# Chapter 2142: An Even More Humiliating Defeat
"Quite the bold claim." King Saint heard the bet Lin Feng had proposed—that he slap his own mouth—and a murderous intent stirred within him.
"As for the battle wager, who do you plan to have fight for you?" King Saint asked Lin Feng.
"Since I'm betting with you myself, naturally I'll be the one to fight. If you're willing, you can come up yourself." Lin Feng's expression was calm as he looked at King Saint. King Saint's eyes flickered, and he laughed: "In battle, there are no eyes. If you get injured or killed, don't blame my Dan King Clan for bullying an outsider."
"If I lose, I have no complaints about life or death. Of course, the same goes for you." Lin Feng continued in a flat tone: "You still haven't answered whether you accept my wager."
King Saint stared at Lin Feng, silent for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile: "Since you're so interested, I'll naturally oblige. Shall we fight now?"
"No rush." Lin Feng smiled, then turned his gaze toward the alchemy towers. Since Rufeng was so confident, he could obviously win this alchemy competition. So, he would first obtain the soul-nourishing pill that was useful to Mu Chen before making his move.
King Saint also shifted his gaze to the two alchemy towers. Rufeng and his people were still refining their pills. Refining an Emperor-grade pill was no easy task—it required extremely complex procedures: melting the medicinal ingredients, achieving perfect proportions, controlling the fire to perfection, allowing each medicinal component to fuse appropriately, then using alchemy techniques to continuously refine. Some skilled alchemists even had methods to enhance the pill's quality. As a result, an Emperor-grade pill often took several hours to complete, and there was always the possibility of failure.
"Failed. This is the second failure. It seems Rufeng has a high chance of winning." The crowd heard a cracking sound from the alchemy tower—someone from the Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan had failed in their pill refinement. This was already the second failure. It seemed the pressure was getting to him. After all, Rufeng's alchemy skills were formidable. In their last three-way competition, he had been the one to refine the final pill. This time, he was appearing in the first round, so his opponent would need to refine a very high-grade pill to have any chance of winning.
"Alright, consider this round a loss." King Saint saw the man hesitating. Clearly, two failures had cost him dearly, and he couldn't produce suitable materials for another attempt. Moreover, since Rufeng was participating, King Saint hadn't expected to win this round anyway. Conceding was fine.
The man on the alchemy tower nodded slightly, then leaped down. This round of alchemy was conceded.
King Saint stepped forward, his figure landing gracefully on an alchemy tower. He looked at Rufeng and smiled: "Second round of alchemy. Who will you send?"
"Lost one round. It seems King Saint wants to turn things around. But Rufeng, the strongest alchemist among the descendants of the Dan King from the Danxiao Continent, has already appeared. This round will surely be lost." The crowd thought to themselves. Everything depended on the third round.
Rufeng gave King Saint a brilliant smile and said calmly: "This time, you won't even have a chance for a third round."
With that, King Saint stepped down from the alchemy tower, leaving King Saint stunned, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
Rufeng came to Lin Feng's side, and they exchanged a knowing smile. Then, Yaoyao looked at Lin Feng, blinked, and smiled: "Brother Lin Feng, Yaoyao knows how to refine pills too. This time, I'll help Brother Lin Feng win that pill."
With that, Yaoyao's body soared into the air and landed on the alchemy tower. This scene made the crowd pause. A substitution—and with the youngest girl.
"What's going on?" In the last alchemy competition, Rufeng, Ruyun, and Ziling had participated, with Yaoyao merely watching. Now, facing King Saint, a young girl was stepping up. This stirred a strange feeling among the crowd.
Lin Feng's eyes flickered as he looked at Rufeng and the others. Rufeng laughed: "Lin Feng, Yaoyao is the Master's daughter. He only has this one daughter and one son—Yaoyao's older brother, who also dotes on her greatly. Yaoyao's alchemy skills are actually much better than mine."
"I see." Lin Feng smiled. It seemed talent truly couldn't be judged by age. These people were said to be descendants of the Dan King from the Danxiao Continent. Lin Feng wasn't entirely clear about their exact status, as he wasn't very familiar with the Danxiao Continent. But Yaoyao was likely of direct bloodline—a true descendant of the Dan King.
