Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 566 Golden Immortal Ascension Pill!

Soon the pill tribulation descended.

Lightning roared as it tore through the heavens, carrying a destructive aura that made even seasoned cultivators feel a chill.

Yet Bai Zihan stood there calmly.

He had made almost no visible preparations. No defensive formations. No protective artifacts specifically for this.

Because in his eyes, this level of tribulation was nothing.

He had already endured heavenly tribulations far more terrifying than this.

Compared to those, this pill tribulation was insignificant. It could help temper his body a bit if it was powerful.

But to the others watching, it was a completely different story.

Mu Yuelanʼs expression turned grave.

”He didnʼt prepare anything?”

A trace of worry surfaced in her eyes.

(Has he underestimated the pill tribulation?)

The others felt the same.

That terrifying pressure alone was enough to make their hearts tremble yet Bai Zihan stood there as if facing nothing at all.

For a moment, they were ready to intervene.

But then Bai Zihan raised his hand and signaled them to stop.

Their steps halted instantly.

They hesitated but did as asked by Bai Zihan.

After all, when it came to strength, Bai Zihan was undoubtedly the strongest among them.

Perhaps he had something in his sleeve and didnʼt need their help.

Boom!!!

The first bolt of tribulation lightning descended.

It tore through the air, striking down with unstoppable force.

And then it hit Bai Zihan or more accurately it was going for the pill that he refined.

When the light faded, Bai Zihan was still standing there, not a speck of damage on his body.

As if nothing had happened.

Not a single injury.

Not even a change in expression.

”Watch out!”

”Be careful!”

Voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Everyoneʼs expression changed.

That bolt of lightning, it was several times stronger than a normal pill tribulation.

They felt a sense of great danger from it and yet, Bai Zihan had not even raised

a defensive barrier.

He simply stood there.

This only made their worry intensify.

But before anyone could act, the lightning had already fallen.

Boom!!!

A deafening explosion erupted.

Blinding light engulfed the entire area.

For a brief moment, everything disappeared within that radiance.

Then, the light slowly faded.

And what appeared before them left everyone stunned.

Bai Zihan still stood there unscathed.

Not a single mark on his body.

It was as if the terrifying strike from before had never existed.

A collective breath was released.

Relief washed over them.

Only now did they realize they had been holding their breath.

One by one, they stepped

Their gazes immediately shifted toward the cauldron. Toward the pill.

Mu Qingyuan spoke first.

”Bai Zihan... the pill-was it successful?”

Bai Zihan gave a small nod.

Then, with a flick of his hand, a pill appeared in his palm.

Golden light shimmered.

A dense, majestic aura spread outward.

Golden Immortal Ascension Pill!

Everyoneʼs gaze locked onto it.

The aura was completely different.

It wasnʼt like any Grade-7 pill they had ever encountered.

Even top-tier Grade-7 pills seemed insignificant in comparison.

This was something beyond.

Something they had no reference for.

Mu Yuelanʼs lips parted slightly.

Her eyes trembled.

She seemed to remember Mu Linyueʼs earlier words.

”Is this... a Grade-8 pill?”

Her voice was uncertain.

Because even as she asked, she could hardly believe it herself.

Bai Zihan didnʼt hesitate.

”Yes!”

Silence!

Their eyes widened.

Shock spread across every face.

They wanted to doubt it.

They wanted to think it was a joke.

But Bai Zihan would not lie about something like this to his own mother.

And more importantly, the pill itself spoke the truth.

Its aura. Its presence. The tribulation it had just endured.

Everything pointed to one conclusion.

This was not a Grade-7 pill.

It was something higher.

Something that should not exist within this region.

A Grade-8 pill!

Their gazes slowly returned to Bai Zihan.

To the calm young man standing before them.

Eighteen years old.

And yet a Grade-8 Alchemist.

In an instant, everyone rushed forward.

”Zihan! Since when could you refine Grade-8 pills?!”

”How did you do it?! Is it really successful?!”

”Can you refine more?!”

Voices overlapped chaotically.

One question after another poured out without pause.

Even the usually composed Grandmasters had lost their calm.

Their eyes burned with intensity as they stared at Bai Zihan, as if afraid he

might disappear the next moment.

Bai Zihan frowned slightly.

”Calm down-”

But no one listened.

How could they?

This was earth-shattering.

The Mu Clan had struggled for countless years just to produce a single Grade-7

Alchemist.

They had invested everything.

Endured setbacks.

Faced limitations.

And only recently had they finally stepped into that realm by the help of his

Grade-7 Pill Recipe.

