I, the Villain, Become Invincible the More Descendants I Have

Chapter 138 The Pill Cultivation Clown Disrupts the Show, the Head of the Imperial Medical Academy Returns to His PostThe news of the pacification of Tianyao City spread across the entire Southern Region within three days, as if it had grown wings.

The once arrogant Qingyun Dynasty had completely collapsed. The last emperor, Qingyun Lie, died vomiting blood from extreme anger, the empty shell of the Medicine God was reduced to an ordinary child, and Wanyao Valley was left without a leader.

The scattered remnants still resisting, upon hearing the news, packed their bags overnight; they either opened their gates to surrender or took their funds and fled, and not a single one dared to stand up and resist.

On the day Emperor Cao Xukun led the 300,000-strong Xuan Armor Army back to Qingyun City, the entire population poured out to welcome them, lining the streets.

From the city gates to the City Lord’s Mansion, the ten-mile-long street was filled with flowers and fine wine. The people held signs reading ”Long Live Emperor Xuan” and their cheers were deafening.

”Your Majesty Emperor Xuan, you have worked hard!”

”Thank you, Your Majesty, for pacifying the war and restoring peace to us!”

”Your Majesty is our second parent!”

Emperor Cao Xukun sat upright on the Nine-Dragon Chariot, his black dragon robe fluttering in the wind. The pressure of his late-stage Golden Immortal cultivation was contained within him, yet he naturally exuded the imperial majesty of one looking down upon all living beings. He raised his hand to wave at the people. Wherever he passed, the people knelt in succession, their eyes filled with fanatical worship.

Upon returning to the City Lord’s Mansion, the first order of business was to deal with the remaining disciples of Wanyao Valley.

General Black Tiger marched into the main hall, escorting the trussed-up Great Elder Yao Qianchen and several hundred core disciples of Wanyao Valley. He said in a rough voice, ”Your Majesty! All the disciples of Wanyao Valley have been brought here! Except for a few who resisted and were beheaded, the rest are all here!”

Great Elder Yao Qianchen’s hair was disheveled and his clothes were tattered, but he still held his neck stiffly, his face full of defiance. ”Emperor Cao Xukun! Don’t get cocky! My Wanyao Valley has a heritage of one hundred thousand years; how could we ever truly submit to a martial artist from the mortal realm like you! Even if you kill us, more alchemy cultivators will rise up to resist you!”

”Oh? Is that so?” Emperor Cao Xukun picked up his teacup, took a gentle sip, and spoke in a calm tone, ”It seems you still haven’t recognized the reality. The Qingyun Dynasty is gone, and the Medicine God you take such pride in has become an ordinary person. Now, the entire Southern Region belongs to Great Xuan. Since you won’t submit, are you planning to rebel alongside dead men?”

”I...” Great Elder Yao Qianchen was left speechless, his face turning pale and then red.

Just then, a burst of arrogant laughter suddenly came from outside the hall, piercing through the entire structure. ”Hahaha! Well said! Wanyao Valley has a heritage of one hundred thousand years; how could it submit to a wild cultivator from the mortal realm!”

As the words fell, a red figure broke through the air and landed directly in the center of the main hall. This person wore a crimson Daoist robe embroidered with alchemy furnace patterns, stepped on a bronze alchemy furnace burning with raging alchemy fire, had fire-red hair, and his eyes flashed with the light of alchemy fire. His whole body was surrounded by countless alchemy runes, and his aura of arrogance was maxed out to the level of an alchemy furnace.

”I am Dan Wuji, the Chief Alchemy Master under the Crown Prince of the Central Dynasty, the Son of Destiny of Alchemy ordained by the Heavenly Dao!” The man crossed his arms, his chin lifted high, looking at everyone present through his nostrils. ”On the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince, I have come to take over Wanyao Valley!”

”Emperor Cao Xukun, if you know what’s good for you, hand over the shennong cauldron, the shennong materia medica, and all the disciples of Wanyao Valley immediately. Then, cripple your own alchemy cultivation and kneel before me to kowtow three times, and I might spare your dog life! Otherwise, I will trigger the Heavenly Punishment of Alchemy and burn your Qingyun City to scorched earth!”

