Chapter 281: Chapter 265: Miracle Pill from Beyond the Heavens (Part 3)

Lin Lang listened to this and was speechless. He couldn’t help but mutter:

"Can this really be blamed on me? I didn’t do anything. This is simply too unjust."

The Saintess continued:

"The materials for the Realm-Breaking Pill are already extremely precious and difficult to collect. Now, with the failure of the elixir, the materials are ruined too. I fear it won’t be possible to attempt another alchemy for a while, leaving my father’s breakthrough hopelessly delayed."

Several Elders, upon hearing this, lamented endlessly on the side, murmuring about how wonderful it would have been if the elixir had succeeded, looking as heartbroken as if they had lost some rare treasure.

At this moment, the alchemist responsible for crafting the Realm-Breaking Pill came forward, looking utterly embarrassed. With a "thud," he knelt on the ground and said with a guilty face, "This is all my fault. Please, Palace Master, punish me!"

He was well aware of the significant responsibility for the alchemy failure. As the most outstanding alchemist, he failed to complete the task and felt too ashamed to face everyone.

The students learning alchemy in the Alchemy Room also all knelt down, trembling in fear.

They were deeply aware of the severity of this incident, fearing the Palace Master’s anger would fall on them. Each hung their head, not daring to make a sound.

The Palace Master looked at the scene in front of him, feeling utterly hopeless. He shook his head helplessly and said painfully: 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"You are already the most outstanding alchemist in our Martial God Palace. If even you can’t succeed, it might just mean no one in the world can successfully craft this Realm-Breaking Pill!"

Having said that, the Palace Master stood there bitterly, as if he had suddenly lost all his vitality and spirit. The entire Alchemy Room was enveloped in a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

...

Yet Lin Lang paid no heed to the angry or hostile gazes around him. He walked straight to the severely damaged Alchemy Furnace, examining it closely. He then squatted down, picking up some herbal residue, sniffing it at his nose, and rubbing it between his fingers to feel its texture. His demeanor was highly focused, clearly analyzing something seriously.

Lin Lang was also an alchemist, and a highly gifted one at that. Encountering such a problem in alchemy naturally stirred his curiosity to investigate the cause.

Seeing Lin Lang’s actions, the originally miserable alchemist suddenly felt a surge of anger, fiercely scolding Lin Lang:

"Where did you come from, boy? What’s the point of wandering around here? Can’t you see the chaos already? Stop adding to it!"

Lin Lang, unhurriedly, stood up, brushed off the herbal dust from his hands, and looked at the alchemist, saying:

"The temperature was too low, the quality of the Alchemy Furnace was subpar, and your fire control technique was lacking, leading to the Furnace’s damage before the medicinal properties were released..."

Upon hearing this, the alchemist’s eyes widened in disbelief and then turned to rage. He trembled with anger, pointing at Lin Lang and shouting:

"Where did this kid come from? How dare you spout nonsense here! I’ve been on this alchemy path for years; do I need a young brat like you to point fingers? What do you know about alchemy!"

Lin Lang merely sneered, a trace of disdain in his eyes, and said with composure:

"As an alchemist, one must have the necessary confidence, for alchemy truly requires faith in one’s skills. However, one must also be humble and eager to learn, not remain complacent. Moreover, as a person, one must listen to advice. Even if you disagree with someone pointing out the issue, you should ponder over it instead of just getting angry."

The alchemist’s face changed instantly, turning pale and flushed, choked by Lin Lang’s words, unable to speak for a while. Yet his anger burned even more intensely.

At this point, several students, unable to hold back, jumped out to criticize Lin Lang:

"Who do you think you’re lecturing? Our master is the greatest alchemist in the world! If he can’t successfully craft the Realm-Breaking Pill, then it proves no one can! And where did you even come from, having the gall to critique here?"

Lin Lang simply smiled slightly, his eyes full of mockery, softly uttering four words:

"Frog in a well!"

"What!"

The alchemist was livid, shocked that this unknown kid would dare to insult him like that!

The Elders watching this scene secretly fumed in their hearts, muttering:

"This Lin Bulang is truly arrogant. We admit your combat skills are powerful, but the alchemy path has its own profound mysteries. Do you really think you know everything?"

"In the end, just a brainless brute, dare to advise our Martial God Palace’s alchemist, truly doesn’t know his limits!"

Though they didn’t say these words aloud, the contempt and disdain in their eyes for Lin Lang grew, and the atmosphere of the scene became even more tense, seeming like a powder keg ready to explode.

...

Yet just as everyone was full of contempt and accusation towards Lin Lang, the Saintess stepped forward. Her bright eyes revealed a glimmer of hope as she asked Lin Lang with a hint of expectation:

"Does Young Master Lin also have research in alchemy?"

Lin Lang’s expression was calm and he spoke unhurriedly, "I have dabbled a bit."

His words were understated, but to the ears of others, it sounded like he was feigning depth.