Yet now he was already capable of refining Grade-8 pills.

How could they possibly remain calm?

This wasnʼt just a breakthrough.

This was a complete overturning of everything they knew.

”Zihan, answer me first!”

”Where did you obtain the Grade-8 pill recipe?! Is it from the same

inheritance?”

”Are there more materials?! Can you refine another?!”

The barrage continued.

Bai Zihanʼs expression darkened slightly.

The barrage of questions still continued without any sign of stopping.

No one even realized they were interrupting each other.

The entire room had fallen into chaos.

Minutes passed like this.

Only after some time did a few of them begin to notice it.

The fact that none of them were behaving like respected figures of the Mu

Clan.

Gradually, the voices began to quiet.

One person stopped.

Then another.

Until finally, silence returned once more.

The atmosphere slowly settled.

What was once chaotic became calm again.

Almost as if nothing had happened.

Mu Qingyuan let out a light cough.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.

The others werenʼt much different.

Even the Grandmasters looked slightly awkward. They had truly lost face just now.

”In our excitement... We were a bit out of line. Sorry for that, Bai Zihan!”

Mu Qingyuan spoke, his tone more composed.

The others nodded.

After all, what they had just witnessed was simply too shocking. Although they felt it was understandable given the situation, it was still undignified especially in front of a junior.

Only after the atmosphere fully calmed did Mu Tianxuan step forward.

He stroked his beard, though his eyes still carried a deep intensity.

”Zihanʼer... this Grade-8 pill...”

He paused briefly.

As if choosing his words carefully.

”Where did you obtain its recipe?” Bai Zihan didnʼt hesitate.

”Itʼs from the same inheritance,” he said calmly. ”The one where I obtained the

Grade-7 pill recipes.”

He paused briefly before continuing.

”I already had these as well... I just didnʼt think it was necessary to hand them

over to the Mu Clan before.”

After all, they didnʼt even have Grade-7 alchemist, much less Grade-8

Alchemist, so what would they do with them?

The room fell silent again.

Mu Tianxuan slowly nodded, his expression thoughtful.

”I see...”

That part, at least, made some sense.

If the inheritance could contain Grade-7 pill recipes, then having Grade-8 ones

wasnʼt impossible.

However, that wasnʼt the real issue.

Mu Tianxuanʼs gaze sharpened slightly. ”Then what about your ability?” His voice grew more serious. ”Since when could you refine Grade-8 pills?” Everyone listened intently. Their eyes were fixed on Bai Zihan.

Bai Zihan thought for a moment before answering.

”Since I obtained the inheritance... Iʼve been able to understand many things

about alchemy.”

He frowned slightly, as if trying to put it into words.

”But itʼs not something I can explain clearly. Itʼs just... there. Like an instinct.”

His explanation was vague.

But strangely, no one questioned it. Instead, they were all pondering. Something like this could not be explained.

Even if Bai Zihan tried, they likely wouldnʼt believe any explanation even the

most detailed one.

After all, no answer could explain how someone who once knew nothing about alchemy became a Grade-8 alchemist.

Because everything about this was already beyond reason.

Obtaining Grade-8 pill recipes was unbelievable. Being able to refine them? Even more so.

No matter what answer he gave, it would sound absurd.

In the end, they could only arrive at one conclusion.

Bai Zihan had encountered a heaven-defying opportunity.

Mu Tianxuan remained silent for a moment after hearing Bai Zihanʼs answer.

Then, as if making a decision, he spoke again. ”Zihanʼer... Do you plan on refining any other pills right now?”

With Bai Zihanʼs level of skill, If they could witness it again, even just once

more...

They might gain insight. Even the slightest understanding could be invaluable.

Bai Zihan didnʼt think too much about it.

He simply nodded.

”Yes. I was planning to refine another Grade-8 pill.”

Silence fell once more.

Then-

”Another Grade-8?!” Their voices rose again, filled with shock. Refining pills-especially high-grade ones-was no simple matter.

Even for Grandmasters, refining a single Grade-7 pill would consume a

significant amount of energy. They would need time to recover before attempting another.

Yet Bai Zihan had just finished refining a Grade-8 pill...

Faced its tribulation....

And now casually said he would refine another?

Their gazes became even more incredulous.

But Bai Zihan remained indifferent.

To him, it was nothing unusual.

With the Supreme Dao Bone and his vast Qi reserves, this level of consumption

was negligible.

Mu Tianxuanʼs eyes lit up slightly.

He didnʼt hide his intent this time.

”Zihanʼer... would it be possible for us to observe?”