Immortal God of War-Chapter 728 - 693: Stop Being an Eyesore _1

"Really?" Fatty looked at Sun Dahai with suspicion.

"I tell you, my Treasure Pavilion never engages in deception! If you dare to question my Treasure Pavilion again, don’t blame me for flipping out right here!" Sun Dahai said angrily.

Qin Feiyang observed Sun Dahai. Seeing no signs of deceit, he smiled. "The Treasure Pavilion’s reputation is indeed trustworthy. How many drops are there in total?"

Sun Dahai breathed a sigh of relief. "Ten drops."

"That’s all?" Fatty frowned.

"Damn it! Do you even know what this is? Do you think it’s as common as radishes and cabbages?" Sun Dahai was so angry he was huffing and puffing. He now understood clearly that he absolutely couldn’t talk too much with this fellow; the more he spoke, the angrier he got.

"Hehe, if it were radishes and cabbages, we wouldn’t have come to you!" Fatty chuckled wickedly. Seeing Sun Dahai fuming, Fatty felt particularly pleased. Obviously, he was still holding a grudge about Sun Dahai kicking him out of the Grand Pavilion three days ago.

"I don’t want to waste my breath on you." Sun Dahai glanced coldly at Fatty, then turned to Qin Feiyang and smiled. "Little brother, are you satisfied?"

"Yes." Qin Feiyang nodded, closed the bottle cap, and put the jade bottle into his Qiankun Bag. Throughout, his expression remained calm.

Then, he took out nine Potential Elixirs and placed them on the tea table.

Sun Dahai immediately pounced on them, cradling them carefully, his old eyes gleaming with greed. Suddenly, he frowned, looked at Qin Feiyang, and said, "That’s not right. How come there are only nine? Shouldn’t it be ten?"

Fatty frowned. "Doesn’t the one we gave you first count?"

"This..." Sun Dahai’s face froze. He forced a laugh. "Can’t you give one more?"

Fatty grabbed the Qiankun Bag on the tea table and laughed. "Then, can you give these medicinal materials to us for free?"

Sun Dahai’s face turned green instantly. What a joke! These medicinal materials are worth more than five hundred billion!

Fatty then said cunningly, "To tell you the truth, we don’t have the money to pay right now."

"What?" Sun Dahai’s expression changed. Buying medicinal materials without money? No! They even have Potential Elixirs; how could they possibly be out of money? He looked helplessly at Fatty. "Brother, can you stop making these kinds of jokes?"

"He’s not joking this time. We really don’t have any money left, but..." Qin Feiyang took out another four Potential Elixirs and smiled. "Help me auction these. That should be enough to cover the cost of the medicinal materials."

"Is it enough?" Sun Dahai frowned.

Qin Feiyang smiled. "If it’s not enough, we’ll discuss it then."

Sun Dahai’s frown relaxed, and he chuckled. "With your words, I’m reassured. But about the commission..."

Qin Feiyang said, "The commission will be deducted according to the Treasure Pavilion’s rules. However, I have a small request."

Sun Dahai was thrilled. He quickly put away the four Potential Elixirs before asking, "What request?"

Qin Feiyang said, "When the Potential Elixirs are auctioned, announce publicly that I refined them."

"That’s no problem." Sun Dahai nodded. "May I ask for your esteemed name, little brother?"

"Qin Feiyang." After giving his name, Qin Feiyang opened a portal and left with Fatty.

"Qin Feiyang?" Sun Dahai was stunned. His surname is Qin. Could he be a member of the Imperial Palace? But by the time he recovered and wanted to ask, Qin Feiyang and Fatty had already departed.

"It shouldn’t be... I know almost everyone in the Imperial Palace, and I’ve never heard the name Qin Feiyang... Besides, if he were truly from the Imperial Palace, he wouldn’t auction Potential Elixirs in my Treasure Pavilion; he’d hand them over to the palace treasury directly... But who exactly is he, to be able to refine such a heaven-defying elixir?" Sun Dahai furrowed his brows, completely puzzled.

「Elixir Palace!」

As soon as Qin Feiyang and Fatty returned, they heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Fatty frowned. "Who is it?" As he spoke, he took a Restoration Pill and reverted to his true appearance.

Qin Feiyang glanced at the stone door and said indifferently, "Ignore it." With that, he took out the Dragon Blood, his eyes flashing with excitement. He was genuinely thrilled to obtain the Dragon Blood, because with it, he could finally begin refining the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill. He had merely suppressed this excitement while at the Grand Pavilion.

"Boss, when are you planning to start refining the pills?" Fatty asked, also extremely excited.

However, hearing this, Qin Feiyang frowned and fell silent.

"What’s wrong?" Fatty was puzzled.

Qin Feiyang said, "I’m afraid we can’t start refining pills just yet."

"Why? Don’t we have all the medicinal materials?" Fatty frowned.

Qin Feiyang explained, "We have the materials, but the success rate for the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill is too low. I think we should wait."

"Right, how could I forget about that?" Fatty slapped his forehead in annoyance. The Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill wasn’t like the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill. For the Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill, only a divine pill that possessed more than nine elixir patterns and gave birth to dragon-shaped Elixir Qi could be one hundred percent successful. Currently, Qin Feiyang could only refine pills with up to four elixir patterns. That meant the success rate was only forty percent, less than half. If he started refining now and failed, wouldn’t it be a waste of precious medicinal ingredients? Other ingredients might not matter as much, but the Dragon Blood was irreplaceable. With only ten drops in total, they couldn’t afford to waste any!

Qin Feiyang said, "Our top priority now is to find Elixir Fire. We must at least wait until the Netherworld Demon Flame is upgraded to Sixth Grade before we start refining." Once the Netherworld Demon Flame reached Sixth Grade, he could refine a Nine-Turn Dragon Blood Pill with five elixir patterns, bringing the success rate to fifty percent.

