Chapter 802 Ninth-Level Alchemist

Yan Baohu's eyes lit up and he said:

"Da Naihong, so you already have a plan to deal with Bai Yu?"

The matchmaker stood up and poured a cup of tea for Yan Baohu:

"In the next round of martial arts performance, find a way to hold down the corpse Kun, and then create an opportunity for the red-handed demon and Bai Yu to fight in a one-on-one fight and tear him alive."

"It's best to separate the space so that he can't even surrender."

Yan Baohu slapped his thigh fiercely:

"Okay, damn, I will kill Bai Yu in the next round."

"If I don't kill him, I won't be able to think clearly!"

The matchmaker smiled and said:

"I will take action personally when the time comes. Maybe I can deal with him without even having to perform a martial arts battle."

…

Due to previous conflicts, the sixth round of martial arts exercises was postponed for half a month.

Half a month later, Bai Yu sat cross-legged and refined a mysterious urn.

[Successfully refining Xuanlu Starlight, controlling Xuanlu +1.]

He slowly opened his eyes and said to himself:

"There's just enough time."

As he spoke, he put away the mysterious urn and left the cave with the storage bag he had prepared.

In the center of the Corpse Exorcist camp, the Corpse Exorcists were already waiting here.

The leader Hua Zhenzi asked hurriedly:

"Senior nephew Bai, how is your recovery from your injury?"

Bai Yu bowed his hands and saluted:

"I'd like to trouble the masters and uncles to worry about me. I've recovered."

Hua Zhenzi said repeatedly:

"That's good, that's good. It's all up to you this time."

Others gathered around, talking all over the place.

"Brother Bai, come on!"

"Hope is all on you."

"We must not lose, otherwise our zombie sect will be in trouble."

Tu Qianjun looked ashamed:

"Junior Brother Bai, we are ineffective and are holding you back. The heavy burden of the sect falls on you."

Bai Yu hurriedly said:

"Senior Brother Tu is serious. Feihushan was too cunning to find a strange beast like the Tunpowu."

"If it weren't for the fact that my Heart General Corpse Kun is immune to sonic attacks, my performance would not be better than that of Senior Brother Tu and Junior Brother Yun."

Everyone exchanged pleasantries and rushed to the martial arts field together.

When the sun rises three poles, the sixth round of martial arts performance officially begins.

In this round of martial arts, there are only thirty-two people left. The sixteen victors advance to the next round, while the sixteen losers compete for ranking.

The monks who can make it all the way to the present are the elites of each sect.

Almost every martial arts performance is very intense and very exciting.

For example, the two brothers Xingyun Buyu in Bixiao Valley are good at cloud magic and thunder magic, and can change the celestial phenomena.

Anyone who confronts these two brothers seems to be targeted by the entire world, making it difficult to move forward.

Another example is the train boy of the Red Flame Sect, who has six cart-shaped magic weapons containing six kinds of fairy flames.

As soon as he takes action, the flames burn the sky, and the lethality is unparalleled.

Bai Yu watched with great interest outside the martial arts arena and was secretly vigilant, not to underestimate the world's heroes.

At least brothers like Xingyun Buyu and others still have a certain chance of hurting him.

This is just in the Divine Eagle City area, the geniuses of various factions are so outstanding.

What about Yuanzhou, which contains more than a dozen fairy cities? What about Tianyingxian Mansion, which contains dozens of continents? What about the Immortal Court that governs countless immortal mansions?

Bai Yu couldn't even imagine how strong the strongest human immortal in the Immortal Court could be.

Still need to practice more.

We must also work hard on the laws and regulations, and at least collect hundreds of laws.

At this moment, the voice of the elder on duty echoed in all directions.

"The Geng Hao martial arts arena, Feihu Mountain's Red-Handed Demon, versus the Corpse Exorcist Bai Yu!"

Bai Yu's eyes narrowed.

