, "Sir, you're an alchemist, right? Here at Youming Hall, we have a third-level alchemist. As long as you're willing to join our Youming Hall, I can ask the Sect Master for permission to let Master Kugao personally teach you the art of pill concoction!"

"Third-level alchemist?"

Allowing Yan Hu to place Sun Liang on the hood of the Bentley, Jiang Chen fed Sun Liang a healing pill and while performing acupuncture, he looked at Chen Kun with a puzzled expression, "There are different levels for alchemists?"

"Of course!"

Seeing Jiang Chen's apparent interest, Chen Kun felt delight in his heart and attempted to stand up.

Hum!

Awe once again descended, forcing him to kneel on the ground again.

Chen Kun's complexion changed, and his mind was somewhat astonished. How could this old monster not even know about the levels of alchemy?

However, he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"Alchemists are divided into four levels. Those who can concoct ordinary healing pills are first-level alchemists, while those who can make pills that expedite the recovery of Inner Qi are second-level alchemists."

Then, he looked up at Jiang Chen, arrogantly saying, "As for reaching third-level alchemist status, one must be able to concoct the Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixir. Only then can one be called a third-level pill master. Our Sect's Master Kugao can concoct two grade-one Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixirs in one go, and sometimes, when his condition is good, he can even concoct a grade-two elixir in one go!"

"Grade one, grade two?" Jiang Chen was somewhat bewildered, a look of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

In his dream memories, alchemists were divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and man, and so too were the pills.

Therefore, he became interested in what Chen Kun said, wanting to see how the alchemists of the present Martial Dao World were classified.

But when he heard that so-called third-level alchemists could only concoct Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixirs, his disappointment had set in.

In his dream memories, not to mention being able to concoct Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixirs, even a pill master who could concoct Polyporus Barrier Breaking Elixirs like he could at that moment, was merely a peak human-level alchemist.

"Yes, the quality of pills is divided into different grades!"

As he saw the perplexity on Jiang Chen's face, Chen Kun became even more delighted. Although Jiang Chen was an old monster, he was but a fledgling in the field of alchemy.

Such a person was more easily tempted by the prospect of being personally guided by a high-level Alchemist.

So, Chen Kun knelt on the ground, enthusiastically explaining to Jiang Chen, "Pills are sorted into four grades based on the number of pill mirages they sport. A pill with a single halo is a grade-one pill, and so forth, up to a pill with four halos, which is the highest, a grade-four pill! Having Master Kugao being able to concoct a grade-two Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixir means he has reached the level of a mid-stage third-level pill master!"

"I see! So your Sect's Master Kugao is quite terrible then!" After hearing Chen Kun's words, Jiang Chen completely lost interest in the alchemists of the Martial Dao World.

In the dream memories, the classification of pills was divided into heaven, earth, and man, with four grades within each level, making twelve grades in total. While the grading of pills was similar to that of the Martial Dao World, the highest-grade pills of this world were merely peak human-level, or grade-four, pills.

This... was indeed very LOW!

But where did the division of classes for alchemists and pills in these dream memories come from?

A trace of curiosity surfaced in Jiang Chen's heart.

"What? You dare to call our Sect's Master Kugao trash? He was the runner-up in the Elixir Valley pill concoction competition ten years ago, second only to the current ninth elder of Elixir Valley, a pill master!"

Chen Kun looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief, his eyes showing the same look one would give an unsophisticated country bumpkin. Clearly, he thought that Jiang Chen did not understand how difficult it was to concoct a Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixir.

This old monster probably hasn't come out in many years and doesn't know what status an alchemist capable of concocting Purple Flame Breakthrough Elixirs holds in the Martial Dao World!

"According to what you're saying, that pill master from Elixir Valley isn't much either!"

Jiang Chen curled his lips, finished the acupuncture session, reached into his pocket, took out a porcelain bottle, and poured out a pill to push into Sun Liang's mouth.

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