These words were extremely arrogant, completely disregarding Emperor Cao Xukun and everyone present. General Black Tiger exploded on the spot, grabbing his broadsword and preparing to rush up. ”Damn it! Another arrogant show-off! Is the Central Dynasty out of people? Why do they only send brainless fools to die?”

”Stop.” Emperor Cao Xukun raised his hand to stop General Black Tiger, looking at Dan Wuji with great interest. ”Take over Wanyao Valley? On what grounds?”

”On what grounds?” Dan Wuji acted as if he had heard a hilarious joke, pointing to his own nose and laughing wildly. ”On the grounds that I am the Son of Destiny of Alchemy! Born with a Grade 9 Alchemy Saint Body! I recognized a hundred herbs at three, refined Grade 3 pills at five, refined Grade 7 immortal pills at ten, and became the youngest Grade 8 Alchemist in the Immortal Realm at twenty! Throughout history, no one’s talent in alchemy can compare to mine!”

”The heritage of Wanyao Valley should have belonged to me! That little girl Su Yaoer only stole the fur of my alchemy lineage, yet she dares to call herself an alchemy prodigy? It’s laughable!” He turned to look at Su Yaoer, who was standing beside Emperor Cao Xukun, his face full of disdain. ”Girl, if you’re smart, get back to Wanyao Valley to farm. Don’t embarrass yourself here!”

Su Yaoer frowned slightly and said coldly, ”Whether I have the ability or not is not for you to decide. Alchemy achievements rely on strength, not trash talk.”

”Trash talk?” Dan Wuji sneered. ”Fine! Then today I will let you see what real alchemy is! Do you dare to have an alchemy contest with me? If you lose, Wanyao Valley belongs to me, and you will be my fire-tending maid; if I lose, I will be at your disposal!”

”Why wouldn’t I dare?” Su Yaoer agreed without hesitation.

”Good! You have guts!” Dan Wuji clapped his hands. ”Then let’s compete in refining a Grade 8 immortal pill—the Heaven-Returning Pill! Whoever refines a pill of higher quality wins!”

As he spoke, he waved his large hand, and an exquisite purple-gold alchemy furnace appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall. The furnace was covered with ancient alchemy runes; it was clearly not an ordinary item. Dan Wuji said triumphantly, ”This is the Grade 8 ’Purple-Gold Furnace’ bestowed upon me by His Highness the Crown Prince. It can increase the quality of refined pills by thirty percent! Today, I will make you lose with conviction!”

He skillfully threw medicinal herbs into the furnace and formed hand seals to fuel the alchemy fire. His movements were smooth and flowing, and he did seem to have some genuine skill.

”See that? This is what being professional means!” Dan Wuji boasted while refining the pill. ”My fire control technique is personally taught by the Heavenly Dao and is precise to the smallest detail! The Heaven-Returning Pill I refine will definitely be the absolute best of the best!”

Half an hour later, the lid of the furnace was flipped open with a ”bang.” A rich medicinal fragrance wafted out, and a crimson pill flew out with seven clear alchemy runes on it.

”Hahaha! Did you see that! A peak Grade 7 Heaven-Returning Pill! Just one step away from Grade 8!” Dan Wuji raised the pill triumphantly. ”Even in the entire Southern Region, no one can refine a Heaven-Returning Pill of such high quality! Girl, you are doomed to lose!”

Many Wanyao Valley disciples in the hall showed expressions of surprise. A peak Grade 7 Heaven-Returning Pill was indeed already at the top level of alchemy in the Southern Region.

However, Su Yaoer just smiled faintly and raised her hand to summon the shennong cauldron. The moment the ancient and heavy bronze cauldron appeared, it instantly overshadowed the radiance of the Purple-Gold Furnace. She casually grabbed a handful of herbs and threw them into the cauldron. Without complex hand seals, she just waved her hand gently, and golden flames ignited automatically.

In just ten minutes, the lid of the shennong cauldron opened automatically. A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, and a golden pill flowing with eight perfect alchemy runes slowly flew out. The medicinal fragrance was more than ten times richer than before, and even the potted plants in the hall bloomed instantly.

