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The Pill Gathering was the grandest event in the Central Plains' alchemist world. Countless alchemists hoped to use this competition to make their names known throughout the Central Plains.
To stand out in this tournament, every participant would invest immense effort and sweat during the long preparation phase. They all wished to compete against the finest alchemy geniuses gathered on this stage and determine who truly stood above the rest!
However, these so-called Central Plains geniuses quickly encountered their first "warm-up match" inside the spatial wormhole leading to Holy Pill City… a traffic jam. Yes, even inside a spatial wormhole, traffic could get jammed.
Lin Feng and his group were "fortunate" enough to be stuck a hundred li away from Holy Pill City, completely unable to move. Of course, Lin Feng did consider directly crossing the void and heading straight to Holy Pill City.
But once he remembered that Elder Ye Zhong, whose strength was only at the Dou Zong level, was with them, he had no choice but to abandon that thought. Even putting Elder Ye Zhong aside, his physically fragile little wife certainly couldn't endure it either.
After all, if even a Dou Zong couldn't endure the spatial storms, then a Dou Huang would be ripped apart instantly. What shocked Ye Xin Lan the most, though, was not the danger—it was the sheer number of alchemists ahead of them.
She had been traveling between Ye City and Holy Pill City since childhood, yet she had never once seen so many fifth-tier and above alchemists gathered like this!
Fortunately, they were only stuck inside the wormhole for one day before their group finally reached the exit. As they stepped through the white light at the end of the tunnel, they returned to solid ground once more.
The moment Lin Feng landed at the spatial wormhole station in Holy Pill City, he finally witnessed firsthand the terrifying influence of the Pill Gathering. The instant they exited, an ear-piercing roar of noise surged into their ears like a tidal wave.
Everywhere they looked, countless alchemists of different outfits and robe colors crowded the massive red rock plaza. Their figures were so numerous that the original floor couldn't even be seen.
The number of people here… was absolutely insane. This was just one of eight spatial wormhole stations in Holy Pill City.
"There are way too many people here. Let's go to the Ye Courtyard first." Lin Feng said, scanning the surroundings helplessly.
He originally planned to check out the trading market for treasures. But considering the overwhelming crowd in front of him, who knew how long it would take just to push their way through. So, Lin Feng wisely decided to give up.
The others also nodded in agreement. They had nothing else planned anyway, and leaving this chaotic place sooner sounded like a good idea. Seeing this, Lin Feng took the lead and began heading toward the Ye Courtyard, with the group close behind.
At the same time Lin Feng arrived in Holy Pill City, Xiao Yan—who had been engaged in fierce battles against the Hall of Souls in the Southern Region of Central Plains—temporarily called a truce and made his way toward the Pill Region to participate in the Pill Gathering as well.
During the last two months, countless factions in the Southern Region of the Central Plains lived in constant fear. Because—for some unknown reason—two months ago, Falling Star Pavilion and the Hall of Souls suddenly began clashing intensely, and the battles escalated almost immediately.
Today Falling Star Pavilion would slaughter one of the Hall of Souls's cities, and tomorrow the Hall of Souls would ambush and massacre one of their squads. Initially, the various powers in Central Plains believed that Falling Star Pavilion would quickly submit.
They thought the farce would end soon. But surprisingly, despite suffering heavy losses and clearly being on the losing side, Falling Star Pavilion showed absolutely no intention of backing down. They fought the number one force of the Central Plains head-on for over two months straight.
Of course, the only reason they could hold on this long was partly because the Hall of Souls didn't fully commit… and also because the Three Leaders of the Pill Tower were secretly supporting them.
But just that bit of backbone alone was enough to make many factions look at him differently. As for the higher-ups of the Pill Tower, they chose to ignore the Three Leaders' actions of using the Pill Tower's power to search for information on Hall of Souls and secretly leaking it to Xiao Yan.
Although they were extremely displeased with Xiao Yan, their hatred toward Hall of Souls was still far greater than their dislike for him. However, this behavior only made Hall of Souls even more furious at the Pill Tower.
What puzzled everyone though, was that for some unknown reason, whenever Falling Star Pavilion attempted revenge by ambushing Hall of Souls's branch halls, they never stuck to one region. Instead, they ran around the entire continent.
As long as there was a Hall of Souls branch anywhere, Falling Star Pavilion would try to make a move, regardless of the defensive strength or the actual chance of success. They looked as if they were searching for something.
Even though Hall of Souls did not bother paying too much attention to this little mouse, Xiao Yan and Feng Zun Zhe's reckless actions left Falling Star Pavilion severely damaged. Most of their original experts were now either dead or ran away.
The current main force of Falling Star Pavilion was barely pieced together by the Three Leaders, consisting of only a few Dou Zun experts. After all, Hall of Souls's reputation in Central Plains was simply too terrifying.
Once they learned they would be going against Hall of Souls, ninety-nine percent of the Dou Zun chose to flee. Before this, the higher-ups of Falling Star Pavilion had repeatedly tried to persuade Feng Zun Zhe to stop these pointless actions.
But every attempt was firmly rejected. In his heart, as long as he could rescue that person, even if Falling Star Pavilion, which he had painstakingly managed for hundreds of years, were to be destroyed, it would be worth it.
Meanwhile, right as Xiao Yan arrived in the Pill Region to participate in the Pill Gathering, Lin Feng had just stepped into the Ye Estate when a servant informed him that people from both the Dan Clan and Cao Clan were waiting outside, specifically requesting to see him by name.
Hearing this, Lin Feng felt slightly puzzled.
"Did the Dan Clan rush over the moment I arrived just to hold me accountable?" he thought.
After all, that ambiguous moment between him and Dan Chen earlier had been caught by quite a few strong figures of the Small Pill Tower. Lin Feng couldn't help but mutter in his heart.
He then instructed the servant, "Invite them to the reception hall."
After saying that, he informed his three wives and the other members of the Ye Clan, then headed toward the reception hall. Regardless of their intentions, he needed to meet them first.
The others continued exploring different areas of the Ye Courtyard. Not long after Lin Feng reached the reception hall, the servant returned and brought in two elderly men. Lin Feng's gaze swept over them quickly.
The symbols on their robes indeed belonged to the Dan Clan and the Cao Clan.
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