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Chapter 174: Divine Core Pill & A Noble’s Wrath
Author: Jajajuba
last update2025-07-10 21:18:21

All eyes were fixed on Hansen’s furnace.

The bluish-purple flames dancing around it slowly dimmed, condensed, and seeped into the pill that had now fully formed atop the crystal disc. Its color was vivid—reflecting light like starlight filtered through mist. Its aroma was gentle and calming, as if infused with deep healing power.

The audience was spellbound.

Even several elders who had been watching with indifferent faces unconsciously leaned forward. Some young disciples from minor sects held their breath, eyes filled with awe. They knew—Hansen’s result wasn’t just “good.” It was astonishing. Rare. On the edge of perfection.

But on the other side of the stage, Huang Bi’s face turned red. Not from embarrassment—but from rising fury.

“IT’S A TRICK!” he suddenly shouted, pointing at Hansen’s pill.

The atmosphere erupted.

“That’s not the result of a real alchemist! That… that must be illusion magic! There’s no way flame energy could change color like that without external manipulation!”
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  • Chapter 175: Letters, Laughter, and Killing Stones

    The evening sky glowed in shades of orange and crimson as Hansen and Yorgi strolled through the streets, heading back to Albert’s residence. Their steps were light, and their faces bore barely hidden satisfaction.Yorgi burst into loud laughter, his distinct voice echoing through the narrow alleys, prompting a few merchants to glance over in confusion.“Did you see Elder Ren’s face?! Hahaha! As red as a boiled crab!” he shouted.Hansen gave a small smile. “If I could, I’d slap them with the pill I just refined.”“Damn shame that pill’s too valuable to waste like that,” Yorgi replied, slapping Hansen’s shoulder while chuckling.When they reached Albert’s residence, the door creaked open softly. The old healer was watering his plants in the backyard. As he saw them arrive, he raised an eyebrow.“So? How did it go? You both look like two men who just set fire to the Alchemy Pavilion.”Yorgi answered quickly, nearly speaking over Hansen.“We won! But… also lost!”“We didn’t win on paper,

  • Chapter 174: Divine Core Pill & A Noble’s Wrath

    All eyes were fixed on Hansen’s furnace.The bluish-purple flames dancing around it slowly dimmed, condensed, and seeped into the pill that had now fully formed atop the crystal disc. Its color was vivid—reflecting light like starlight filtered through mist. Its aroma was gentle and calming, as if infused with deep healing power.The audience was spellbound.Even several elders who had been watching with indifferent faces unconsciously leaned forward. Some young disciples from minor sects held their breath, eyes filled with awe. They knew—Hansen’s result wasn’t just “good.” It was astonishing. Rare. On the edge of perfection.But on the other side of the stage, Huang Bi’s face turned red. Not from embarrassment—but from rising fury.“IT’S A TRICK!” he suddenly shouted, pointing at Hansen’s pill.The atmosphere erupted.“That’s not the result of a real alchemist! That… that must be illusion magic! There’s no way flame energy could change color like that without external manipulation!”

  • Chapter 173: The First Flame, The Second Explosion

    The golden bell rang, signaling the start of the trial.DONGGG!!Flames erupted almost simultaneously in eighteen of the twenty furnaces. The contestants moved quickly—some began heating their base liquids, others sliced spirit roots, while a few scattered powders in specific orders. The clinking of tools and the roar of fire created the distinct rhythm of an alchemist’s kitchen: busy, dense, urgent.But…Among them all, Hansen stood still.He didn’t move. Didn’t reach for ingredients. Didn’t ignite his fire. He merely stood there, hands behind his back, eyes fixed on the metal furnace before him as if waiting for something.People began to glance at one another.“Who is that?” one contestant whispered, frowning. “Why hasn’t he started?”The crowd behind the protective barrier started murmuring louder. Even a few elders from the Pavilion furrowed their brows. One of them, Elder Hua, sneered, “Did he forget why he came here? Or is he just arrogant?”Hansen heard. He knew every mocking

  • Chapter 172

    Several days had passed since the battle of that bloodied night. Yet, Four Pillars City remained quiet. Calm, but with an atmosphere so heavy—it felt like the moment before an invisible storm.In Albert’s residence, Hansen sat before an ancient alchemist’s furnace. A steady blue flame flickered under the round metal vessel, while thin, sharp-scented vapors drifted through the air. The wooden table before him was cluttered with powdered roots, spirit flower petals, and thick liquids from various crystal vials.Suddenly—BOOM!—a small pop echoed from the potion boiling out of control. The liquid overflowed and burst upward in a minor explosion, splattering the ceiling.Hansen closed his eyes and let out a long breath.“You added it too early. Wait until the temperature drops by half a degree, then add the Wind Leaf Crystal extract,” Albert’s calm yet admonishing voice came from the corner of the room.“I know,” Hansen replied, wiping the steam from his brow. “But this body’s too slow. My

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  • Chapter 170: Blood Behind the Name Halim

    In a secluded underground chamber, far from the main palace, Young Lord Halim sat atop a throne carved from black stone, arms crossed. His narrow eyes stared into the violet flames dancing in a metal bowl before him. Each flicker of light revealed dark lines on his face—marks of a soul consumed by hatred, lust, and boundless ambition.Surrounding him stood several figures clad entirely in black—members of the Eastern Shadows, an elite assassin guild that only moved for blood-bound contracts.“So... it failed?” Halim asked in a tone flat yet terrifying.One of the agents dropped to his knees, trembling.“We didn’t expect… that man… Hansen… he’s not what we thought. He defeated three of our elites... with his bare hands…”CRACK!!The bronze goblet in Halim’s hand shattered. The red liquid inside—supposedly sacred wine—splashed onto his robe, but he didn’t care.“Because of some lowborn bastard no one’s ever heard of… I have to hear this kind of report?” His voice was as cold as glacial

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