The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1280: Ninefold Profound Heavenly Spirit Pill

Before long, the Island Master's wife guided Ling Feng to a secluded courtyard. Outside the courtyard lay several acres of medicinal herb fields, where a number of rare herbs grew in neat rows.

Hailong Island was not a sect dedicated to alchemy, yet a power of this scale naturally required skilled alchemists if it wished to continue expanding.

This courtyard had been prepared especially for that purpose, serving as both a workplace and a residence for their alchemists.

A boy who looked to be in his early teens was tending to the medicinal herb field, pulling pests and spreading fertilizer. When he looked up and saw the Island Master's wife approaching, he dropped his work at once and hurried over, bowing respectfully.

"Madam, forgive me for failing to welcome you from afar!"

She nodded without paying him much attention, then turned to Ling Feng with a smile. "This is the place our Hailong Island uses for alchemy. We once invited several array masters to arrange various alchemic fire arrays here. They may be of use to you, Mr. Ling."

Ling Feng returned the smile, "You are very thoughtful."

By the time they finished speaking, the group had entered the courtyard. Inside, a robed middle-aged man was dozing in a chair. The boy rushed ahead to report the guests' arrival. The man woke with irritation written all over his face and was about to scold the boy when he suddenly noticed the Island Master's wife standing there. His entire body stiffened. "M-Madam... w-why are you here?"

"Master Shao, you seem to be enjoying yourself!" she replied with a cool glance.

Cold sweat immediately gathered on his forehead. He lowered his head and dared not utter a single sound.

Several old men stepped out from the hall. The rich scent of medicinal pills surrounded them, they were clearly Hailong Island's alchemists. Each of them bowed the moment they saw the Island Master's wife.

Their expressions were filled with curiosity. She rarely involved herself in alchemy matters, so why had she suddenly decided to visit?

Even the young lady had come along, and behind her stood two youths they did not recognize.

Perhaps the Madam planned to introduce a few new apprentices for them to train.

One alchemist with graying hair seemed convinced he had guessed correctly. A warm smile rose on his face as he scrutinized Ling Feng. He nodded with satisfaction. "Mhmm, Madam has a discerning eye. This young man has potential for alchemy. Since he is someone you brought, I will teach him carefully."

"Teach him?"

She glanced at the old man and sneered. "Master Wang, Mr. Ling is not here to be trained by you. Go prepare the alchemic fire array, Mr. Ling wants to refine a pill himself."

"What... what did you say?"

Master Wang's face flushed red with embarrassment. Yet, he quickly noticed how excessively respectful the Madam was to the young man.

The two other alchemists standing nearby saw the old man suffer the humiliation and failed to hide their quiet laughter, which made Master Wang wish he could simply disappear into the ground.

"Y-Yes!"

Master Wang gritted his teeth and ordered the apprentices to activate the array. He glanced at Ling Feng, forcing a polite tone while his words dripped with mockery.

"Sir, alchemy is not a child's game. If you tell me what pill you wish to refine, someone of my experience might be able to handle it for you."

To him, Ling Feng clearly looked like a pampered young master from some major power. That would explain the Madam's respectful attitude. But even if he came from a powerful clan, he was still just a boy. How capable could he really be? At best he might refine a fourth-grade pill. Master Wang himself was a fifth-grade alchemist who could occasionally manage sixth-grade pills. What could this youth possibly compare?

Ling Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose and answered calmly. "Master Wang, I intend to refine a Ninefold Profound Heavenly Spirit Pill. Would you be able to handle that for me?"

"Oh, the Ninefold Profound Heavenly Spirit Pill?"

Master Wang said with a relaxed expression. "Isn't it just the Ninefold Profound Heavenly... Wait a moment. What did you just say? The Ninefold Profound Heavenly Spirit Pill?"

"Yes. The Ninefold Profound Heavenly Spirit Pill." Ling Feng answered casually.

Master Wang's mouth twitched violently. For a moment he nearly coughed up blood.

A Ninefold Profound Heavenly Spirit Pill was a seventh-grade pill!

The surrounding alchemists all widened their eyes. This youth certainly knew how to boast!

"Hehe..."

A dry laugh escaped Master Wang before his face grew dark. "Sir, that is not a pill one can mention lightly. A seventh-grade pill of the highest quality is nearly impossible even for a sixth-tier alchemist. You are far too young to speak of such things."

The Island Master's wife frowned. She had assumed Ling Feng planned to refine something ordinary. Instead, he had named a seventh-grade pill!

Could he truly refine it?

Even so, she was the Island Master's wife, her authority was absolute. "Master Wang, mind your tone. Mr. Ling is a young genius. Just because you cannot refine it does not mean he cannot!"

"Em..."

Master Wang was startled by the Island Master's wife's gaze. He replied immediately, "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Ling, please follow me!"

Ling Feng shruged and followed him into the alchemy room. The alchemic fire array was already active. It was a standard ground-fire array, nothing particularly advanced, but usable.

"This way, sir."

Master Wang kept a polite smile on his face while waiting for Ling Feng to embarrass himself. His thoughts were full of scorn.

If this boy somehow managed to refine a seventh-grade pill, he would tilt himself upside down and defecate on the floor!

Ling Feng inspected the alchemy furnace sitting atop the alchemic fire array and shook his head. "Master Wang, please have someone remove this furnace."

"Yes, yes."

Master Wang nodded repeatedly. "This is only a fourth-grade furnace, so it is indeed unfit for refining a seventh-grade pill. However, we have nothing better here. Perhaps you should consider refining something simpler instead."

He hid a smirk. The boy had mentioned a seventh-grade pill just to put on a show. Now that he saw the furnace was inadequate, he would surely back down.

To his utter shock, Ling Feng took out a pocket-sized cauldron from his sleeve. He tossed it lightly, and the tiny object expanded upon landing, becoming a massive cauldron half as tall as a man.

Master Wang stared at it. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed. After several breaths, his eyes bulged. "That... that looks like the Yin-Yang Mystic Fire Cauldron!"

"Yes it is, the Island Master's wife gifted it to me."

Ling Feng pursed and pointed toward the fourth-grade alchemy furnace. "Please have someone move it."

"Gulp..."

Master Wang's throat tightened. He glanced from Ling Feng to the cauldron, then to the Island Master's wife, feeling his mind grind to a halt.

He had begged for this treasure countless times. Borrowing it for even a moment required trading rare medicinal pills. And now this priceless cauldron, comparable to a sacred artifact, had been given outright to a boy!

The contrast was enough to make him want to cry!