Fatty said, "A Fifth Grade Elixir Fire is hard to find!"

"What do you mean?" Qin Feiyang was puzzled.

"While I was out scouring for medicinal materials these past few days, I asked at all the major branches, but none of them had any Fifth Grade Elixir Fire," Fatty said.

Qin Feiyang frowned. Does that mean only the Temple has Fifth Grade Elixir Fire? But I really don’t dare to touch the Elixir Fire there!

After a moment’s contemplation, he patted Fatty on the shoulder and smiled. "Lu Hong hasn’t broken through to War Ancestor yet and needs to focus on her cultivation. So, for this matter, I’ll have to trouble you to put in more effort."

"I’ll do my best," Fatty nodded.

THUMP!!

The knocking on the door continued.

Fatty couldn’t help but curse, "Damn it, are they ever going to stop?"

Qin Feiyang was also getting annoyed.

BUZZ!

At that moment, his Image Crystal Stone began to vibrate. After retrieving it, the hologram of Lu Xingchen appeared.

Looking at Qin Feiyang and Fatty, Lu Xingchen asked in surprise, "You two are in the alchemy room?"

Qin Feiyang replied, "We just got back from the Treasure Pavilion."

Lu Xingchen said, "You must have heard the knocking then. It’s been going on for a long time."

"A long time?" Qin Feiyang and Fatty exchanged glances, their brows furrowing.

Qin Feiyang asked, "Do you know who it is?"

"I didn’t go out to look, so I don’t know. I didn’t hear them announce their names either," Lu Xingchen shook his head.

"If they don’t even dare to announce their names, they must be some cowardly rats," Fatty scoffed.

"That may be true, but this can’t go on. You should go out and see," Lu Xingchen said before deactivating the Image Crystal Stone.

Fatty agreed. "Lu Xingchen is right. We need to see who it is. Otherwise, with this constant knocking, we can’t cultivate in peace."

Qin Feiyang put away the Image Crystal Stone. With a thought, the stone door slowly opened, and Wan Chou was the first to come into view.

Fatty immediately snapped, "Are you trying to be annoying? Knocking endlessly like that!"

"It wasn’t me looking for you this time." Wan Chou smirked coldly and stepped aside.

Then, Gao Ming and Prince Thirteen entered their line of sight.

Qin Feiyang glanced at Gao Ming, then his gaze fell on Prince Thirteen, his pupils constricting. This man’s cultivation isn’t outstanding, just a one-star War Emperor, but he possesses a very unique aura! An aura I find very familiar! Only those who have lived in the Imperial Palace for many years would carry such a presence!

Prince Thirteen walked into the alchemy room, sizing up Qin Feiyang. With a wave of his hand, Gao Ming and Wan Chou, who were following, immediately turned and closed the stone door.

Qin Feiyang frowned. "And you are, sir?"

Prince Thirteen slowly removed his mask, revealing a handsome face with well-defined features, bright eyes, and a mole the size of a green bean on his left cheek.

Looking at this face, Qin Feiyang felt a flicker of familiarity, but couldn’t quite place who it was.

Prince Thirteen asked nonchalantly, "You are Qin Feiyang?"

"I am," Qin Feiyang nodded.

"Even I had to wait outside for a long time before the door was opened. You, as Lin Dian said, are truly arrogant to an extreme," Prince Thirteen said, his tone still calm, but a hint of coldness flickered in his eyes.

Fatty’s brow arched. "Master Fatty is just wondering, what kind of big shot are you that we have to open the door for you?"

"You’re courting death!"

"Do you know who stands before you?" Wan Chou and Gao Ming shouted.

Qin Feiyang said calmly, "Whoever he is, it has nothing to do with me. If there’s nothing else, please leave." He vaguely guessed that this person might be one of the princes.

"How dare you speak to His Highness in such a tone! Utterly audacious!" Gao Ming fumed. "Let me tell you, this is the Thirteenth Prince of the current Great Qin Empire!"

"The Thirteenth Prince!" Qin Feiyang’s gaze wavered slightly.

At the same time, Fatty’s expression changed drastically. He stared at the Thirteenth Prince, his eyes filled with panic.

Seeing this, Gao Ming and Wan Chou couldn’t help but sneer. Weren’t you so tough just now? What are you scared of? Go on, keep being arrogant! Now you know you’ve picked on someone you can’t afford to offend, right?!

The Thirteenth Prince’s expression remained indifferent, but a faint trace of haughtiness could be seen in his eyes.

"Hehe!" But then suddenly, Master Fatty chuckled mischievously.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Have you lost your mind from fear?" Gao Ming and Wan Chou sneered.

"You don’t actually think Master Fatty is scared, do you?" Master Fatty retorted. "Let me tell you, forget one prince, even if all the princes came, Master Fatty wouldn’t spare them a glance! If you have something to say, say it. If you have to fart, then fart. If not, then get lost and don’t be an eyesore here!" He waved his hand dismissively.

Wan Chou and Gao Ming were dumbfounded. How dare he speak so rudely in front of the Thirteenth Prince? Has this damned fatty gone mad?

Simultaneously, the Thirteenth Prince’s face turned ashen. Who did he think he was? He was the exalted son of the Emperor! Who would dare to be so insolent in his presence? Truly, this person didn’t know the meaning of death!

He looked at Master Fatty and asked, "What is your name?"

"What’s wrong? Thinking of targeting Master Fatty?" Master Fatty stared at him defiantly. "Fine, listen closely! Master Fatty always goes by his true name. I am Situ Tianyu!" His arrogant demeanor made it clear he didn’t regard the Thirteenth Prince in the slightest.