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Chapter 183: The Heaven-Transcending Pearl
Suddenly, a low, melodic hum vibrated through the room. It wasn't coming from the fire—it was coming from the cauldron itself. Alistair’s internal energy, his Golden Core Qi**, was vibrating at such a high frequency that the bronze was generating heat from the inside out.While the others were struggling to maintain an even external flame, Alistair was creating a perfect, uniform heat-field within the vessel."Master Harold! Look!" one of the attendants cried out.Harold glanced over, his eyes bulging. "The Frictionless Void Refinement? No... that’s a myth! That technique was lost a long time ago!"Alistair ignored the commotion.With a flick of his wrist, the ingredients flew into the cauldron in a precise, rhythmic sequence.He didn't stir. He didn't fan the flames.He simply stood there, his eyes closed, his fingers moving in subtle, intricate mudras.Inside the cauldron, the Obsidian Vine didn't burn; it dissolved into a pure, obsidian-colored liquid that merged seamlessly with t
Chapter 182: Competition begins
In the cultivation world, most cultivators mostly picked one path to study.There was the combatant path, the healer path, the alchemist path, and other more niche paths. It was hard to find cultivators that focused on two paths and even harder to find one that focused on three.So, Alistair, who studied all cultivation paths, was a bona fide anomaly. “My family is known for healing but I don't have any desire to continue in the family trade. Isaac is there to do that. I chose to become an alchemist instead.” Joan explained. Alistair nodded in understanding. “I see. So that's how it is.”“And you?”Alistair sighed. “Well let's just say I'm a jack of all trades.”Just then, someone spoke up. “A jack of all trades?” Both Alistair and Joan glanced at him only for Joan's expression to darken as she recognized the young man who had approached. “This is a competition that requires those who have studied alchemy to the highest level yet here you are, with your half-baked knowledge, tryi
Chapter 181: A minor inconvenience
Alistair finally looked up, his eyes locking onto Harold's. "The fact that you use cinnabar as a primary binding agent tells me your 'Sun-Flare' pills are nothing more than slow-acting heavy metal poison masked by a temporary adrenaline spike. Your patients aren't being healed; they’re being preserved while they’re still alive."Harold’s jaw dropped. The murmurs in the room shifted from disdain to sharp, whispered curiosity.To diagnose a pill's composition just by the scent of the maker was a level of mastery most in the room only dreamed of—or feared."You... you arrogant brat!" Harold sputtered. He raised a hand, his fingers twitching as if to reach for a hidden pouch of flash-powder. "I’ll have you thrown out of here before Adam Smith even steps foot in the—""That’s quite enough."A voice, crisp and commanding as the snap of a whip, echoed from the grand staircase. The crowd parted instantly.A man in his late forties descended, dressed in a sharp, slate-grey suit that screamed o
Chapter 180: Single act of defiance
The man’s eyes bulged. "It's... It's the Iron Cauldron Sect! Their young master, Zhang Wei, wants to clear out all the 'independents' before Adam Smith arrives! They've set up three more ambushes ahead!"Alistair let go, and the leader crumpled to the ground, gasping for air. "The Iron Cauldron Sect. I've heard of them. Mediocre alchemists with a talent for bullying."He walked back to his car and climbed in, revving the engine. "Go back to your master. Tell him 'Grandmaster Zen' is coming. And tell him to bring a better grade of poison next time. This one was boring."Alistair floored the accelerator, the Porsche screaming as it tore through the roadblock, leaving the masked men in a cloud of dust.As he drove toward the villa, he checked the invitation again.Adam Smith was a man of high standards, and if the competition had already devolved into a brawl, he wondered what was waiting at the manor.The fact that this was happening within the manor grounds meant that Adam Smith was co
Chapter 179: A pathetic ambush
Alchemists were setting up traps for their fellow alchemists to prevent them from arriving at the manor in time for the competition. It was quite pathetic. Alistair looked at the group of five masked men blocking the road.They were dressed in reinforced tactical gear, but the faint, pungent smell of sulfur and charcoal clinging to their clothes gave them away.These weren't professional mercenaries; they were "Fire-Attendants"—martial artists who served as bodyguards and furnace-stokers for mid-level Alchemists."You're making a mistake," Alistair said, his voice flat. He didn't even bother to take his hands out of his pockets. "The competition hasn't even started, and you're already wasting your energy on road-blocking.""Energy?" the leader of the group laughed, hefting a heavy iron mace that hummed with a low, vibrational heat. "Kid, you're driving a car that costs more than most of our sects' annual budgets. If you're 'Grandmaster Zen,' then I'm the Emperor of the Jade Heavens.
Chapter 178: Leaving for the alchemist competition
“I see.” Alistair nodded in understanding. “Any information on what exactly Adam Smith might want the alchemists to brew?”Beggar John shook his head. “Not at all. The Smith family has done well to keep the situation within their family under tight wraps.”“I wonder why,” Alistair muttered. “Whatever the case may be, it's turning out to be quite a big deal. In fact, I hear that some alchemists are coming together to form factions to stand a chance of winning the competition.”“That's not a problem.”“It might be.” Beggar John said, thinking Alistair didn't understand the gravity of the situation. “I heard that there might be ambushing some of the alchemists who would be coming for the competition. The more well-known names would most definitely rob any unknown alchemist that show up. I would implore you to be careful, Mister Reid.” Alistair chuckled, not at all surprised by what he'd heard. “Don't worry, I'll handle the situation, whatever it may be.”John remarked. “Perhaps you wo
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