Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The old civil servant nodded: "That's natural. Otherwise, it would be possible for an alchemy master to recruit a hundred disciples."

"How much does it cost to buy an additional participation pass?" Baitu Tianhe asked again.

"Don't worry, it's not expensive at all. It only costs a million moon stones."

"A million moonstones! Not expensive at all?!"

Baitu Tianhe was confused at that time.

Then he shook his head. It seemed that among the eight of them, some of them were destined to be unable to enter the venue. The one hundred thousand moonstones his father gave him simply couldn't be put on the stage.

Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "Are my six eighth-level healing pills worth a million moonstones?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yifeng and said with a smile: "Eighth-level elixirs, depending on the type and quality, can be sold for five to two hundred thousand moon stones. One of these healing elixirs is worth up to seventy thousand moon stones. The total of six pills , only 350,000 moonstones. Young man, do you think it’s enough?”

Zhang Yifeng nodded and was about to say something when the old man's voice continued to come.

"However, seeing as you are so young, I will give you an additional participation pass."

After his voice fell, the old man handed Zhang Yifeng a competition certificate.

"Young man, come on."

It was obvious that the old man saw Zhang Yifeng's future. In Manzhou, Zhang Yifeng is probably the youngest eighth-level alchemist.

Even if he does not have a good ranking in this intercontinental conference, he is definitely among the top ten young alchemists in Central Continent. He is definitely qualified to go to Central Continent. Just give this young man a favor.

In fact, some well-known alchemists can get two or three participation certificates for free. Only these alchemists from small families and small places have to spend extra money to purchase.

"Thank you."

Zhang Yifeng thanked him, then turned and left.

The old man looked at Zhang Yifeng's leaving figure and said with a smile: "When will Manzhou have such a genius? This boy will definitely shine in the alchemy conference. His future is limitless."

Once the Intercontinental Alchemy Conference becomes famous, both the Great Barbarian royal family and the several thousand-year-old sects will compete to snatch Zhang Yifeng, the alchemy genius.

…

The days became calm again.

Zhang Yifeng has been staying in the inn since he came back from the registration office.

While he was comprehending the formation, he was consolidating his cultivation.

Time passed, and four days later, Zhang Yifeng began to refine the Yuanhua Pill.

Zhang Yifeng didn't have many medicinal materials for refining Yuanhua Pills, so he consumed all the raw materials before refining two hundred Yuanhua Pills.

According to past consumption, this Yuan Hua Dan can only raise his cultivation level from the fourth level to the fifth level.

However, as an alchemist, Zhang Yifeng is not worried at all about running out of cultivation resources. At worst, he can find a place and continue to open the door to refine alchemy in exchange for medicinal materials.

"Now that your cultivation has been consolidated, let's start improving your cultivation."

With a soft murmur, Zhang Yifeng began to take the Yuanhua Pill.

After consuming almost ninety Yuanhua Pills, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level was successfully upgraded from the fourth level to the fifth level of the Yuanhua Stage.

This kind of improvement speed is definitely not slow.

After his cultivation was consolidated, Zhang Yifeng continued to understand the formation.

He originally thought that before the alchemy conference started, his days would be spent so peacefully.

But this world is always full of variables.

Just when Zhang Yifeng understood the formation, he was on the first floor of the inn.

A man and a woman are eating here.

The woman has a beautiful appearance and a somewhat sweet voice. She lay on the man's chest and asked: "Master Hua, didn't you say you would buy a level seven weapon for the slave family? Why don't you buy it?"

The man named Hua Shao touched the woman's face and said with a smile: "When has the promise of this young master never been fulfilled? What do you think this is?"

Suddenly a snow-white sword appeared in the man's hand.

"This sword is called Luo Xue. It is a seventh-level low-grade weapon. It was used by this young master when he first entered the Yuanhua stage. Now I have a seventh-level mid-grade weapon. I don't need this sword much, so I will give it to you."

The woman looked at the sword and her eyes suddenly shone: "Master Hua, you are so good to me. By the way, I have a new trick. Do you want to try it tonight? You know."

"Oh? Really? What new trick? I want to know now."

"It's annoying, there are so many people here. I guarantee you will be satisfied tonight."

"Hahaha, why tonight? I have already opened a room here. Let's hurry up and get down to business now."

"I hate it, let's go then."

The woman pretended to be reserved for a moment, but still got up.

"Well, Mr. Hua, why don't you leave?"

The woman suddenly spoke in confusion. She had already stood up, but Mr. Hua was still sitting in his seat.

If you look carefully, you will find that Hua Shao's eyes instantly became fierce, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really effortless to get there without trying to find anywhere! Since you are here, that boy must be here too."

The woman looked along Shao Hua's line of sight and saw two women walking in from the gate.

These two women are none other than Hong Ling and Shi Feiyan.

These days, Zhang Yifeng is in seclusion, but Hong Ling and the others are not idle at all, they have to go out every day.

Shi Feiyan originally didn't want to go, but since being dragged out by Hong Ling on the first day, Shi Feiyan had to go out every day.

Because there are really too many novel things in the imperial city!

Shi Feiyan, a foreigner, had her eyes opened.

Master Hua didn't know Hong Ling, but he recognized Shi Feiyan.

"Wait for me here first, I have something to do."

Hua Shao smiled coldly and followed Hong Ling and Shi Feiyan from a distance.

The woman frowned, thinking that Hua Shao had seen Xinhuan, her face was a little ugly, and she was sitting alone in her seat sulking.

Hong Ling and Shi Feiyan were chatting and returning to the room without noticing Young Master Hua behind them.

"Okay, I'm going back to my room first. Do you still want to stay with me tonight?"

Shi Feiyan spoke to Hong Ling. Hong Ling had been living with her these past few days.

But this time, Hong Ling shook his head and said, "No, I'm staying with Zhang Yifeng tonight. I'm a little hungry. You know."

Hong Ling grinned, very playfully.

At the corner of the corridor, when Master Hua heard the words Zhang Yifeng, the smile on his lips became even brighter!

Sure enough, that kid is here.

"Okay, then I'll go back."

Shi Feiyan understood what Hong Ling was hungry and turned around and entered the room.

Hong Ling opened Zhang Yifeng's door.

In the room, Zhang Yifeng was sitting cross-legged on the floor, concentrating on comprehending the formation. Hong Ling did not disturb him, but lay on the bed and looked at Zhang Yifeng in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a muffled bang. The door was kicked open.

A man appeared in Zhang Yifeng's room uninvited.

"Boy, do you still remember me?"

The man's voice came immediately. He looked at Zhang Yifeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with fierce eyes and a sneer on his lips.

Zhang Yifeng also smiled after seeing the man's face. He said in a calm voice: "Ou Shaohua."