King Saint didn't underestimate Yaoyao because of her age. On the contrary, he sensed something was off. Rufeng's earlier words and the girl's brilliant, confident smile made his heart waver. But only for a moment—King Saint quickly steadied himself and prepared to refine his pill.
"Hehe, the face of your Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan is going to be thoroughly lost this time." Yaoyao smiled, then summoned her alchemy furnace—a small red cauldron. Brilliant, colorful flames burst forth, drilling into the small cauldron. Her hands simultaneously formed alchemy seals, her movements extremely skilled and practiced, completely at odds with her age.
King Saint glanced over, his expression growing increasingly serious.
"This is the Dan King Art, the alchemy technique unique to the Dan King's descendants from our Danxiao Continent. This girl is a bloodline descendant of the Dan King, not just an ordinary successor. It seems the Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan has miscalculated again." Some alchemists from the Danxiao Continent saw this and their pupils contracted, making the situation even more interesting.
"Alchemy is like an art—exquisitely beautiful." Lin Feng marveled inwardly at Yaoyao's technique. The brilliant flames traced long arcs, dancing continuously above the furnace. Yaoyao offered up medicinal ingredients, her palm sweeping across, suspending them in the air, refining them with virtual flames before slowly lowering them into the furnace. The lid closed, and moments later, a medicinal fragrance wafted out, causing many to take deep breaths, their expressions intoxicated.
"Such fast alchemy speed. There are already signs of pill formation." The crowd's pupils contracted. Light flickered within the furnace, as if nine-colored radiance was coiling and dancing inside. The crowd was speechless with astonishment. This young girl's alchemy skills were indeed superior to Rufeng's, and her flames were more flexible, clearly formed from multiple types of fire.
King Saint had lost his earlier composure. His expression grew increasingly grave as he tried to steady his mind and bring out his strongest alchemy abilities.
"Idiot, your technique only uses hand gestures to control the flames, not merging them with your intent. Such impure control—how can you achieve true mastery? Do you even know how to refine pills?" Yaoyao glanced to the side and said playfully, making King Saint feel like vomiting blood. A member of the Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan being told by a young girl that he didn't know how to refine pills—what a disgrace.
The faces of the Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan members were all unpleasant. They could also sense that King Saint would likely lose this round. If King Saint lost, the Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan would fail for the second time in their alchemy competition against the Dan King's descendants from the Danxiao Continent. How humiliating—they couldn't accept such a defeat.
"And your flames—all violence, no control at all. Such flames might work for battle, but for alchemy, they're counterproductive. Brother King Saint, how about you come with me to the Danxiao Continent? I'll teach you how to refine pills." Yaoyao said with a giggle. King Saint's face alternated between pale and green. Every word she spoke hit precisely on his alchemy weaknesses. In front of everyone, he couldn't deny it, so he had no way to refute. Yet she could mock him while refining her own pill—how could he not be utterly humiliated?
"My pill is about to be completed. You can take your time." Yaoyao said with a grin, then continued forming fire-control seals, channeling them into the furnace. The fragrance from the furnace was overwhelming, and terrifying beams of light seemed to pierce through the cauldron, casting reflections outward.
"Such strong colored light, and this pill aura."
Some skilled alchemists closed their eyes, taking a deep sniff, and could already gauge the pill's grade.
"Peak third-grade Emperor pill. This little girl's alchemy skill is terrifying. Even Emperor-level figures couldn't refine a pill of this grade."
"And she seems to do it so effortlessly—that's what's truly frightening."
Lin Feng heard the crowd's comments and was inwardly shocked: "Yaoyao's alchemy is this powerful?"
"Lin Feng, do you think we descendants of the Dan King from the Danxiao Continent are only famous in name? Alchemy skill is the foundation." Ziling remained serious as she spoke, making Lin Feng nod slightly. It seemed he had underestimated Yaoyao and the others' terrifying alchemy abilities.
The pill was complete. Colored light swirled around it as the pill burst out of the furnace. Yaoyao's flames spread out, and she snatched it back. At the same time, a loud crash was heard—King Saint's alchemy furnace had exploded, leaving him covered in black soot. He knew he was about to lose and had tried to go all out, but the result was a shattered furnace and failed refinement.
"The Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan failed in both rounds of alchemy—an even more humiliating defeat than last time." The crowd murmured, sighing inwardly. As for the Divine Radiance City Dan King Clan members, their faces were pale, their expressions extremely ugly. Utterly disgraceful.