Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 541 Celebration Of A New Grandmaster

The grand celebration marking Mu Tianxuan's promotion to Grandmaster Alchemist was scheduled two months following his breakthrough.

During those two months, word of Mu Tianxuan attaining Grade-7 Alchemist status had circulated everywhere.

In the Desolate Heaven Empire, every single person was aware of this monumental announcement.

Yet the buzz extended far beyond the Desolate Heaven Empire.

Neighboring empires had all heard the tidings and reacted with equal astonishment.

Responses differed across the various empires.

Empires on neutral or amicable terms with the Desolate Heaven Empire mostly rejoiced.

Excitement even surged among them.

For this heralded the collapse of the Vermillion Pill Empire's dominance over Grade-7 Pills.

No longer would they face outrageous costs for Grade-7 pills.

True, changes might unfold gradually, but prices were bound to drop now that the Vermillion Pill Empire's monopoly was shattered.

Conversely, empires harboring enmity toward the Desolate Heaven Empire grappled with mixed feelings.

As rivals, a bolstered Desolate Heaven Empire spelled unwelcome tidings.

Still, shattering that monopoly proved irresistibly attractive—even for them. Unless tied by unique bonds to the Vermillion Pill Empire, all paid those sky-high fees for Grade-7 Pills.

At the epicenter of the storm—

The Mu Clan busied itself with arrangements for the impending festivity.

Over two months, they poured in relentless effort.

As an alchemy-focused clan, funds flowed freely, fueling extravagant preparations for potentially the grandest occasion in their history.

All recognized this celebration transcended mere festivity.

Especially with invitees spanning every powerhouse within the empire and beyond its borders.

Precisely why the event was postponed by two months.

Ample time was essential for setups alone.

Yet reasons extended further.

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The momentous day arrived at last.

Such a spectacle had never graced Mu Clan lands before.

Skies, previously empty and tranquil, now teemed with activity.

Enormous flying ships sailed through the clouds in succession, their vast shadows blanketing the ground below.

Onlookers below couldn't resist gazing skyward.

Over and over!

Every new arrival provoked awed exclamations.

Every emblem sparked instant identification.

"Look! That's the Imperial Family's insignia!"

A shocked cry erupted from the throng.

Heads whipped around immediately.

A gigantic vessel, dwarfing all others in splendor, cleaved the heavens with regal might.

Golden designs gleamed upon its frame.

Dragon carvings twisted along its form.

Its aura alone commanded awe.

And this was merely one of countless marvels.

On this day, unforgettable sights unfolded before their eyes.

Supreme powerhouses!

Beings most mortals glimpse only in legends.

Yet now they descended.

One by one.

And the reason was clear to all.

Meanwhile, deep within Mu Clan grounds, tension hung thicker still.

Servants darted ceaselessly.

Their actions swift and exact, wasting not a second.

Trays bore lavish delicacies.

Rare spiritual fruits abounded.

Premium wines wafted intoxicating scents from distances.

Every visitor received impeccable hospitality.

Endless streams of treats circulated nonstop.

Concurrently, gentle melodies permeated the space.

Musicians performed with utter concentration, crafting a mesmerizing symphony that resounded through opulent chambers.

Notes flowed into one another flawlessly.

Forging an ambiance of elegance and grandeur.

Elegant dancers swayed in perfect sync.

They enchanted numerous attendees, infusing vitality and color into the magnificent affair.

No detail escaped notice; nothing fell short.

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At the majestic gateway, Mu Qingyuan himself welcomed arrivals.

Whenever a fresh faction appeared, he advanced.

Offering salutations suited to their rank.

Clan envoys—often their chiefs—reciprocated warmly.

Courteous and deferential.

Noticeably friendlier than in past encounters.

Praises flowed alongside felicitations.

From each guest.

For all grasped that fostering ties with the Mu Clan was now imperative.

Opposing them risked far more than mere strife.

It equated to dooming one's lineage.

Even reluctant leaders bowed to pressure.

Would Peak Great Ascension Realm Elders ignore it?

Would Immortal Realm experts, reliant on Grade-7 pills for breakthroughs, remain indifferent?

Clan mandates compelled compliance, willing or not.

Past adversaries—

Former foes—

Now forced smiles and gracious phrases, paired with lavish presents.

No attendee skimped; all presented their clan's most treasured offerings.

Even the Imperial Family presented Heaven-Grade Artifacts directly to them.

This action clearly revealed that the Imperial Family desired to foster

amicable ties with the Mu Clan.

Within the majestic halls—

Chatter buzzed ceaselessly.

Though tones stayed subdued, the subjects of talk proved remarkably

uniform.

How exactly did Mu Tianxuan achieve his breakthrough?

That mystery gripped every mind there.

Whispers passed between them softly.

"Did you find out how the Mu Clan got their hands on a Grade-7 recipe?"

"I heard that the Mu Clan sent their people to the Central Continent, and it

seems like they got their hands on it there."

Rumors circulated in hushed waves.

Did a hidden powerhouse offer them aid?

Were distant regional powers meddling?

Could it be a Central Continent figure?

Or did they journey there and seize Grade-7 recipes firsthand?

Yet, Grade-7 recipes weren't simple to acquire.

Even dispatching envoys left the puzzle unsolved: how did they sway Central Continent alchemists to relinquish such secrets?

No one grasped the truth, leaving all to speculate and conjecture wildly.

Meanwhile, Li Jianhong and Zhao Wutian observed it all with furrowed

brows.

Watching their own allies fawn over the Mu Clan—their rightful adversaries—stirred deep discomfort.

Yet they knew their standing perfectly.

They had come too, aiming to forge bonds with the Mu Clan, fully aware of its tight alliance with the Bai Clan.

At minimum, an attempt was essential.