Chapter 4839 — Such a Big Mouth
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Besides, even a seventh-grade alchemist could not possibly refine ten Great Restoration Pills in a single day—absolutely impossible!
"Who gave me the nerve? You will know in a day," Wei Zhao said, watching him with a half-smile. "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and bring out all the materials. Prepare an alchemy chamber for me, and in a day we shall see the outcome."
"Fine, you said it yourself!" Qing Xuanzi immediately ordered his people to make preparations, while Steward Hao was beside himself with joy. The qualification for the academy's partnership was now destined to fall into the hands of the Hong Clan Chamber of Commerce.
Apart from the dedicated auction halls, the Morning Star First Tower was equipped with everything one could want. Not only were there private boxes for distinguished guests, but there were also no few special-purpose chambers such as alchemy rooms. Once the materials were ready, Wei Zhao went straight into seclusion to refine his pills.
As for the rest of the crowd, they did not disperse. After all, this was only the first day of the Morning Star Auction Gala, and a whole series of events would follow—most notably the long-anticipated individual auction in a few days' time. And so all those present would be lingering in Morning Star City for a while.
Apart from the disciples of the Morning Star Academy, most of the others were lodging right here at the Morning Star First Tower, which gave them a front-row seat to the spectacle—and no one passes up a free show.
The onlookers did not scatter. Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao had wanted to rush down at the first opportunity to be reunited with Wei Zhao, but with so many eyes and ears in such a gathering, they were at last persuaded out of it by the Divine Nun of the Eastern Sea. Since they now knew Wei Zhao was with the Hong Clan Chamber of Commerce, there was no harm in waiting a little longer; better to let him settle this small tangle of business first.
Amid the waiting, the day flew by in an instant. Qing Xuanzi, Chai Laoshi, and their party kept watch at the door of the alchemy chamber, waiting for the moment it would open.
"Ha, you are all here," Wei Zhao said in greeting as he opened the door and saw the crowd.
"Well?" Chai Laoshi hurried forward. This matter concerned the very survival of the Morning Star branch, and he was even more nervous than Wei Zhao himself, afraid that some mishap might occur along the way. After all, failed refinements were perfectly normal—no alchemist, however remarkable, was exempt.
"Hmph, need he even say it? Just look at his empty hands!" Qing Xuanzi and Steward Hao and the others sneered with curled lips.
"Empty hands? Are your eyes truly so poor, gentlemen? Find the time to see a physician and have them properly examined—an illness should be treated." Wei Zhao gave an unconcerned smile, then with a flick of his hand suddenly produced a box of modest size.
When it was opened, a wave of hissing gasps rose and fell all around. As for Qing Xuanzi and his companions, their eyeballs nearly dropped to the floor—no more, no less, exactly ten seventh-grade Great Restoration Pills!
Seeing the disbelief on every face, Wei Zhao smiled silently. Even now he was holding something back; as it happened, his luck this time had been rather good, and ten sets of materials had yielded eighteen Great Restoration Pills outright. To avoid causing too great a stir, he had hidden away the extra eight.
Even so, Qing Xuanzi was utterly dumbstruck. If those ten Great Restoration Pills had been prepared in advance, that would be one thing—but these still carried warmth and the fragrance of the pill. All ten were unquestionably of superior quality, and they had been refined within a single day. This was nothing short of a miracle!
"You... is this the legendary Absolute Success in Pill Refinement?" Qing Xuanzi swallowed with difficulty, looking Wei Zhao up and down anew in disbelief.