I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1273 1267: Saint Level Alchemist

"A Saint! It's truly a Saint, only a Saint would possess such soul power."
"It seems they all transferred via quantum transfer to temporary bodies. Even if they arrived, it might be useless, right?"
"Indeed, if they came in person, even one Saint could wipe out these villains with a wave, but if it's just avatars, they might not be of much use even if they're here."
"By the time they arrive in person, those elixirs will have already been snatched away and disappeared without a trace!"
The appearance of the 11 Saints stirred up some commotion on the scene, but it didn't seem to change the current situation.
"Hahaha, turns out they're just avatars, scared me to death." Seeing the 11 Saints reveal themselves, these outlaws sighed in relief. If it's not their actual bodies, just avatars, how much power can those Saints actually wield?
They are all Martial Artists above the eighth realm of Wheel Mystery. They might not defeat Saints, but defeating a few avatars shouldn't be too hard, right? In their eyes, whether these Saints came or not made little difference.
"Boy, don't think a few Saint avatars can stop us," the Martial Artist holding Zhang Menglong said, "Hurry up, hand over those elixirs; my patience is limited!"
"Idiot, let's just take this Alchemist away and deal with him slowly somewhere quiet. Too many people here, delays can bring change."
"Right, let's go!"
With that, he grabbed Zhang Menglong by another arm, attempting to take him away.
"Leaving? Have you got our permission?" One Saint's expression remained calm, "Do you really believe that because we're just avatars, we can't deal with you?"
"Hahaha, those who haven't reached the realm of Saints will never understand what the Saint Realm truly is."
"Do you think you can escape?"
In an instant, a powerful wave of soul power swept through the entire Shennong Hall. Saints are beings who could maintain over ninety percent of their combat power even when detached from their physical bodies. Their existence no longer requires reliance on external objects; they can exist entirely in soul form. This is the power of a Saint!
The people present didn't know this, because Saints were rare, and those who fought against them were generally no longer in this world. Hence, few people knew about this realm.
Zhang Menglong remained calm because he knew very well that even an avatar of a Saint, no one below a Saint could touch him!
The Martial Artist holding Zhang Menglong suddenly widened his pupils, and then his body started to crumble and dissipate like ashes after burning.
"Apologies, Master, we just left for a moment to arrange some matters, leaving you startled here." The Saints apologized.
"These outlaws, we've eradicated them all in one fell swoop. Consider it a small contribution to the Stigma Continent."
In an instant, screams echoed one after another. The Martial Artists hidden in the shadows were eliminated by the Saints, and the 11 Saints had never even left their original positions.
Moments later, the public area of the Alchemy Room in Shennong Hall returned to serenity, those outlaws having long disappeared into smoke.
"Is this the power of a Saint?" Zhang Menglong was somewhat envious. Gou Dan told him that nearly 20 people had just come, including six Peak Wheel Mystery Martial Artists, but within a single thought of the Saints, their lives were no longer theirs to control.
"Master, we've dealt with those people," the Saints glanced around, also warning those nearby not to act rashly.
"These are the Saint Grade Elixirs you sought," Zhang Menglong handed them the exquisite boxes, "I've used only one set of materials, the surplus..."
"Consider it a gift from us to the Master!"
"Hahaha, as expected of a Master, to create 11 Saint Grade Elixirs with just one set of materials, we're truly impressed."
Though several sets of ingredients had been used without compensation, the Saints were still immensely pleased. They had prepared extra ingredients only to increase the success rate; the success of pill-making was all that mattered!
"By the way, where did you go?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously, "Do you have friends in Cicada Song City?"
"We went to prepare a gift for the Master," the Saints said.
"Haven't you already given me something?"
"That's different! That was an apology and compensation for neglecting the Master and speaking offensively," the Saints explained. "This time it's to thank the Master for helping us fulfill our long-cherished wish. These elixirs are extremely important to us, some of us have waited thousands, even tens of thousands of years."
Of course, they weren't just thanking Zhang Menglong so simply. Who knows if there would be a need to refine Saint Grade Elixirs in the future? Gentler Alchemists are rare; better seize the chance now, next time might not have the same opportunity.
"In that case, I won't be polite," Zhang Menglong accepted their gifts. The items given by Saints are invaluable. Even things he couldn't use personally could be great gifts for others.
"Master, here are our contact details. This time we owe you a favor. Anytime, any matter, as long as you contact us, we can come immediately!"
"Thank you all!"
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After exchanging pleasantries, the Saints left with Zhang Menglong for his safety. Who knows what might happen once they left.
Zhang Menglong also found a place to discreetly change his appearance and aura, stayed overnight at a hotel, and returned to Shennong Hall the next day unnoticed.
After dealing with others' matters, it was time to attend to his own.
"Yuru, someone is here to see you!"
"Hello sir, how can I assist you?" Qiu Yuru looked at the young man before her; she didn't recall having a client like him.
"Zhang Menglong!" Zhang Menglong whispered.
"Mr. Zhang, is it you?" Qiu Yuru, a smart girl, immediately deduced the reason for Zhang Menglong's altered appearance. She had just heard about his feats and couldn't have imagined that the young man she had served was a Saint Grade Alchemist to whom even Saints showed utmost respect.
"I'm now a five-star member. Are my items prepared?"
"The items you requested, we've prepared in advance through special channels!" Naturally, Zhang Menglong drew the attention of the Shennong Hall's higher-ups. Discovering Qiu Yuru was his attendee, they not only confirmed her regular position but also directly promoted her to a senior manager.
Although Zhang Menglong hadn't paid yet, his requested items had been urgently prepared for him, and they were just waiting for him to call.
"Here are your items."
"Okay, let's pay." Zhang Menglong said.
"No need, a Saint already settled all your medicine fees yesterday on your behalf."
"Oh? Quite considerate and attentive of them," Zhang Menglong noted down the Saint's name, intending to return the favor if needed in the future.
"And this," Qiu Yuru discreetly handed a ring to Zhang Menglong. "Mr. Zhang, Shennong Hall has applied for Saint Grade Alchemist certification for you, so you won't face any issues due to lack of official recognition."
"Thank you," Zhang Menglong's impression of Shennong Hall improved, "Prepare an Alchemy Room for me, I want to refine an elixir."
"This way please..."