Super Leveling System

Silence.    

After Lu Zixuan finished speaking, those people from the Shura Sect all fell into a deathly silence.    

On his face, each was more embarrassed than the last.    

Face smacking, this was face smacking.    

Moreover.    

Or did he slap himself in the face?    

He had just spoken those words, and now they were being spoken by his own people.    

So direct, so rough.    

"Everyone, why are your expressions so ugly?"    

"Did you not rest well last night?"    

"As an apothecary, I advise everyone that the body is the true source of power for the revolution. You must take care of your body. It's good for you to drink more wolfberry tea when you get back."    

Lu Zixuan continued.    

F * ck, I'll make you act tough, make you laugh at me!    

He must be a fool!    

With the Plant Wither and flourish Art in your hands, you bunch of scum, you dare to show off?    

"Shut up!"    

"You think you're powerful?"    

"So what if I can't concoct the pill? Don't tell me that you can?"    

"If you don't succeed in refining it, everyone will die!"    

Xue Sha's face was quite red, as if he'd been scalded with boiling water.    

Half was angry, the other half embarrassed.    

When he thought about how he had just been smug and said that he would soon be able to concoct a Profound Level Pellet, his face burned with pain.    

Over here.    

Hearing Lu Zixuan's ridicule, he said in an incomparably gloomy voice.    

"Honestly speaking, just because you can't refine it, it doesn't mean that I can't either."    

"Gap, do you know what a gap is?"    

"Experts are all very low-key, just like me."    

"I never say that I am incredible at pill forging, really!"    

In the face of Xue Sha's malevolent growl.    

Lu Zixuan did not care about it at all, nor did he give any face to Xue Sha.    

He waved his hand, looking like an old man the best in the world. It was a lonely old man, causing Xue Sha to grit his teeth in hatred and clench his fists so tightly that they made gurgling sounds.    

How could he tolerate this?    

"Kid, what did you say?"    

"It would be unbelievable if you could concoct pills!"    

"Over a thousand types of medicinal herbs. You've been throwing them all down, yet you've been looking at others. If you can refine them, that would be absolutely impossible."    

"Our Elder Xue Sha just failed. But you, you don't even know how to refine pills!"    

He deserved a beating!    

Lu Zixuan's expression and tone of voice were clearly asking for a beating.    

The group of Shura Sect practitioners were so angry that their chests violently rose and fell, and their breathing became hurried.    

"Absolutely impossible?"    

"I'll show you guys what it means to be lonely in the ancient times, to have the demeanor of an expert, and to be a master!"    

Lu Zixuan rolled his eyes.    

His tone was as though it still owed him something.    

"Alright!"    

"Then I'll wait for your end!"    

"There's still half a minute. Let's see what you can refine."    

Xue Sha resisted the urge to attack and spoke word by word to Lu Zixuan.    

His voice was hoarse, like a raging volcano. It was trying its best to suppress the boiling magma, allowing people to feel the incomparable pressure and danger.    

"Then let's wait and see."    

"Young man, you're a bit impatient."    

Lu Zixuan waved his sleeves, as if he was an otherworldly expert.    

He calmly stood in front of the furnace. As for the matter of concocting pills, he had no need to worry.    

"Just you wait!"    

"Countdown!"    

Xue Sha was provoked again.    

His entire face was twisted.    

He fiercely glanced at Lu Zixuan and spoke to the Cultivator From Shura Sect behind him.    

"Yes sir!"    

"Twenty-five seconds!"    

"24 seconds!"    

"Ten seconds!"    

"Three seconds!"    

"One second!"    

"Time's up, hurry up and start the furnace!"    

"If you don't open the furnace, then it's your loss!"    

A group of Shura Sect practitioners were counting down from one another on the side.    

When the ten minutes were up, the Cultivator began to urge him.    

"Ten minutes?"    

"Your calculations are a bit quick, but it should be over by now."    

"Open the furnace!"    

Over here.    

The time for Yao Lao's possession card was about to end.    

Lu Zixuan bellowed as he struck towards the furnace with his palm.    

Boom!    

"I'm done!"    

With a palm strike, Lu Zixuan's Su Du was extremely fast.    

Under Yao Lao's possession card, he didn't even need to control it. With just a casual pat, the lid of the cauldron was opened.    

Then.    

He spoke loudly to Xue Sha and the others.    

"Is it over?"    

"Then, take out the pills you want to refine!"    

"Let's put down all one thousand herbs together. I want to see what kind of damned thing can be created."    

Xue Sha snorted angrily.    

His eyes were full of contempt and disdain.    

When the cauldron was activated, there wasn't the slightest bit of medicinal fragrance emanating from it. How was this possible?    

He had failed the pill forging and even became a pile of dregs.    

When he thought of this, Xue Sha's originally savage expression finally became a bit better.    

"He can't take it out."    

"He doesn't have the slightest bit of medicinal fragrance, but he's able to concoct pills?"    

"In my opinion, those medicinal herbs have long been burnt to ashes."    

The rest of the Shura Sect also let out a long sigh of relief.    

After all.    

He didn't lose, so he still kept his face.    

"Lu Zixuan!"    

"Hurry up and take it out. If you can't, then these people will all die here."    

Xue Sha urged.    

As he spoke, he pointed at Wan Jian Cheng and the rest, causing their pupils to constrict.    

"Damned Lu Zixuan, why do you want to make a bet if you can't concoct the pills?"    

"Or bet our lives on it?"    

"You slave, you should have died in Beast Fighting Ring."    

The people from Heavenly Palace Sect were also doing their best to curse at Lu Zixuan.    

They blamed all of their wrongdoings on Lu Zixuan.    

"A bunch of idiots!"    

"Still f * cking staying here?"    

Lu Zixuan's gaze turned sinister, as he started to have a more and more unfavorable impression of people from the Heavenly Palace Sect.    

If not for Li Tianshu, Lin Shaojun and Lin Qing'er, he definitely wouldn't have returned here.    

"Since you all wish to see the medicinal pills that I concoct, then I shall satisfy you all!"    

"Give it out!"    

"Hualala!"    

It was also at this time that Lu Zixuan's palm shot out towards the pill concocting furnace.    

In an instant.    

A crashing sound could be heard from the cauldron as pills began to flow down like water.    

was imprisoned in midair by Lu Zixuan's power.    

One!    

Two!    

Ten!    

Twenty pills!    

Pill after pill flew out from the furnace and floated in the air.    

And the Heavenly Palace Sect people who were originally cursing at Lu Zixuan, or even Cultivator From Shura Sect who were ridiculing Lu Zixuan.    

At this moment.    

They all shut their mouths.    

As they stared at the pills flying out of the pill furnace, their eyes grew wider and wider.    

Breathe.    

They all began to panic.    

The entire plaza sank into a strange atmosphere.    

Other than the sound of heavy breathing and the sound of pills flying out, there was actually no other sound.    

This place was a little eerie.