Divine War Pill Emperor

Any trace of sleepiness vanished from Jiang Chen.

His own father was telling him to apologize to the clan elders, but he didn’t even know what he had done wrong.

Someone couldn’t help but shout, "Jiang Chen, stop playing dumb!"

"You told us people could come get Elixirs from you yesterday. You tricked everyone into coming, but you were just sleeping in!"

"And you’re still not sorry! How long are you going to keep acting so recklessly just because your father is the Patriarch?"

"We came here before dawn to wait for your Elixirs. We’ve been here for at least two hours!"

What?

Jiang Chen’s eyes widened. ’Is it that serious?’

’Waiting for several hours... these clansmen are really something else.’

But he was getting angry, too. He had spent hours refining several days’ worth of Elixirs for the family.

And these people were accusing him of sleeping in.

Of tricking them.

’He really wanted to scream that he’d been wronged.’

He understood that these clansmen were truly concerned for the Jiang Family, but they clearly didn’t understand him.

Jiang Chen didn’t want to blame them, either.

He said, puzzled, "I did say that. I’m not denying it."

"But only one person needed to come get the Elixirs. There was no reason for all of you to show up."

At this, the clansmen shouted.

"Then bring out the Elixirs!"

"Don’t just tell us to come get them if you can’t produce them!"

The clansmen were on the verge of a collective meltdown. ’Just hurry up and give us the Elixirs!’

Jiang Chen took a few deep breaths of the fresh morning air.

Then he said slowly, "You’ll have to wait a moment."

"Dad, don’t worry. I’ll be right back."

With that, Jiang Chen slipped back inside.

Seeing Jiang Chen leave,

the clansmen erupted.

"Tch, he ran away again."

"This guy is just messing with us! What Elixirs?"

"If he had them, he would’ve brought them out already. I bet he just went back to sleep."

Someone said to Jiang Han, "Patriarch, you must discipline Jiang Chen properly."

"We can’t let him keep acting so recklessly."

Jiang Han’s expression was grim as he sighed inwardly.

But a moment later, Jiang Chen reappeared.

He casually tossed a Qiankun Bag to Jiang Han.

"Dad, I need to go catch up on my sleep. I’m heading back in."

"Don’t let anyone bother me unless it’s important. I plan to sleep until noon today."

With that, he shut the door and went back to sleep.

’And why not? He’d been busy all night and had only just fallen asleep when they woke him. Was it so wrong to go back and catch up on his rest?’

Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

Some even flew into a rage on the spot.

"That brat! He’s utterly shameless! Luring us here just to go back to sleep!"

"Sigh, Jiang Chen is truly a lost cause."

The clansmen had once been full of confidence in Jiang Chen. The guy’s aptitude was quite good.

But he was just too unruly.

And his antics were getting even more outrageous.

Jiang Han held the Qiankun Bag his son had tossed him.

He was a bit taken aback.

He wasn’t sure what to do.

’He wondered if he should open it and look.’

’But if I open it and there’s nothing inside... The thought alone made him want to give his son a thorough beating.’

’If he didn’t open it, he wouldn’t know what was inside.’

’What a dilemma.’

One of the clansmen couldn’t stand it any longer, especially Jiang Men.

He looked at the Qiankun Bag in Jiang Han’s hand and said, "Big Brother, open it up. Let’s see what that kid put inside."

"Yes, Patriarch, please open it! We’re all curious."

Despite their dissatisfaction with Jiang Chen, everyone was now intensely curious about the Qiankun Bag he had thrown.

’Would it be hope, or disappointment?’

Jiang Han nodded. He finally opened the Qiankun Bag.

He extended his Divine Thought into the Qiankun Bag,

wanting to see what kind of trick his son was playing.

The next moment, Jiang Han froze on the spot.

BOOM!

It was as if his mind had been hit by an infinite shockwave, leaving him stunned, astonished, and in utter disbelief.

His body began to tremble slightly.

The hand holding the Qiankun Bag started to shake, the slight tremor growing into a violent shudder.

He could only stare wide-eyed, his face a mask of disbelief.

The scene inside the Qiankun Bag had truly, deeply shaken him to his core.

"Big Brother, what’s going on?"

"Say something!"

Jiang Men was now overcome with curiosity. His older brother was having a strange reaction after looking into the Qiankun Bag.

’His normally steady brother was anything but. He was just standing there, shaking and shaking.’

’It was as if he were possessed.’

But even after asking, Jiang Men got no response from Jiang Han.

He was surprised by his brother’s reaction.

Finally, Jiang Men reached out and shook Jiang Han.

"Big Brother, what’s wrong with you?"

PHEW!

Jiang Han was still trembling, beads of sweat breaking out on his skin.

It seemed to be from excitement, from joy.

His lips quivered as he slowly handed the Qiankun Bag to Jiang Men.

"See for yourself."

Jiang Men was baffled. What could possibly make Jiang Han, the Patriarch of the family, lose his composure like this?

’I refuse to believe anything could make Big Brother lose his cool like this.’

He took the Qiankun Bag and swept his Divine Thought inside with great confidence.

He knew that with his experience and insight, he would never lose his composure so easily.

BUZZ!

The next moment, when he saw clearly what was inside the Qiankun Bag, Jiang Men’s entire body jolted as if he’d been struck by lightning.

The expression on his face became a spectacle.

Startled, shocked—no, he was utterly and completely stunned.

For a long time, he was speechless.

The hand holding the Qiankun Bag felt as heavy as if it were lifting the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain.

It left him breathless.

After a long while, he slowly lifted his heavy head, panting like an ox after a hard day’s plowing.

He looked at Jiang Han.

"B-Big... Brother..."

"Is... this... real?"

He still couldn’t believe it.

He thought it must be an illusion.

Jiang Han’s face was also blank with bewilderment.

’This has to be an illusion!’

"What’s going on? Why are you two making that face?"

"Let me see, for goodness’ sake."

One of the clansmen couldn’t take it anymore. ’What kind of treasure could possibly be in a Qiankun Bag?’

’Especially one from a spoiled brat like Jiang Chen.’

He snatched the Qiankun Bag right out of Jiang Men’s hand...

Soon, the Qiankun Bag was being passed from one clansman’s hand to the next.

And of course, every single clansman who looked inside had the same spectacular expression.

Each one was deeply, profoundly shocked by something.

The atmosphere in the courtyard grew strange.

Heavy—no, it was joy. A joy so immense it was heavy.

Perhaps happiness had come so suddenly that no one could process it.

"WOW..."

Finally, someone cried out loud.

"Am I seeing things?"

"Is this real? Someone tell me!"

"Heavens! Over a thousand Elixirs, and they’re all Silver Quality? This has to be fake, right?"

"Patriarch, should we all take another look?"

The Qiankun Bag finally made its way back into Jiang Han’s hands.

Jiang Han clutched the Qiankun Bag tightly, as if afraid it would fly away.

His breathing was still terrifyingly ragged.

The Qiankun Bag was filled with over a thousand Elixirs, and every single one was Silver Quality. They weren’t pure silver, but they were unquestionably, genuinely Silver Quality.

As long as an Elixir contained even a trace of silver, it was considered Silver Quality.

There was no mistake.

The Jiang Family had never possessed a Silver Quality Elixir before, because Ling Xuan was incapable of refining one.

And now...