Chapter 386: Banquet

The competition had been incredibly perilous for both Chu Wushuang and Chu Wuqing. They had come close to death on several occasions.

"This ranking is too low," Chu Wushuang sighed, thoroughly dissatisfied with his result. "Back when our ancestor competed, he placed in the top dozens. I didn’t even break into the top one hundred... sigh..."

But being unhappy about it wouldn’t change anything, as he had already given it his all.

It couldn’t be helped. This year’s Martial Arts Grand Ceremony was far more competitive than any in recent memory.

In fact, it could be called the most intense Martial Arts Grand Ceremony of the last several events.

When Chu Wushuang and Chu Wuqing arrived at the designated area, a large crowd had already gathered.

Many in the crowd were injured, and some were dressed in rags. All in all, it was a miserable scene.

Some were joyous, others despondent. The Cultivators who hadn’t made it into the top five hundred stared at the sky and sighed, beating their chests and stomping their feet in frustration. They had endured for so long and survived so many life-or-death situations.

Yet they hadn’t even made it into the top five hundred. It all felt so worthless.

At that moment, the top five hundred were gathered in an open area. The rest could only turn back the way they came, their competition at an end.

Of course, many also breathed a sigh of relief. They no longer had to compete and had finally escaped the nightmare.

If they had to keep fighting, who knew when they might have died? This year’s Martial Arts Grand Ceremony was simply too dangerous.

The purpose of the Martial Arts Grand Ceremony had always been to weed out the weak and identify talented experts. Therefore, no matter how cruel it was or how high the death toll, it was bound to continue.

Just then, the members of the Chu Family spotted Chu Wushuang and Chu Wuqing emerging from the crowd.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "We all saw your performance. You did very well. Go get some rest for now."

After speaking, Chu Feng handed a small vial to Chu Wushuang and the others. It contained a Medicinal Liquid he had refined earlier, specifically for healing injuries, and it was extremely effective.

"Drink this. You’ll recover quickly," Chu Feng said.

"Thank you, Young Master!" Chu Wushuang said, cupping his fist to Chu Feng. He and Chu Wuqing immediately split the Medicinal Liquid and drank it.

After they drank it, the fatigue instantly vanished from their bodies.

What’s more, the wounds on their bodies began to heal and scab over at a visible rate.

"Holy crap, this stuff is incredible! They’re already starting to scab over?" The members of the Chu Family were stunned by what they saw.

"It’s true! I can feel my wounds don’t even hurt anymore. I’m all healed!" Chu Wushuang said in astonishment as he moved his body around.

While the other members of the Chu Family found it miraculous, to Chu Feng, this was just a relatively ordinary Medicinal Liquid.

’If I could refine some of the more well-known Elixir Pills, now that would be truly impressive,’ he thought. ’Things like Golden Cores or Divine Pills, which can bring the dead back to life, regenerate flesh on bare bones, or even induce immediate Ascension.’

’However, refining such Elixir Pills is incredibly difficult. It requires not only immense personal Cultivation but also all sorts of rare and celestial treasures.’

’With my current abilities, I can’t even be considered a true Alchemy Master. I barely even qualify for the Beginner Level.’

Becoming an Alchemy Master was no simple feat. It required an immense amount of energy, which was why Alchemy Masters generally didn’t have exceptionally high Cultivation levels.

After all, Alchemy Masters had to learn how to refine a vast number of Elixir Pills, and Chu Feng himself only knew a handful of Elixir Formulas.

Just then, Chu Tianshan stared directly at Chu Feng, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Kid, what did you give them? How did they heal so quickly?"

"It’s just some ordinary medicine I refined myself," Chu Feng replied, not wanting to elaborate.

The Medicinal Liquid he had refined was a priceless treasure to ordinary Martial Cultivators—a sacred healing remedy.

Although the so-called Medicine King Hall existed in this world and was revered by countless Cultivators for its supposedly excellent medicines, in Chu Feng’s opinion, they couldn’t possibly compare to the Medicinal Liquid he refined. There was simply no contest.

"Do you have any more?" Chu Wuji asked.

"Yes, but not much. I can give you some later. Let’s head back first and talk there," Chu Feng said.

They had been here for several days now. It was time to go back.

At that moment, the Western Celestial King announced, "Everyone, congratulations on successfully advancing! I have prepared a lavish banquet in your honor. After the meal, you may return to Great Snow Mountain to continue with the next round of the competition!"

The Cultivators who had advanced were beyond excited, and they all began to cheer wildly.

"Thank you, Western Celestial King!"

They were all ecstatic. They had survived another round and were now one step closer to the top ten.

Afterward, everyone proceeded to the base’s dining hall, which was large enough to accommodate several thousand people at once.

Of course, only the Cultivators who advanced were given the chance to eat in the dining hall. Those who failed to qualify could only pack up and head home.