【Here are ten ordinary Great Return Pills, nine of which are tainted with fire poison. Within the span of one incense stick, if you can pick out the one that is not tainted, I will consider you to have passed!】
Xiao Yifeng glanced over all the pills. Some low-quality defective pills would expose their fire poison on the surface, forming black spots. At this moment, just by looking with his eyes, he did not detect any abnormality in the pills.
He regained his senses; this was an old senior behind Li Qingran setting him up.
These pills must have been carefully disguised; an ordinary person could not tell them apart.
But was he an ordinary person?
A cold smile curled at the corner of Xiao Yifeng’s lips.
He was a congenital yin wood spirit root, one of the most suitable spirit roots for alchemists. He was naturally very sensitive to spiritual herbs. For some simple medicinal materials, he could distinguish the ingredients of the pills just by smelling them, and this ability could also be used to identify pill poisons.
Compared to his sense of smell, his sense of taste was even more acute.
To put it bluntly, even a Nascent Soul cultivator could not see the poison in these pills, but he could.
“Senior, what if I can identify the poison?” He did not immediately agree but looked at the void behind Li Qingran with neither arrogance nor humility. Today, he would take revenge for Yun Zimo, Zhang Hanxiao, and his Junior Sister, and bring honor to Chixiao Peak!
[If you can pass, I will overlook Li Qingran’s affairs!]
Xiao Yifeng wanted to ask what kind of relationship this senior had with Li Qingran, and how he could overlook it.
But reason still controlled him.
He bowed and made a respectful salute, containing half a sharp edge: “Senior, if I can recognize the poison, then please personally treat my third and fourth brothers for their injuries, and request Master Wu to revoke the punishment on my third brother, how about that?”
Wu Duantian’s face changed. He thought, this Xiao Yifeng really had the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, negotiating terms with an unknown powerful old monster? Qingxuan Daoist, however, stroked his beard with relief. He did not believe that Xiao Yifeng had fed Li Qingran a poisonous pill, and Xiao Yifeng’s current performance was very much to his liking.
This was the disciple Qingxuan Daoist had taught.
Chen Huaian stared at his phone, pondering, his gaze falling on the probability of Xiao Yifeng finding a normal pill.
—Zero percent.
This was the assessment given by the game.
He felt speechless and slightly amused.
Wasn’t Xiao Yifeng courting death? Did he have any brains?
Since that was the case, let him have his way. So, he pressed the sound transmission talisman: “Alright, no problem, I’ll give you three chances. If you don’t find a normal pill within three attempts, you’ll have to eat all ten pills!”
In the Bluecloud Sect square, everyone was eagerly awaiting the answer from the mysterious cultivator in the void.
Xiao Yifeng appeared brave on the surface, but he was actually quite nervous inside.
He could only hope that this mysterious cultivator wouldn’t bother with someone like him.
After all, those words were indeed disrespectful.
[But!] The voice slowly echoed from the void:
[You only have three chances. If you fail, you must consume all these pills!]
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief and revealed a confident smile: “Senior, I will keep my word!”
He stepped forward several paces to the brocade box, feeling confident.
He first smelled each of the ten Great Return Pills in turn, gradually replacing his casual demeanor with seriousness.
Based on the information provided by his sense of smell, these ordinary Great Return Pills were completely identical.
This consistency manifested in factors such as temperature, structure, ingredient quantity, and age, giving the impression that these ten Great Return Pills were exact replicas of each other.
But was that right?
What level of alchemy skill could achieve such a feat?
Xiao Yifeng’s heart trembled, and sweat unconsciously seeped from his forehead.
“Senior Qingxuan, can Xiao Yifeng do it?” Wu Duantian didn’t understand alchemy, but seeing Xiao Yifeng sniffing and touching the pills, it seemed somewhat plausible.
“Have no fear.” Qingxuan Daoist’s eyes closed slightly, snorting through his nose: “My disciple has a congenital yin wood spirit root. Using this method to test Xiao Yifeng is meaningless!”
Wu Duantian responded with a “Oh,” forgetting most of the details. Anyway, when Xiao Yifeng initially came to the sect, he was supposed to be admitted here, but halfway through, he was intercepted by Qingxuan Daoist.
Because of this, he couldn’t sleep for two nights.
Lu Changtian sighed in relief upon hearing Qingxuan Daoist’s words.
The self-detoxification ability of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was virtually non-existent. If Xiao Yifeng consumed all nine toxic pills, he might not be crippled instantly, but if he didn’t rest properly afterward, he would become half-crippled.
“This old monster is truly malicious!”
Lu Changtian looked at the void behind Li Qingran and sneered:
“Following someone so malicious, even if Li Qingran achieves something in the future, she’ll probably end up no different from a demon cultivator.”
Mu Baishuang rolled her eyes behind Lu Changtian but said nothing.
Perhaps she hadn’t seen a real demon cultivator before?
Their demon cultivators wouldn’t care about reasoning.
If they didn’t like something, they would kill outright. Even if forced to reason, under these circumstances, all ten pills would be poisonous!
Time ticked away second by second.
Xiao Yifeng was no longer satisfied with just smelling the pills.
He began licking each pill twice, scraping off some powder with a small knife, or cutting open a corner to observe the cross-section. After a flurry of activity, his face grew increasingly pale, and his eyes became more and more bewildered.
[The time for one incense stick has passed. Have you chosen?]
A voice suddenly startled Xiao Yifeng, causing him to shudder.
He froze for a moment, swallowing hard,
His gaze finally resting on one of the pills, becoming resolute.
“I’ve chosen. It’s this one!”
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