Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

Ling Fei's words immediately sparked public outrage.

However, as he landed, he completely ignored their glares.

No matter how much others looked down on him, he would never feel inferior.

He, Ling Fei, was determined to achieve what ordinary people could not.

This wasn't arrogance; it was confidence.

Ling Fei and Yuan Lang the Pill Master strode directly toward the grand hall ahead.

This annoyed the onlooking disciples.

"This Ling Fei is so arrogant! How dare he ignore us?" one disciple snorted. "Does he really think he's an Alchemy Master?"

"Does this guy really have that much confidence?" Wang Haoran's face was grim.

He had also arrived early today, precisely to see what arrangements Medicine Peak had made for Ling Fei.

Seeing Ling Fei acting so insolently now, he too felt displeased.

"Senior Brother Mo, this Ling Fei is too arrogant! He's completely ignoring us senior disciples!" Wang Haoran said to the young man beside him.

"This matter absolutely cannot be left as is." The young man's face also filled with anger upon hearing this.

He then strode forward, chasing after Ling Fei. "Ling Fei, you're running your mouth so shamelessly. Do you dare to compete with me in Alchemy a year from now?"

Hearing this, Ling Fei paused, turned to look at Mo Jiuyan, and asked, "You want to compete with me in Alchemy?" Ling Fei sized the man up.

"My name is Mo Jiuyan. I'm a disciple from the previous intake for the Medicine Vein. I've been here for a year and have already successfully concocted Upper Grade Medicine Liquid. I'm about to start learning Alchemy. Do you dare to accept my challenge?" Mo Jiuyan stared intently at Ling Fei, speaking word by word.

He was full of pride in his own accomplishments.

Among the last batch of Medicine Vein disciples, he was considered a genius.

"You've been here a year and haven't even started Alchemy?" However, upon hearing this, Ling Fei just shook his head.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuyan's brows knitted together. Holding his breath in frustration, he said, "What, you don't dare?"

"You've studied in the Medicine Vein for a year and haven't even begun Alchemy. It's obvious how poor your talent is. If I were to accept a challenge from you, wouldn't I be tarnishing the Pill King's name?" Ling Fei refused. No matter what, he was the one who had obtained the Yuan Feng Pill King's inheritance. If he were to compete, it should be against true geniuses!

Wouldn't competing with someone who had studied for a year without even starting Alchemy bring shame to the Yuan Feng Pill King?

"You're saying my talent is poor?" Hearing this, Mo Jiuyan flew into a rage out of humiliation. "Ling Fei, you're so arrogant! Do you really think you're the heir to the Pill King Inheritance?"

"A year has passed and you still haven't learned Alchemy. Would you say your talent *isn't* poor?" Ling Fei retorted.

"Arrogant! How arrogant!" As soon as he said this, all the Medicine Peak disciples nearby became furious.

After all, many of them were not even as accomplished as this Mo Jiuyan.

In their eyes, for Mo Jiuyan to have concocted Upper Grade Medicine Liquid and be on the verge of starting Alchemy after just one year was a sign of rare talent.

Yet a person like this was being told he had poor talent by some guy without True Fire. How could they not be enraged?

"Apologies, I'm heading to my initiation ceremony. I don't have time to chat with you," Ling Fei said, completely ignoring their expressions.

"Fine. A fine Ling Fei, a fine heir to the Pill King Inheritance. I, Mo Jiuyan, will be watching to see how you pass that three-month medicinal herb assessment," Mo Jiuyan snorted.

"That's right. If he can't even distinguish the properties and types of medicinal herbs after three months, let's see how arrogant he can be then," a nearby disciple chimed in.

'Distinguishing medicinal herbs… takes three months to memorize?' Ling Fei shook his head.

As he glanced at the group of disciples, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't disregard; it seemed to be pity.

For Ling Fei, even without fusing with the Spirit Awakening Dao Pattern, he wouldn't need three months to reach that stage.

As for him now, why would he need three months?

Ten days would be more than enough!

"He… What was that look?" When he saw Ling Fei looking at him like that, Mo Jiuyan's eyes immediately turned bloodshot.

That look from Ling Fei, in his opinion, was utterly infuriating.

They all proclaimed themselves geniuses.

Yet now this guy without True Fire dared to look at them with pity.

This was outright contempt!

"This Ling Fei is too arrogant!"

"ARGH! I want to go beat him up!" someone yelled.

Many were seething with rage.

Just moments ago, they were discussing whether it would take Ling Fei three years to successfully refine a Pill.

But now, the person they considered trash was ignoring them, even pitying them.

How could these Medicine Vein disciples possibly swallow this insult?

"Hmph, let's see how long you can keep up this arrogance," everyone snorted coldly.

At that moment, Ling Fei had already followed Master Yuan Lang into the grand hall.

The hall was vast. At the far end, on a platform, stood two huge statues.

One was of the Yuan Feng Pill King.

The other was of the founder of the Medicine Vein, the Mo Shan Pill King.

However, the Mo Shan Pill King had not reached the same level of attainment as the Yuan Feng Pill King.

The Yuan Feng Pill King was a figure who had been on the verge of transcending the Pill King Realm to become a Grandmaster.

His status was far beyond what the Mo Shan Pill King could compare to.

Inside the grand hall, Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun had been waiting for some time.

Beside him were Vice Peak Master Fang and all the famous Pill Masters of the Medicine Vein.

