Zhao Li tossed out a Swelling Bomb.
He thought about it. Since he was the Sect Master now, he had to do something for the sect. But he didn't have any good ideas for a while, so he simply decided to continue "fleecing" the people attending the ceremony.
His success rate for Refineing Pills before was already nearly 100%. Now, with his strength and Soul Power significantly higher, Refineing Seventh Grade Pills, even in large quantities, would just take him more time; it wouldn't be too difficult.
According to the rules of Alchemy, he could at least earn one tenth of the Medicinal Ingredients for free. Furthermore, this action would, firstly, accumulate his own Alchemy experience, secondly, provide practical material for teaching the sect's Elders and disciples, and thirdly, use this opportunity to spread his reputation and build good relationships. After all, once it was done, this heaven-defying act would surely spread.
It could be said to kill multiple birds with one stone. The only drawback was that it was a bit taxing on Zhao Li.
As soon as he said this, the crowd below instantly erupted. Seventh Grade Pills were already something one could only hope to encounter by chance. They never expected that just by attending the ceremony, they would have a chance to obtain one.
In their excitement, they subconsciously ignored the discouraging thought of whether their own strength was sufficient to gather the Medicinal Ingredients for Seventh Grade Pills.
Of course, there were also those who thought they saw through everything, quietly watching the crowd.
The world is vast, and there are all sorts of people. There are always those who feel that everyone else is drunk, and they are the only ones who are sober.
Listening to Zhao Li's words and seeing the excited crowd around him, Qin Hao just found it amusing and felt disdain:
"Foolish, to be so easily fooled by a casual remark."
Immediately, he showed his emotions on his face, curled his lip in disdain, and said:
"Truly ignorant and boastful. Even your Master saying this might not be convincing. As for you, hehe, you're just a clown with no self-awareness, trying to attract attention."
Qin Hao couldn't stand those who flaunted the achievements of their Masters and Seniors as their own, and he spoke mockingly.
As his voice fell, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. He didn't care at all and continued:
"People, what they fear most is not knowing their own limitations. Could it be that someone actually believes they are a big shot just because others flatter them a few times?"
After the crowd quieted down, his voice became even clearer. Even without naming names, everyone knew who he was talking about.
The key was, after calming down, many of the attendees heard his words and unexpectedly felt a sense of agreement:
"Who is this person? So bold, saying what I dare not say."
Zhao Li's appearance was too deceptive. Deep down, they didn't believe Zhao Li had the ability to take on the position of Danyuan Sect's Sect Master.
In fact, in their hearts, even this Grand Ceremony was just Lin Lan's doting on his disciple, an act to build Momentum for his disciple.
If it weren't for Lin Lan's sake, why would they travel thousands of miles to attend the Grand Ceremony of an unknown junior?
Qin Hao's words also made many people slowly wake up from the temptation of Seventh Grade Pills.
They also realized they had been happy too soon. There were hundreds of people or forces present. Even for Lin Lan to Refine such a large quantity of Seventh Grade Pills would be no easy feat.
After calming down, they looked at Zhao Li, filled with curiosity, wondering how Zhao Li would respond.
They themselves didn't dare to speak up. Now that someone else had, besides mentally supporting him, they didn't dare to make any moves.
Oh, spreading out a bit and preparing to watch the show was something they still dared to do.
On the stage, Zhao Li heard Qin Hao's words with little surprise. He had anticipated this.
He watched Qin Hao at his leisure, a sigh of relief in his heart:
"He's here, he's here with his mocking Skill, to let me show off and slap faces."
A look of "just as I expected" appeared on Zhao Li's face, and he felt a surge of relief in his heart – the satisfaction of a prediction being confirmed.
How could a ceremony with so many people be completely harmonious? But seeing that the ceremony was about to end and no one had challenged him, Zhao Li had even started to doubt himself. Fortunately, he still came.
"Novels really don't deceive me!"
Zhao Li sighed with emotion, looking at Qin Hao with an expression of listening attentively.
But his expression of "Hmm, very interesting, please continue" made Qin Hao a little restless and he continued to fire away:
"Sect Master Zhao, although my words aren't pleasant to hear, they are for your own good. You don't need to force yourself. After all, young people like to save face, and we can all understand that. But to be so ignorant and play with the reputation of the Danyuan Sect to fool everyone, that is your fault."
His pretense of considering Zhao Li's well-being made the people nearby inwardly call him shameless. But at the same time, they couldn't help but admire Qin Hao.
By saying this, at least his own safety was guaranteed. If Zhao Li couldn't stand it and had the Danyuan Sect take action, it would be a bit unreasonable.
A wave of disgust rose in Zhao Li's heart, and he lost the mood to tease Qin Hao.
Regardless of his past or present life, he hated those who stood on the moral high ground, engaged in moral blackmail without a bottom line, and used public opinion unscrupulously to achieve their goals.
"Who are you? Why are you glowing so brightly?"
He wanted to know if this person had a problem with his brain or had other motives.
Qin Hao felt that Zhao Li wasn't saying anything nice, but he didn't understand why, so he didn't think too much about it and actually introduced himself seriously:
"My father is Qin Wushuang."
Zhao Li nodded, waiting for him to continue, but he stopped there.
But Qin Hao's introduction still had an effect. As his voice fell, someone recognized him and exclaimed:
"He is Qin Hao!"
Qin Hao heard the exclamation and looked smug, but seeing Zhao Li's bewildered expression, he felt angry. However, he quickly convinced himself:
"It's normal for small characters from a small place to be inexperienced and not know my father's illustrious name."
Thinking this, he repeated:
"My father is Qin Wushuang. He's known as Wushuang Venerate."
Now, even without asking, Zhao Li knew this guy was purely one-third of Nezha – one head, two arms.
But seeing the reactions of those around him, Zhao Li also knew this guy's background was probably not simple. That arrogant "my father is Zhang Erhe" look he had? Most people couldn't even imitate a fraction of it.
He feigned confusion:
"Does this guy not understand English, or is he an idiot? I asked who he is, why is he talking about his dad?"
Qin Hao, who had been proudly and smugly holding his head high, froze, then immediately looked as if he'd suffered a monumental insult.
As the only son of a Dou Venerate, not only was his status noble, but his own talent was also exceptionally high. In his thirties, he had already surpassed most of the older generation.
In the Great Qin Region, who didn't know him as the son of Qin Wushuang? As long as he announced his family name, who wasn't respectfully deferential?
Rage boiled in his heart, and he no longer held back, immediately exploding:
"Zhao Li, sometimes when you hear too many nice things, it's easy to lose sight of yourself. Don't tell me you think becoming the Sect Master of some small, broken-down sect means you can truly look down on everyone. If you really have skill, how about we make a bet and have a fight?"
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