The Supreme Being Against Heaven

Shen Suping had come filled with hope—

but upon hearing that there were “no herbs”—

the anger in her heart erupted instantly!

However—

suddenly, her expression changed to one of pain.

Her slender, boneless-like hand clutched tightly at her chest—

cold sweat broke out across her forehead!

“Sect Master Bingqing— you have no right to act arrogantly in front of me!”

Tan Yun’s sharp shout rang out!

“If you don’t want to die yet—sit down!”

…

With Tan Yun’s experience—

he was certain that the “image” he had built in the highest-level VIP room,

with just one shout—

was enough to “pressure” Dao Bingqing!

And indeed, it worked!

Shen Suping’s delicate body trembled—

instinctively, she believed that the man before her, covered by the Turtle Breath Cloak,

must be a “top expert from an immortal sect,” or even from a “holy sect”!

…

Seeing her in such a state—

Tan Yun felt extremely satisfied!

But he also knew—

that he was merely a “paper tiger”

and could not push her too far!

He coughed lightly before continuing—

and his next words made Shen Suping “raise his status” even higher!

…

He looked at her pale yet beautiful face—

and said calmly,

“Your forehead has a purplish hue.”

“The points Zhanzhu and Sibai—are dim.”

“The pulse at Dichang—weak and sluggish…”

At this point—

Tan Yun’s gaze shifted to beneath her chin,

his voice deepening,

“Even the Chengjiang point shows unstable pulse signs.”

“If I’m not mistaken…”

“Lately, you must have been exhausted from many matters.”

“Your nerves ache from time to time—especially your heart… the pain is almost unbearable.”

…

“Sect Master Bingqing—I advise you,”

“Take a deep breath… sit down and speak calmly with me.”

“Otherwise, if it flares up again…”

“With your current condition—you won’t live more than 7 days!”

…

The moment his words ended—

the killing intent in Shen Suping’s eyes… vanished!

Replaced by profound shock!

She had never imagined—

that merely by observing her “facial features,”

the other party could diagnose her condition so precisely!

Could it be—

his alchemy and medical skills… were actually “above” hers?!

…

Shen Suping took a deep breath—

and forced herself to calm down,

before sitting down again.

She stared at Tan Yun intently,

“Senior… since you do not have the 4 herbs I need,”

“then why… did you accept the mission and call me here?”

“You gave me hope… only to destroy it.”

“What exactly do you mean?”

…

Tan Yun chuckled softly,

“Since you call me ‘Senior,’”

“I won’t beat around the bush.”

“Let’s get straight to the point—my time is valuable.”

“I will ask you a few questions—and you must answer truthfully!”

“Go ahead,” Shen Suping replied reluctantly.

…

“Good.”

Tan Yun spoke slowly,

“Let me ask you…”

“Ghost Breath Orchid…”

“Yin Death Stone Lotus…”

“Flame Spirit Grass…”

“And Jade Revival Grass…”

“You need them—to refine the ‘Soul Revival Pill,’ correct?”

…

Shen Suping was stunned for a moment—

then her expression became even more respectful!

In her eyes—

the man before her was extremely “extraordinary”!

Because from just 4 herbs—

he could determine what pill she intended to refine!

It must be known—

the “Soul Revival Pill” is a top-tier pill,

that only a “Grandmaster Alchemist” can refine!

Even inner sect alchemy disciples—

might have “never even heard of it”!

…

“If that’s the case—then things become much simpler.”

Tan Yun said unexpectedly,

“The Soul Revival Pill… has at least 3 refinement methods.”

“I will tell you—you can substitute them with another 6 types of herbs.”

“And those 6 herbs…”

“exist in your Ling Mountain herb garden!”

…

“In that case—I can consider that I have ‘completed your mission,’”

“What do you think… is that right?”

…

Hearing this—

Shen Suping suddenly stood up!

Her heart trembled violently!

The shock caused her blood to surge—

her heart aching so much she could barely breathe!

Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead—

her slender body trembling uncontrollably!

…

“Little girl… you really can’t endure it.”

Tan Yun smiled slyly,

yet his tone remained deep and unfathomable,

“If there’s something—sit down and talk properly.”

…

“I… I’m fine…”

Shen Suping gritted her teeth, enduring the pain—

cold sweat streaming down her beautiful face,

yet her eyes shone with “hope”!

“Senior… as far as I know…”

“Ghost Breath Orchid… Yin Death Stone Lotus…”

“Flame Spirit Grass… and Jade Revival Grass…”

“are all indispensable herbs for refining the Soul Revival Pill.”

“So how… can other herbs be used as substitutes?”

…

“Humph—indispensable?”

Tan Yun let out a cold sneer.

“Child, where did you hear such a statement?”

…

Shen Subing pressed her lips together before replying softly,

“I heard it from the elders of the Alchemy Line in the Immortal Sect…”

“And at the very least, they are all ‘mid-level Revered Alchemy Masters’…”

“Could they really be wrong?”

…

Tan Yun laughed mockingly.

“The Dao of alchemy is vast and boundless!”

“There are hundreds of millions of herbs—many with similar, or even nearly identical medicinal properties!”

“As long as one’s alchemy attainments are profound enough, anything can substitute for anything!”

“How could there be such a thing as ‘one pill requiring only one specific herb’?”

…

“Those so-called alchemists are merely speaking nonsense!”

“And yet they dare teach disciples of the Immortal Sect—truly misleading others!”

…

Tan Yun’s words struck Shen Subing’s mind like thunder!

It was as if a barrier blocking her path in alchemy was slowly being peeled away, layer by layer!

Especially the implication—

that even “Revered Alchemy Masters” were nothing special—

made her elevate the status of the old man before her even further!

…

Suppressing the turmoil in her heart, Shen Subing cupped her hands respectfully.

“Senior… I have a few questions.”

“May I ask them?”

…

“Speak.”

…

“May I ask, Senior…”

Shen Subing said cautiously,

“What level is your alchemy skill at?”

…

She did not rush to ask about the substitute herbs—

instead, she remained respectful and composed in conversation.

In her heart—

she believed she had encountered a supreme grandmaster of alchemy today.

If she could please him,

perhaps she might receive guidance that could change her fate!

…

“What level…”

Tan Yun fell silent for a moment.

His knowledge of alchemy—

was something even immortals in the heavens had never heard of,

let alone Shen Subing.

…

After a long pause, he finally spoke indifferently,

“You do not need to know my level.”

“You only need to understand this—”

“The alchemy elders of the Immortal Sect… or even those of the Sacred Sect…”

“Are not even worthy to carry my shoes!”

…

Upon hearing this—

Shen Subing’s heart trembled once more!

She could not help but wonder—

could this man be an “ancient monster” who had lived for thousands of years?!

She had heard that within Sacred Sects,

there were powerful beings who secluded themselves for cultivation,

never involving themselves with the outside world…

…

Shen Subing spoke softly,

“But… how can I be sure you are not deceiving me?”

…

“Child of the Shen Clan… trying to probe me?”

Tan Yun sneered inwardly,

his tone turning displeased,

“You doubt me?”

…

“I wouldn’t dare.”

Shen Subing smiled faintly, with a hint of cunning.

“But if you wish me to believe you—”

“Should you not show me something real?”

…

“Bring out your best pill for me to see.”

Tan Yun said casually,

“The best if it’s one you refined yourself.”

…

“Understood, Senior.”

Shen Subing raised her hand.

Instantly—

a pill emitting a faint azure glow appeared in her palm.

She handed it to him.

“This is a pill I refined not long ago.”

“Please offer your guidance, Senior.”

…

This very pill—

was what allowed her

to advance from a “Saint Alchemy Master”

to an “entry-level Revered Alchemy Master.”

…

In her mind—

if the old man before her

could truly discern the properties of this pill—

then all her doubts

would completely vanish!

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