C1388 Courting Death
C1388 Courting Death
However, what Chu Xin was worried about was that Lin Yaoyang would really have no chance to regret if he agreed to their request after receiving their stimulation.
Even if Lin Yaoyang was a true Eighth Grade alchemist, the chances of him passing the test were very slim. This was because Chu Xin knew that Cheng Qiu's grandfather would definitely choose one of the Eighth Grade alchemists. All of them had a pitiful chance of forming a pill. The pill that was extremely close to a tier 9 pill would be refined by Lin Yaoyang.
Even a genuine tier 9 alchemist could not guarantee that he would be able to successfully refine that kind of pill.
Moreover, Lin Yaoyang looked so young. Even if he had really reached the level of a tier 8 alchemist, he would still not be able to refine a ___ of that tier. He would most likely be at the level of a newly advanced alchemist. There was no reason for him to say that he had already entered this level for a very long time. He was someone who had immersed himself in this realm for many years.
How old was Lin Yaoyang?
However, while he was still worried, Lin Yaoyang had already nodded at them and said, "Sure."
Cheng Qiu and the grandpa in charge were waiting for Lin Yaoyang to say this.
When Cheng Qiu heard Lin Yaoyang's words, his face immediately turned joyful. He looked at his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, let me compete with him. We won't go too far. As long as this kid has successfully formed the pill, he will win!"
The stewards nodded with a smile on his face. The surrounding alchemists also had smiles on their faces. At this moment, the atmosphere of the scene had become very lively.
However, Guo Yuehong and Ke Lia were sitting there with no trace of anxiety on their faces. Ke Lia sat there with his legs crossed, holding a secret manual in his hand and reading it seriously.
Guo Yuehong, on the other hand, had a smile on her face as she kept looking at Lin Yaoyang. She did not seem to be in a hurry at all.
Chu Xin was stunned when he saw this. Were all his companions so confident in Lin Yaoyang?
It seemed like Lin Yaoyang was really an Eighth Grade alchemist, but how could Lin Yaoyang avoid the steward's trap?
Lin Yaoyang stood where he was. At this moment, he did not have the slightest bit of anxiety in his heart. It did not matter what grade of medicinal ingredients they took out. As long as Lin Yaoyang was given a quiet room, Lin Yaoyang would be able to easily turn it into a pill.
Lin Yaoyang had already seen it in his heart. Even if it was the highest grade medicinal formula in the Level 8 Pill, he would still be able to afford it.
It was just that the expenditure was a little too great. However, if that pill was refined, even Lin Yaoyang himself would not be willing to use it. Its value would definitely be greater than the medicinal formula.
However, after Lin Yaoyang saw the medicinal ingredients of the pill, he immediately felt relieved. He did not believe in this academy's medicinal room. No matter how rich and overbearing it was, there was no reason for him to take out such a precious treasure and let Lin Yaoyang waste it.
Lin Yaoyang only needed a little bit of blood. Lin Yaoyang felt that he could still bear the consequences of such a small amount of blood.
Cheng Qiu looked at Lin Yaoyang with a sneer on his face. He felt that Lin Yaoyang was simply courting death. He didn't even have the chance to see Lin Yaoyang win.
The old man turned around and returned to a room behind him.