I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1272 1266: Heard Someone Wants to Steal the Elixir

In the Alchemy Room, eleven clusters of flames were blazing fiercely, and the eleven embryo cores of elixirs were slowly taking shape under the hammering of the flames. Creating eleven saint-grade elixirs in one go was something no alchemist on the Stigma Continent could accomplish.
"Oh my god, I thought I picked up a useless one, but it turns out I've latched onto a big shot!" Xiao Bai stared at Zhang Menglong's figure, his eyes reflecting the glow of several different flames.
When Zhang Menglong saved him, he merely intended to freeload, but after spending some time with Zhang Menglong, he discovered he had latched onto a major figure.
"Being this brat's pet doesn't seem to be a bad deal," Xiao Bai silently thought, "it's not embarrassing for better survival!"
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"Someone else is performing alchemy again, and it's saint-grade elixirs!"
"Heavens, this time it's not just one elixir; the energy fluctuations suggest at least ten elixirs!"
"Impossible! There are only a dozen saint-grade alchemists on the entire Stigma Continent, could it be that all of them have gathered here at Shennong Hall?"
"No, there's another possibility: someone is crafting over a dozen saint-grade elixirs at once!"
"Isn't that even less likely than the first scenario?"
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Zhang Menglong's crafting process was nearing completion; the fragrance of the eleven saint-grade elixirs was almost overwhelmingly rich, and nearly all the alchemists and others in Shennong Hall could sense it.
The doorway to Zhang Menglong's alchemy room was suddenly crowded with people: alchemists, martial artists, some with admiration and respect, others with malicious intent, their faces filled with sinister thoughts.
"Saint-grade elixirs!"
In this city, a martial artist suddenly opened his eyes, emitting the aura of the Wheel Mystery Realm at its peak, a step away from the chance to break through to the Saint Realm.
"That's the fragrance of the Nine Heavens Destiny Elixir! It's just like the description in ancient texts! If I can get it, I can advance further to become a saint!"
A conflicted look filled his face; with his gift, breaking through to become a saint was almost impossible, and the first thought in his mind now was to snatch it!
However, although Cicada Chirping City was not small, there were no martial artists in the Saint Realm stationed here, so he could move freely with the peak of the Wheel Mystery Realm!
The opportunity was right in front of him; even if he had to steal it, he would get that Nine Heavens Destiny Elixir, even if he had to end up on the Stigma Continent's wanted list. As long as he stayed incognito and secluded for a while, once he became a saint, who could stop him?
"I've got to risk it!" The martial artist silently left his room.
In all of Cicada Chirping City, not just one desperado felt this way; waves of powerful energy were heading towards Shennong Hall.
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"Done!"
Zhang Menglong withdrew the flames, and the eleven elixirs fell into a container he had prepared in advance.
"Handsome, big handsome guy, big brother, when will you help a little brother craft some elixirs?" Xiao Bai blinked coquettishly, approaching Zhang Menglong's face.
"Next time for sure," Zhang Menglong released the possession state of Yao Chen. In his current physical condition, supporting the crafting of saint-grade elixirs was utterly impossible, he had only spent cred points, but crafting these saint-grade elixirs allowed him to regain all those spent cred points.
"Rumble!" Just as Zhang Menglong was about to leave the alchemy room, suddenly there was a massive explosion on the ceiling; someone had unexpectedly blasted a gigantic hole at the top of Shennong Hall.
"Saint-grade elixirs, hahahaha, I came upon them effortlessly, and it's eleven of them. This time I've hit the jackpot, unbelievable that I stumbled across a place with such opportunity." A sharp, terrifying voice echoed throughout Shennong Hall.
A dense black aura suddenly enveloped Shennong Hall, and any martial artist inhaling this aura felt dizzy and confused.
"It's Qiu Qi," Xiao Bai immediately recognized the voice's owner, "he's an infamous thief on the Stigma Continent, how did we come across him here?"
"Brother Qiu, wouldn't it be unreasonable to keep all eleven elixirs to yourself? Shouldn't those who witness share in the spoils?"
"Exactly, I'll take one of those elixirs!"
"Hahaha, since you all want elixirs, why not I take this person with me, letting him craft elixirs exclusively for me, isn't that great?"
"I don't care what you want, but I'm determined to get that Nine Heavens Destiny Elixir, and if anyone competes with me, I'll kill them, I'm not concerned about adding one or two to my victim count."
Voices erupted one after another in the main hall of Shennong Hall, creating instantaneous chaos.
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"Cough cough cough!"
"Qiu Qi? Xing Potian? Aren't they those guys on the villains list?"
"What's going on, how did they end up here?"
"This master may find it hard to leave this building today."
"I wonder whose commission he took, it's truly unfortunate."
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"Yo, it's quite lively," Zhang Menglong opened the door and walked out of the alchemy room, "I heard someone plans to steal my elixirs and capture me for crafting?"
"Is it really him?"
"Is he the saint-grade alchemist?"
The people who had been talking earlier gazed at Zhang Menglong in disbelief, none of them expected it to be him!
"So young?" The mysterious figures all had surprised expressions.
Zhang Menglong felt a cold sensation behind him; some unknown weapon was already pressed against his waist.
"Kid, don't move, or there will be trouble." A ghostly voice came from behind him.
[Director, this guy has Wheel Mystery Level Eight.]
"Now, obediently hand over the elixirs and come with me. Henceforth, you will be my personal alchemist." The voice threatened.
"Hahaha," Zhang Menglong suddenly started laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" The owner of the voice suddenly felt something was amiss.
"Are you truly brain-dead? Are saint-grade elixirs something regular people need?" Zhang Menglong laughed, "Saint-level warriors, can you afford to provoke them?"
"Naturally, I can't afford to provoke them, but the emperor's far away; even if they found out, they couldn't arrive immediately. By the time they did, I'd be long gone."
"Really?" Zhang Menglong said, "Folks, someone wants to take your elixirs and capture me, can you tolerate this?"
Everyone, including those mysterious figures, looked around nervously.
Only those who can utilize saint-grade elixirs are at least powerful figures of the Wheel Mystery Realm, and possibly saints.
Could it be that the importance of these elixirs warrants them coming personally?
"We've only been away for a bit, and it became so lively here?"
"Oh? Someone dares lay a hand on our elixirs?"
"Seems we've been inactive for so long that people have forgotten our presence."
"Our invited master, let's see who dares make a move!"
With a surge of soul power, the mist was instantly dispersed, and eleven individuals strolled into the common area of the alchemy room.
Their faces instantly changed.
"Saint...Saints!?"