396: C396 Too High

C396 Too High

Second floor.

There were many rooms.

The rooms were of different sizes, and the things inside were different as well.

Some of the rooms were not for sale, but for receiving distinguished guests.

Under the lead of the middle-aged man, Yang Fan entered a huge private room. There were more than twenty people inside. Half of them were young people, while the other half were obviously much older.

Seeing Yang Fan enter, the private room became silent for a moment.

"This is Yang Fan, Young Master Yang." The middle-aged man introduced ___ to the crowd with a smile.

There was only a short sentence before he left the room.

However, the room became even quieter. More than ten pairs of eyes were looking at Yang Fan, sizing him up.

Although they were already used to such gazes, it didn't mean that Yang Fan liked to be looked at repeatedly.

He was not a beauty, so what was there to look at?

"Cough." Yang Fan coughed lightly, then walked to an empty seat and sat down.

Coming to participate in this so-called alchemist exchange meet, Yang Fan purely came for the sake of finding sufficient medicinal ingredients and refining a Medicine Pill that had a chance of winning the championship.

However, that old man in the secret chamber also did not say how he would obtain those medicinal herbs in this exchange meet.

Yang Fan planned to take a look first and listen to what the others said and did.

Everyone kept sizing him up, and with a light cough from Yang Fan, they all withdrew their gazes.

Among them, one of Square-faced Youth looked at Yang Fan and said with a smile, "During this period of time, all the friends around me have been talking about Brother Yang. I never thought that I would be able to see him with my own eyes today."

"Haha, I see that Brother Yang isn't as handsome as me. How can his talent in martial arts be so monstrous? Nineteen Prefectures is the number one God Refining Stage warrior! Thinking about this honor, everyone was shocked." Another handsome young man said with a sigh.

Yang Fan felt embarrassed after being praised like this.

"Isn't it an alchemist exchange? Let's talk about something else. Don't keep talking about me." Yang Fan hurriedly stopped them.

If he didn't stop them, he would sigh again when he saw a few other people.

"Haha, it wasn't easy for me to meet a genius. I have lost my composure." Square-faced Youth laughed loudly and changed the topic.

The ones who wanted to sigh were those young men. As for those of the older generation, their eyes were either filled with admiration, scrutiny, or indifferent responses.

In short, no matter what kind of attitude they had, they seemed to be more reserved. Basically, they just smiled and nodded at Yang Fan as a greeting.

Everyone's topic once again returned to the right track.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe spoke with a deep voice, "We don't need to go around in circles. This time, I want to refine a high-grade Medicine Pill, the Great Sun Congealing Fire Pill. Who among you is confident?"

There were a total of thirteen young alchemists present, and four of them wore the golden badges issued by the Medicine Alliance.

In other words, these four people were all High-grade Alchemist, and the other seven young men were Middle-grade Alchemist.

When the black-robed middle-aged man asked this question, his gaze was also fixed on these four people.

Yang Fan looked at Black-robed Man and his heart became serious. He realized that he couldn't see through Black-robed Man's strength at all. Even if he was a Nirvana Stage Tribulation Nine warrior, Yang Fan could still sense a trace of his Qi.

There were a total of eight senior warriors in this private room, excluding Black-robed Man. Five of them were Nirvana Stage Tribulation Nine warriors.

Yang Fan couldn't sense any Qi from them.

In Yang Fan's senses, Black-robed Man was just like an ordinary man.

But here, how could there be an ordinary person? Moreover, he had to refine high-grade Medicine Pill.

Then, it was very obvious that Black-robed Man was a powerful existence at the Xiantian Realm!

The four young High-grade Alchemist did not immediately reply to Black-robed Man's words. This was not a child's play, as long as he casually agreed.

"Senior Jing, why don't I give it a try?" A moment later, Square-faced Youth asked tentatively.

He was also one of the four High-grade Alchemist.

The handsome young man was the same. When he saw Square-faced Youth speak, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of Square-faced Youth's mouth. He planned to take a look at the situation first.

"What is the success rate of you refining a high-grade Medicine Pill?" Black-robed Man looked at Square-faced Youth and asked back.

Square-faced Youth said very proudly, "A success rate of 13%!"

When the few Middle-grade Alchemist heard this, their faces revealed shock. As for the handsome young man and the other two, although they were also High-grade Alchemist.

However, after they looked at each other, they could see the seriousness in each other's eyes.

They were now sitting together, talking and laughing, but in fact, they were all competitors. In the Grand Pill Competition, if one wanted to win the championship, they had to defeat everyone present.

The private room suddenly became quiet. Finally, the handsome young man said with a smile, "Brother Bian, congratulations on advancing in the path of Medicine Pill."

"Thirty percent! Many alchemists of the same level had already been surpassed by Brother Bian. " The other was also High-grade Alchemist's woman, exclaiming.

Those Nirvana Stage Tribulation Nine experts also nodded their heads. They were very impressed by the success rate of Square-faced Youth's pill refinement.

They had seen too many people like High-grade Alchemist. The success rate of refining a high-grade Medicine Pill was around 10%. 20% was considered high.

However, compared to this young man in front of them, they could immediately tell the difference.

Yang Fan, who was sitting at the side, looked at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces. His face also revealed a shocked expression.

He only knew that High-grade Alchemist could be called Medicine King. He never thought that the success rate of refining a high-grade Medicine Pill would be so low!

Thirty percent was already enough to make everyone exclaim in admiration. What about forty percent, fifty percent?

Wouldn't that be shocking to the heavens!

And his success rate was one hundred percent!

From the moment he advanced to High-grade Alchemist, unless Yang Fan deliberately failed to refine, no matter what high-grade Medicine Pill it was, he would be able to refine successfully.

When he thought of this, Yang Fan suddenly had a feeling of loneliness and invincibility.

Everyone was amazed by the success rate of thirty percent, but from the beginning, he had only refined one hundred percent.

At this time, the handsome young man noticed the shock on Yang Fan's face. He couldn't help but smile and say, "Brother Yang, you don't have to be surprised. You are a genius in the cultivation of martial arts. We only have some talent in the Medicine Pill."

In his opinion, Yang Fan's shock was because of the success rate of 30%.

After all, the success rate of High-grade Alchemist refining a high-grade Medicine Pill was between 10% to 20%.

Those who could reach 30% were already extremely rare.1

A high-grade Medicine Pill was divided into three grades according to the strength of the Medicine Pill. The third grade was the lowest and the first grade was the highest. Similarly, it also meant that it was harder to refine.

As for High-grade Alchemist, although he was called Medicine King, he was also divided into three grades, just like the high-grade Medicine Pill.

If the success rate of refining was between 10% to 30%, it would be the third level. Once it reached 30%, it would be the second level.

As for the first tier, it required a success rate of more than 50%.

For High-grade Alchemist to have such a success rate, the total number of Medicine King in Nineteen Prefectures would only be around ten.

The handsome young man's words made everyone look at Yang Fan, including Square-faced Youth.

There was a trace of pride on his face. Although he could not compare to Yang Fan in terms of martial arts cultivation, he was a true genius when it came to Medicine Pill!

Under everyone's gaze, Yang Fan sighed and said, "That's right. I'm very surprised. A success rate of 30% is too high!"

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