"Ling Fei pays his respects to Peak Master Yuan and Vice Peak Master Fang!" Walking into the hall, Ling Fei bowed to Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun and the others before him.

"No need for such formalities." Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun smiled, his eyes narrowing as he sized up Ling Fei.

He had, of course, overheard Ling Fei's conversation with the disciples outside.

He actually felt a certain appreciation for Ling Fei's words.

The line, 'If I were to accept a challenge from you, wouldn't I be tarnishing the Pill King's name?' was particularly to his liking.

After all, no matter what, Ling Fei was the Yuan Feng Pill King's heir and naturally had to consider the Pill King's reputation.

The fact that Ling Fei had such a mindset saved him a lot of trouble.

The only thing left to see was whether this Ling Fei truly had any talent for Alchemy.

However, seeing how brimming with confidence the young man was, Master Yuan Chun also breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He had also reviewed Ling Fei's file.

This was a rather sensible young man; he probably wasn't the type to make empty boasts.

Ling Fei nodded, his gaze lifting to look ahead.

Upon seeing the statues on the platform, his eyes also showed respect.

Especially the one of the Yuan Feng Pill King.

This was an Alchemist with great ambition, a truly admirable person.

It was a pity that time was not on his side, forcing the Yuan Feng Pill King to depart with regret.

"Ling Fei, to enter our Medicine Vein, you must first pay respects to the two ancestors," Master Yuan Chun said with a solemn expression.

The elders all stepped aside to make way.

"Yes!" Ling Fei nodded. He then faced the statues alone, knelt, and kowtowed to the two ancestors.

Only after kowtowing did Ling Fei rise.

"Having paid respects to the ancestors, you are now a disciple of my Medicine Peak," Master Yuan Chun announced.

Then, an elder beside him came forward, carrying the Medicine Vein disciple's robes and a Waist Token on a tray.

"As a disciple of our Medicine Vein, you must abide by the sect rules..." Master Yuan Chun continued.

"I will certainly abide by the sect rules and not bring shame to the Medicine Vein." Ling Fei reached out and took the tray holding the robes and Waist Token.

"Good!" Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun nodded slightly. His gaze then shifted to Yuan Lang beside him. "Yuan Lang, Ling Fei will become your disciple. You must teach him well. Regardless of anything else, he is ultimately the heir to the Yuan Feng Pill Ancestor. Even if he lacks True Fire, you must still train him to become a qualified Alchemist."

"This disciple will not fail to live up to the Peak Master's expectations," Yuan Lang immediately said with a bow.

"Disciple Ling Fei pays his respects to Master," Ling Fei said, performing the ritual bow of a disciple to Yuan Lang.

"Rise," Yuan Lang said, extending a hand to help Ling Fei up after he knelt.

In truth, Peak Master Yuan Chun had mentioned this matter to him long ago.

It was just that, at first, he hadn't been too keen on accepting Ling Fei as his disciple.

After all, Ling Fei had no True Fire.

But after some contact with Ling Fei, he felt the young man had a certain sharpness and might truly have a chance to become an Alchemy Master.

"Since you are now my disciple, from this day forward, I will be strict with you. It doesn't matter if you have the Pill King Inheritance; if you fail an assessment, you will be punished all the same. Furthermore, if you cannot successfully refine an Elixir within three years, you will lose your status as a Medicine Vein disciple," said Yuan Lang the Pill Master.

These were the rules of the Medicine Vein.

If a disciple failed to refine an Elixir within three years, their status would be revoked.

The Medicine Vein only kept true Alchemists.

"Rest assured, Master. I will not disappoint you," Ling Fei said with a bow.

"Good. I also hope you can give everyone a surprise and become a qualified Alchemist," said Yuan Lang the Pill Master.

He too had felt a bit displeased after hearing the words of those disciples outside, and in his heart, he hoped Ling Fei could succeed in Alchemy.

But he also understood the difficulties involved.

'I will give you all a surprise,' Ling Fei thought to himself, but he didn't say anything more.

Because more words were useless at this point; everything depended on results.

"Good. Later, someone will bring you our Medicine Vein's Medicinal Manual. It records the properties and cultivation methods for nine thousand types of medicinal herbs. You must memorize it within three months, then spend another three months successfully cultivating thirty types of medicinal herbs. Only then will you be considered a preliminary Medicine Apprentice," said Yuan Lang the Pill Master.

"Three months?" Ling Fei's eyes narrowed. He said, "I will not fail to live up to Master's expectations."

"Good!" Yuan Lang nodded.

After these instructions, the initiation ceremony concluded.

Afterward, Yuan Lang flew with Ling Fei toward his residence.

"In our Medicine Vein, each disciple is issued a Magic Sword to fly on. Disciples can also ride their own Spiritual Birds." Arriving at the mountainside, Yuan Lang the Pill Master said, "Additionally, you will be assigned four Medicine Attendants. They can manage your Medicine Garden and take care of your daily life."

"If you run into any trouble or have any questions about Elixirs, you can also come find me."

"Okay!" Ling Fei nodded, then said, "Master, I've observed that the Essence Qi here is dense, but the Gang Qi is insufficient. If a disciple wishes to cultivate, how should they go about it?"

He had noticed this problem upon arriving at the Medicine Vein.

The density of Essence Qi here surpassed that of the Great Tang Empire.

But Ling Fei hadn't seen any formal Cultivation Rooms.

As for Dragon Gang Qi, he could sense some contained within the earth's veins, but very little was seeping out.