”An... an eight-grade perfect Heaven-Returning Pill!”

An old alchemist in the crowd screamed, his whole body trembling with excitement. ”Perfect alchemy runes! It’s actually perfect alchemy runes! I’ve lived for thousands of years, and this is the first time I’ve seen a perfect Grade 8 pill!”

The whole hall instantly exploded!

”My god! Refining a Grade 8 perfect pill in ten minutes! This is too outrageous!”

”Dan Wuji took half an hour to refine a peak Grade 7, and she refined a perfect Grade 8 in ten minutes! The gap is too huge!”

”What Son of Destiny of Alchemy! In front of Miss Su, he isn’t even worthy of carrying her shoes!”

The smile on Dan Wuji’s face froze instantly, his eyes widened like copper bells, his face full of disbelief. ”Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You little girl, how could you refine a perfect Grade 8 pill! You must have cheated!”

”Cheated?” Su Yaoer shook her head. ”It’s just that you are too weak, don’t make excuses.”

”I don’t believe it! I don’t accept this!” Dan Wuji, enraged by shame, violently fueled his alchemy fire, turning it into a fire dragon, and lunged fiercely at Su Yaoer. ”I want to kill you, you bitch! You stole my alchemy talent!”

”Presumptuous!”

Emperor Cao Xukun’s eyes turned cold, and he waved his hand casually. A strand of Chaos Spiritual Power was released, and the fire dragon dissipated instantly. Dan Wuji was struck hard, spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and fell heavily to the ground. His Alchemy Saint Body shattered instantly, his mid-stage Golden Immortal cultivation vanished into thin air, and even the Purple-Gold Furnace at his feet exploded into fragments.

”Ah—! My Saint Body! My cultivation!” Dan Wuji let out a shrill scream, clutching his head and rolling on the ground. ”I am the Son of Destiny of Alchemy! I shouldn’t have lost!”

”I destroy every piece of trash from the Central Dynasty I see.” Emperor Cao Xukun’s tone was cold. ”Drag him away and throw him out of the Southern Region. If there is a next time, kill him without mercy.”

Two soldiers stepped forward and dragged Dan Wuji, who looked like a dead dog, away.

After dealing with Dan Wuji, Emperor Cao Xukun looked at the Wanyao Valley disciples present and said loudly, ”Now, who else is not convinced?”

All the Wanyao Valley disciples knelt down in unison, shouting, ”We are willing to submit to Great Xuan! Greetings, Your Majesty Emperor Xuan! We swear to serve Your Majesty to the death!”

Even the most stubborn Great Elder Yao Qianchen lowered his head, sighed, and knelt on the ground.

Emperor Cao Xukun nodded, his gaze falling on Su Yaoer, his tone solemn. ”Su Yaoer, hear this decree!”

”This subject is here.” Su Yaoer bowed gracefully.

”Effective immediately, I appoint you as the Head of the Imperial Medical Academy of the Great Xuan Dynasty, commanding all disciples of Wanyao Valley, and in charge of all alchemy affairs of Great Xuan! Integrate all alchemy resources in the Southern Region, establish the Great Xuan Alchemy Academy, and cultivate alchemy talent!”

”This subject obeys the decree! Thank you, Your Majesty!” Su Yaoer was so excited that her face flushed red, and she bowed to accept the order.

[Ding! Successfully subdued all disciples of Wanyao Valley!]

[Obtained a large amount of alchemy luck! Host’s alchemy achievements have reached a new level!]

[Unlocked the Imperial Medical Academy function! Can batch-cultivate alchemists and physicians!]

As the system prompt faded, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall. A soldier ran in hurriedly, knelt, and reported, ”Reporting to Your Majesty! The City Lords of the remaining seventeen cities in the Southern Region have all arrived with their official seals to surrender! They are currently waiting outside the hall!”

A satisfied smile curled up on the corner of Emperor Cao Xukun’s mouth.

The pacification of the entire Southern Region was just around the corner.

The grand climax of annexing the Qingyun Dynasty was about to arrive.