The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron Chapter 965

Chapter 965: Chapter 965: Blatantly Poisoning Chapter 965: Chapter 965: Blatantly Poisoning “The third question pertains to this individual,” Master Wen said, pointing at the person who had appeared out of nowhere, and addressed the many Pill Alliance Grandmasters present.

Upon hearing this, everyone regained their composure from the shock and turned their attention to the person in question.

It was a youth, bare-chested, with a skinny figure. His skin was pale blue, and his eyes were tightly closed, bearing a hint of pain on his face.

“Who is this person?” This was the question on the minds of many Grandmasters. Who was this youth that Master Wen would use him as the third challenge in their test?

However, no one ventured to ask further. Those present were all adept at reading the room and could tell that Master Wen seemed reluctant to discuss the youth's circumstances. To ask might risk displeasing Master Wen.

At that moment, the Pill Alliance Grandmasters began to scrutinize the youth thoroughly.

Imagine, a group of people surrounding a bare-chested youth, their gazes fixed on his entire body. The scene was quite bizarre.

The youth showed no reaction, and his breathing was weak, yet his body seemed to conceal a surging, potent breath.

“What an odd symptom!” More than one Grandmaster thought so in their hearts, even Fang Lin unusually furrowed his brows.

“Pale blue skin, a trace of black air swirling around his lips, breathing weak and unstable, he appears to be showing signs of poisoning, but there's a vigorous breath within his body that conflicts with the symptoms of poisoning. It can't be just poisoning,” Fang Lin mused inwardly.

“Master Wen, may I touch this person?” Master Zhong asked, wishing to further examine the youth's condition.

“You may examine him in any manner you see fit, with one caveat: do not harm him in the slightest,” Master Wen said sternly.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression grew solemn. With Master Wen speaking in such a way, the youth's identity was likely not simple; otherwise, Master Wen would not have been so concerned.

Master Zhong extended a withered palm and placed it onto the youth's shoulder, slowly allowing a thread of Inner Strength to seep into the youth's body.

However, in the next instant, Master Zhong's expression changed dramatically, and he quickly retracted his hand.

Boom!

A formidable breath erupted from the youth, aggressive in nature, as if Master Zhong's earlier action had provoked this force.

Everyone quickly stepped back, their expressions growing even more cautious, having not anticipated the youth's breath to be so formidable.

“This kind of breath, once unleashed, I'm afraid a Martial Artist with a Spirit Vein wouldn't stand a chance, and would be killed in an instant,” Master Long said, clicking his tongue.

Fang Lin also felt it; the breath that burst forth from the youth's body was incredibly powerful, and even somewhat overbearing – not something ordinary people possessed.

This further complicated matters. The youth appeared to be poisoned, yet inside him was a force as if it did not belong to him, extremely powerful. It was too difficult to speculate what could have caused such a condition.

Fang Lin had remained silent, carefully observing the youth, even noting the strength and intervals of the youth's breathing, hoping to discern something.

But unexpectedly, someone pushed him from behind, causing his focus to scatter, and his expression instantly turned cold.

“My apologies, Master Fang, I didn't see you there. How disrespectful of me,” said a middle-aged man with an apologetic smile to Fang Lin.

Seeing this, Fang Lin didn't say much and continued to watch the youth.

However, Master Wen suddenly snorted, and the atmosphere in the great hall turned gloomy. Everyone felt suffocated, as if several mountains were pressing down on them.

Everyone was caught off guard – why had Master Wen suddenly become angry?

“The Lineage of Poison Pill Masters, such remarkable skills to dare to poison someone right in front of me?” Master Wen said sternly, his piercing eyes directly looking at the person who had previously collided with Fang Lin.

The man's face turned extremely pale in an instant, not daring to meet Master Wen's gaze, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said tremblingly, “I did not know where I had offended Master Wen, I ask for your forgiveness!”

Fang Lin suddenly turned around, realizing only at this moment that he had actually been poisoned, a tingling numb sensation spreading from his back.

Immediately, Fang Lin took a Detoxification Pill and sat down cross-legged.

“How bold! To openly use poison!” Master Long got instantly furious, and with a palm strike, he moved to hit the middle-aged man.

Not just him, several Masters of Pill nearby also struck together, the middle-aged man stood no chance of resistance and was suppressed on the ground, unable to move, his eyes filled with horror and fear.

“I recognize this person, he is from the Lineage of Poison Pill Masters!” a Master of Pill said, revealing the man's identity.

Upon hearing this, most of the Pill Masters around showed disgust and aversion, as orthodox Pill Refiners, they have always abhorred Poison Pill Masters, even though the Pill Alliance had recognized them, it could not change this situation for the time being.

“What audacity, to dare attack Master Fang at the Master Conference! Truly despicable!”

“This man must be severely punished! He cannot be let off lightly!”

“All Poison Pill Masters should die! They're abominable!”

“For harming the talents of the Pill Alliance, I shall urge the higher-ups to eradicate the Lineage of Poison Pill Masters!”

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The crowd was roused, and only a few Pill Masters who were on good terms with Poison Pill Masters kept silent. But at this moment, they would not speak on behalf of this middle-aged man. Once they did, they would be treated as enemies and ostracized.

“I had no intention of harming Master Fang; it was just an accidental release of a venom scatter I recently refined!” The middle-aged man tried to argue his case, but such a ridiculous excuse would only be believed by a fool, none else.

“Release him, I shall deal with this.” Master Wen said.

The crowd immediately dispersed, and just as the middle-aged man attempted to say something, Master Wen did not give him any chance. With a wave of his hand, an enormous Palm Impression thunderously descended.

“Ah! You can't****” The middle-aged man couldn't finish his sentence before the palm fell, instantly killing him with a single strike.

The onlookers twitched, as Master Wen was usually mild and indifferent, seemingly an old good-natured man detached from worldly affairs, but once angered, he was truly terrifying–casually slapping someone to death without a word.

“Well done, Master Wen!”

“Such people, they deserve to die!”

“All Poison Pill Masters, they should die!”

***
The Masters of Pill cheered one after another, feeling exhilarated and agreeing that it was right to use such a strong hand to suppress these detestable Poison Pill Masters.

“Throw this man's body out of the city. Let not the foul aura of the Poison Pill Masters dirty our Cauldron Heaven Pill City.” Master Wen said indifferently, as though not having killed a person, but rather crushed an insignificant ant.

At that moment, Fang Lin stood up, his face calm again, the poison within his body had been expelled.

“Master Wen, I'm no longer encumbered,” Fang Lin said.

Chapter end

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