Chapter 27 Clouds move in all directions In the capital of Jiama, inside a courtyard filled with an atmosphere of iron and blood. A firm voice sounded, "Such a young fourth-grade alchemist is really enviable. If it's Zhan'er, well, that's it." I saw a burly man with an envious expression, but he also knew that his child was not cut out for this. So he just tried to cultivate his talent, which could help the Mu family prosper for a hundred years. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked at the information in his hand, "Two female companions beside him!" He immediately shouted, "Come here, this news must not reach Zhan'er's ears!" As a neighbor of the Mittel family for many years, he knew the minds of these businessmen too well. They talked about morality and ethics, but in fact they would do anything to achieve their goals. Even the royal family Thinking of this, his expression paused and became subtle. "Give the order and prepare one set," Mu Chen gritted his teeth, his face hardened, and said fiercely, "No, go and prepare three sets of medicinal materials for refining fourth-grade elixirs, and the head of the family will deliver them personally." At this moment, in a low-key mansion in the imperial capital, a powerful voice was heard from a room. However, if there were someone with strong spiritual power here, he would be able to discern the slight weakness revealed in this voice.

"Su'er, go and get the Xuan-level high-level fighting technique from the mansion. I will go there in person to congratulate this talented alchemist." Looking at the parchment scroll in his hand, a tall old man revealed a hint of thought in his expression. "What! Father, that is a high-level Xuan-level fighting skill, and you just gave it to him like that?" A middle-aged man who had been sitting quietly next to him exclaimed, unable to believe his ears. "What do you know? The Five Elements Sealing Technique has been in our family for a hundred years, but no one has ever successfully practiced it. It's nothing but useless." Looking at Nalan Su, who was obviously middle-aged but still frightened, Nalan Jie shouted loudly. "Yes, yes, father is right. I'll go right away." Seeing his father getting angry, Nalan Su immediately acted like a coward. He quickly admitted his mistake and retreated quickly under the pretext of going to get the fighting skills. “Alas,” Nalan Jie couldn’t help but sigh again as he looked at his useless son, “Fortunately, Yanran joined the Yunlan Sect and became the young sect leader. Otherwise, after a hundred years of my life, the Nalan family would have been forgotten by the crowd.” "However," he turned his head and looked in the direction of the royal family, "this has its pros and cons. The royal family has become increasingly alienated from the Nalan family, and even Su'er has been idle at home." "I don't know whether this old man's decision is good or bad," Nalan Jie's expression showed a trace of sadness when he thought of this. "Cough cough cough," "Damn it, if I hadn't been poisoned by this damn brand, I wouldn't have ended up like this. Bang." After coughing, Nalan Jie slapped the Eight Immortals Table with his palm, looking angry. "I just hope that this genius alchemist's master can find a way to cure the branding poison." To the north of the Gama Empire, a majestic mountain stands, echoing the Gama Empire in the distance. However, the troops stationed at the foot of the mountain seemed to indicate that the two sides were only superficially united. Of course, if nothing major changes happen, this commander, who is only at the Douling level, may just be stationed there forever. What truly determines the direction of the empire is never these grassroots troops, but the powerful Douhuang who are high above. Let’s put this aside for now, and now, on the top of the mountain, in an elegant hall, many old men in white clothes are chatting loudly. At this time, an old man with white hair and a youthful face sitting in the first seat on the left side spoke, "In my opinion, although Lin Feng's talent is rare in the Jia Ma Empire, we already have a grown-up Master Gu He in our Yun Lan Sect." After a pause, the old man stroked his beard as he looked at the people around him. "Although there is no need to offend him, there is no need to care too much about him. It would be better to just send him some medicinal materials for refining low-level pills." "That's right, that's right, the elder is right. As the saying goes, a genius who grows up is a genius. It will take him many years to grow up to become a sixth-grade alchemy master. How can we abandon Master Gu He for him?" "The elder is wise. I admire him."

"." As soon as Yun Leng finished speaking, many old men spoke up and praised him. Listening to the many flattering voices below, Yun Leng couldn't help but stroke his beard, turned his head to Yun Yun who was sitting at the top and asked, "I wonder what the sect leader thinks?" "Let's follow the advice of Great Elder Yun Leng," Yun Yun, who was sitting at the top like a decoration, suddenly spoke at this time, her tone was ethereal, as if she was not in this world. "However, please raise the level of the medicinal materials and don't be petty. I'll leave everything to Elder Yun Leng." As soon as the words fell, Yun Yun's noble figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. "Yes, sir." Looking at Yun Yun like this, Yun Leng was stunned for a moment, but reacted quickly. "Teacher, what do you think of the invitation from the Alchemist Guild?" A young man with a first-class alchemist badge engraved on his chest said to a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man who was observing the recipe finally raised his head, looking quite handsome. "You will go to celebrate on my behalf this time, and take back the badge of the second-grade alchemist." He paused, "Also, I have recently gained some insights, so I need to go into seclusion for a while." "Is it possible?!" The young man's eyes suddenly showed a hint of surprise and his voice slightly raised. "Yes, but it's just a slight realization, not necessarily a breakthrough." "Hahaha, then I, the disciple, would like to congratulate the teacher first." Located in Yancheng, the northeastern border of the Gama Empire. This city, which holds one of the lifelines of the empire, is already bustling with people. However, the city was controlled not by the City Lord's Mansion appointed by the Gama Empire, but by the Mo Clan, where Mo Cheng, also known as Executioner Mo, was. "Roar" At this time, a respectful voice sounded in a dark secret room where the roars of monsters could be heard from time to time. "Great Elder, you tell me, how should we, the Mohist School, respond to the invitation from the Alchemist Guild?" A fat man in extravagant and gorgeous clothes spoke. "Oh, then I will lead the team myself. It has been a long time since I visited Yunlan Sect to reminisce about the past. This is the foundation of our success in Yancheng." A hoarse voice sounded, and in the secret room, an old man who was doing an experiment slowly turned his head, his body dripping with monster blood, looking horrible and dark. "Then, what should I bring as a gift?" The bloated man wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked hurriedly. "Just take two fourth-level magic cores." "Yes, yes, yes," the bloated man responded quickly after hearing the answer, and hurriedly retreated as if he had obtained a treasure. Seeing this, the gloomy old man couldn't help but feel disgusted, "If you weren't the most obedient, how could you be qualified to be the patriarch of the Mo family with such a cowardly look?" (ps: What do you think of my description of the major forces in the Jia Ma Empire? The decadent and ruthless royal family; the mercenary merchants of the Miter Auction House; Mu Chen's courage; the situation of the Nalan family; Yun Yun of the Yunlan Sect is not good at handling sect affairs; some forces that are just small fry at this time, except for those that appear in the original work, I will not expand on them) (End of this chapter)