Chapter 98 Crazy!On the morning of the opening day of the Jindan Building, the atmosphere in the inner area, which should have been quieter than the outer area of ​​Shengdan City, began to heat up. Although there was a breeze from time to time today and the air was not very dry, the temperature in the inner area still rose. pat... The door on the first floor opened, and then the windows on the second floor opened, and then the windows on the third floor, the fourth floor... and the eighth floor also opened. In an instant, just a moment like lightning and thunder, twenty more figures appeared on the eighth floor of the Jindan Building. Then the windows of the eighth floor were closed, and those who failed to enter in time could only stop silently. This is not a place where they can act recklessly relying on their Dou Zun cultivation, unless they are willing to give up all future opportunities. Moreover… although the eighth floor is full, they are still safe on the seventh floor with their Dou Zun cultivation. Twenty eighth-grade pills and ten seventh-grade pills. Mr. Han is so kind! He really made me cry to death! A group of Dou Zun and Dou Zong masters rushed to send gifts to them. Tianhuo Zun and Yunshan, who were in charge of record, had a glimpse of what a big world was like. Three portions of medicinal herbs plus items worth tens of millions of gold coins must be given, but no one would really give Mr. Han just this, right? Wouldn't anyone who is sensible have to show some respect? At the very least, everyone is a Dou Zun, so it shouldn't be a problem to give them an earth-level fighting skill or an earth-level technique, right?

Or, you can cater to his preferences and give him more precious medicinal materials and pill recipes, aren't they all a token of your thoughtfulness? Mr. Han didn't say anything about this, but you can't not give it to me. If you don't give it to me, you may not get it next time. As for the ways of the world, if you understand them, it's called human nature, and if you don't, it's an accident. Although Mr. Han won't care about these, but everyone else has given gifts, and you don't... Well, that’s the situation anyway. When Han Cheng saw the list and the medicinal materials that were brought up that night, he discovered that everyone had given some extra “thoughts”. "Alas, it seems that wherever there are people, there are people like this. Forget it, as long as it's not excessive." Han Cheng smiled and shook his head. He didn't care about these things. He took out the medicine cauldron and started to refine the medicine. So what if I accept some of their kindness, so what if some people are dissatisfied, so what if some people question the rules of Jindan Building? If you are not convinced, then go to the Douqi Continent and find an eighth-grade alchemist like Han Cheng who works regularly and does not care about the identity of the person who comes to you. Ask that person who charges a lower fee than Han Cheng to make pills for you. If it can really be found, it may not be the Douqi Continent. If you were to meet an eighth-grade alchemist, no one would introduce you to others, unless you could show off your heavenly skills and fight with him at an incredible price, who would pay attention to you? Not to mention, he is an eighth-grade peak alchemist! Under everyone's expectant gaze, at noon on the seventh day, the first nine-colored thundercloud appeared. After a burst of crackling thunder, a pale golden puppet floated on the side of the Jindan Building. "How amazing! An eighth-grade peak elixir has been refined so quickly?!" "It's the first time I've seen this, too, but judging by their expressions, it should be..." "I can see that this is the first time you have seen Mr. Han making pills. Mr. Han is now the best alchemist in the continent. He has a super high success rate. Even a ninth-grade alchemist may not be able to do it." "What is that? How can it absorb lightning energy to improve itself?" "Hehe, that's Mr. Han's unique method!" "Uh... I seem to have seen that thing somewhere before. It seems to be a puppet?" "Nonsense, even a fool can see that." "No, what I mean is that this seems to be a puppet in some secret space."

"That's perfectly normal. After all, he is Mr. Han. I would believe you even if you said that Mr. Han has obtained a Heaven-level fighting skill." "That's right, what can a man like Mr. Han do with some puppets? We won't become Mr. Han's enemy." "..." Every two months, he stopped to rest for a while, and Han Cheng also deliberately inserted some seventh-grade pills in between. After half a year, Han Cheng felt that his soul power had improved a lot in the middle stage of the heavenly realm. If it were an ordinary ninth-grade alchemist, if he did what he did, he would probably be exhausted in less than three months. But Han Cheng is different. He swallows the essence of moonlight, which is of great help in improving his soul power and eliminating fatigue. Now half a year has passed, and Han Cheng is not as tired as imagined. He even recovered from the time he was refining the seventh-grade elixir. Now he is a bit like an ordinary person who only sleeps three hours a night. After packing the pills into different categories, Han Cheng gave the pills needed on the list to Venerable Tianhuo and Yunshan for distribution. Walking out of the ninth floor window at noon, Han Cheng glanced at the silent crowd, smiled and waved his hand: "Everyone can go get the elixirs you need, and please don't make things difficult for us in the Golden Elixir Building. Thank you, everyone, see you in five years." After saying this, he turned and left, completely ignoring the countless shocked glances focused on him. It was not until the windows on the seventh and eighth floors opened and the thirty figures entered that the people, who had been in silent shock, came to their senses. "Is that Mr. Han? Half a year! He has been refining pills for half a year without interruption. He is simply not a human being!!!" "And they were all 100% successful, without a single mistake!" "Compared to Mr. Han, the adults in our clan seem like apprentices who have just started..." "Ahem, be careful about the impact and don't let others hear it. Although I thought so too." "Woo woo woo, Mr. Han, I want to be your dog..." "Bah! Shameless person!" "You do not want?" "Hehe, of course I don't want to, because I know I'm not worthy of being Mr. Han's dog..." "You are a self-aware kid. See? That one is Mr. Han's servant. He is already a seventh-level peak magical beast. It won't be long before he becomes an eighth-level magical beast." “Alas, there is no comparison. However, if a magical beast with a strong bloodline can meet a generous alchemist like Mr. Han, then its future is indeed bright. In less than a hundred years, it may be able to break through to the Dou Sheng level.” "..." "Qing'er, did you hear that?" "Teacher, I'd better forget it. Mr. Han may not think highly of me." "..." "Teacher, don't look at me. I'm not envious at all." "No, I just looked at that old fellow, Lei Zunzun. His disciple seemed to be Tian Yao Huang, right?" "..." "Hehehe... As expected of Mr. Han, Old Eight, how about we two give it a try next time?"

"Old Nine, there's nothing wrong with what you said! But given our identities, Mr. Han is also an alchemist, I'm afraid he won't like us." "Well, that's easy. Just give Mr. Han some more thoughtfulness." "Forehead……" "Old Eight, what are you hesitating about? The highest-grade elixir we've ever eaten is only of the eighth grade with five colors. You and I both know how difficult it will be to cultivate to the Seven-Star Dou Zun level..." (End of this chapter)