Phoenix Cry Firmament - Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Chief Alchemist of Qingyun School

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Hey, guys, guess. What do you think will be the test result of Mu Ruyue of the Mu Family?”

“What’s the point of guessing? Nothing, definitely.”

“Haha, she’ll be out in a minute. Just glance at her face then and you’ll surely know the outcome.”

While speaking, a plainly-clad figure jumped into everyone’s field of view.

The girl’s expression was as cold as frost without a hint of emotion or surprise within her eyes, just like when she first arrived.

Seeing her like this, the crowd was even more certain of what they were thinking.

A waste was a waste and would always be a waste no matter how she tried to change.

Since everyone’s attention was locked on Mu Ruyue, nobody noticed the shock that had yet to recede on the guide’s face as he followed her out.

The guide watched Mu Ruyue depart then slowly withdrew his gaze and coldly announced, “Ladies and gentlemen, Elder Zhao has recalled a matter he has to attend today. The test will end here for now. Come back and line up at the same time next year!”

After making that announcement, he turned and walked into the test hall.

“Elder Zhao,” the guide said, cupping his fists respectfully. “I’ve asked those people to leave.”

“Hmm.” Elder Zhao nodded as he thought of the test results just now, with obvious surprise in his eyes. “Pretend you didn’t see anything just now. You must never tell a soul—is that clear?”

Elder Zhao rarely looked this serious, so the guide nodded immediately at his command. “Rest assured, Elder Zhao. I will never tell.”

“Good, then take care of the rest. I must go to Master Wu Yu.”

That girl’s talent was too extraordinary. If other parties were to find out, they would definitely compete for her. Therefore, her test results must be kept secret from anyone.

He couldn’t contain his excitement at the thought that it was he who had dug up such a talent.

Since the Genius Martial Arts Tournament would be held in a few months, aspiring warriors from Qingyun School would appear in Feng City around that time. The talent test was designed to discover geniuses, but that didn’t mean that some people with mediocre talents couldn’t rise to the top through perseverance.

Hence, the Genius Martial Arts Tournament.

Inside an inn, two old men were chatting and laughing.

One of them was wearing a yellow striped robe with a green skirt and had a shrewdness palpable between his brows. The other, on the other hand, was wearing a grayish cotton robe and a red cloak, making him look out of place.

“Haha, Tian Yuan, I remember that your disciple, Ye Tianfeng, is His Royal Highness of Ziyue Country, am I right?” Wu Yu smiled at the old man clad in the striped yellow robe. “Haha, he’s quite a young talent. Tian Yuan, you’re blessed.”

“Master Wu Yu must be kidding.” Tian Yuan laughed and said discreetly, “If Master Wu Yu wanted to take a disciple, I can’t imagine how many geniuses would fight to enter through your door. The title ‘the Chief Alchemist of Qingyun School’ is irrefutably a prestigious signboard. How could I compare to Master Wu Yu? It’s just that Master Wu Yu has stringent criteria, so it’s hard for anyone to catch your eye. However, Feng’er’s talents are indeed outstanding. He’s an excellent seedling of an alchemist and I have now begun to teach him to refine medicinal pills and elixirs.”

Wu Yu stroked his beard with a faint smile and denied nothing.

He was bored and exchanging pleasantries, nothing more.

Honestly, a genius like Ye Tianfeng couldn’t catch his eye at all.

Just then, a knock came from outside the door, and Elder Zhao pushed the door and walked in. Looking at the smiling old man, he suppressed his overflowing excitement, took a deep breath, and greeted them: “Master Wu Yu, Master Tian Yuan.”

“Elder Zhao, what’s the matter? Is the test over?” Wu Yu surveyed Elder Zhao, who was blushing with exhilaration as he asked with bafflement.

“Not yet. But since I had to report something, I ended the test halfway through.”

“Oh? What drove you to abandon the test and rush to report to us?”

“It’s like this, Master Wu Yu—” Recalling the scene at the test hall, Elder Zhang said with elation, “In the test hall earlier, I discovered a peerless genius—truly, an insane genius. Even Master Tian Yuan’s disciple, Ye Tianfeng, is less than a percent of that genius.”