Sure enough, Fei Hushan operated in secret again and let the red-handed demon deal with him.

The one who comes is not kind.

He flew up and rushed to the Genghao martial arts arena.

Hua Zhenzi and others also followed closely as if they were facing a formidable enemy, fearing that Feihushan would be shameless and resort to some unexpected moves.

Just when Bai Yu was about to fall into the trap, he saw a voluptuous and charming woman in a red dress, who was none other than the third matchmaker of Feihu Mountain.

She flew closer with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, it was Feng Leihu who took matters into his own hands before, which hurt the harmony between the two families."

"The headmaster feels very sorry, so he sent me here to offer another apology to express his feelings."

She has a hot figure and wears bold clothes. Her chest rises and falls as she speaks, showing her broad mind.

There was only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. Dano Hong lived up to her reputation.

Bai Yu felt wary in his heart and said calmly:

"There's no need to apologize. We've already settled things before."

The matchmaker smiled sweetly and said:

"It seems that fellow Taoist Bai is still dissatisfied."

"It's no wonder that fellow Taoists are resentful. It's all the fault of Feng Leihu, the dead man."

"Fellow Taoist, there is something I don't understand. I wonder if you can help me clear up my confusion?"

As she spoke, she approached, and a quiet fragrance hit her nostrils.

The clothes on the chest are thin and white.

Invisibly, a powerful charm technique has been unleashed.

Bai Yu's eyes seemed to be a little dazed, and he murmured:

"sure."

The smile on the matchmaker's face became brighter and brighter, and she used the music method to make the sound spread far away:

"How can Bai Xiaodao, who is in the early stage of Human Immortal, raise a general who is in the middle stage of Earth Immortal?"

"Could it be that the elder of the Corpse Exorcist Sect lent you his heart?"

The convention between the eight sects stipulates that disciples of the Corpse Exorcist Sect can only use their own generals, and cannot borrow or use ancestral generals.

Otherwise, this martial arts performance would be too unfair.

As soon as the matchmaker said this, it immediately attracted the attention of other factions.

If Bai Yu really borrowed the guidance of his elders, it would be a violation and he must be severely punished.

One after another, the powerful earthly immortals cast their consciousness and looked over here.

Bai Yu's eyes were blurred, and he said blankly:

"It's my own heart general, because... because I am a ninth-level alchemist."

Hong Niang's face changed drastically. She didn't expect Bai Yu to answer like this!

The cultivators of various sects who were watching were even more shocked. Bai Yu was actually a ninth-level alchemist!

A ninth-level alchemist is indeed capable of cultivating an earthly immortal heart general.

In the entire Shenying City, the ninth-level alchemist is already the top alchemist, except for the two old monsters whose whereabouts are unknown in the legend!

Those who can become ninth-level alchemists are all powerful people who have been famous for a long time in various sects.

Bai Yu had no reputation before, and only came to prominence in this martial arts performance.

Master Jianhong asked anxiously:

"Old Lu, how old is Bai Yu now?"

Lu Jing said proudly:

"I don't know how old he is, but he has been refining pills for no more than a thousand years. I watched this kid become a ninth-level pill master step by step."

Everyone's face suddenly changed.

He became a ninth-level pill master in just a thousand years, which is too fast.

The lifespan of a virtual immortal is ten thousand, and that of a human immortal is twenty thousand. Compared with this, a thousand years is too short.

Doesn't this mean that Bai Yu has the hope of becoming a profound pill master?

At this time, Bai Yu's expression was shocked, as if he suddenly woke up:

"What's going on? Why did I say this?"

"In this case, I'll reveal my cards. I'm a ninth-level alchemist."

"As a ninth-level alchemist, it's reasonable and logical for me to cultivate a heart general of an earthly immortal."

He simply bowed to the people around him:

"If you want to make pills in the future, you can come to the corpse-driving sect to find Bai."

"Bai is willing to make pills for you at half price."

And this is his real purpose.