"When have you ever seen an alchemist that's so strong? All alchemists throw themselves into the art, how could they have time to practice combat?!" Gent Morales was an alchemist that was raised by the Unbreaking Pavilion. He had quite a lot of pride. The Unbreaking Pavilion was somewhere that cultivated warriors, so alchemists only took up a small percentage.When they were in the clan, they were respected because of their status as an alchemist. However, the chosen disciples of the Unbreaking Pavilion would never bother showing respect to alchemists of their level. The chosen disciples felt like alchemists were just there to provide a service, and that alchemists were nothing that special.That was why Gent did not really like warriors that much. Mark Wright was the leader of all the alchemists from the Unbreaking Pavilion for the trip to the Whirling World, and could naturally not let the emotions get the better of him like this.Mark stared at Gent and said, "Since it's an ord
"I think there's something else behind this," whispered an alchemist from the Unbreaking Pavilion who seemed to be of no great rank.Gent raised an eyebrow before turning around. "Something else behind what?"That person hurriedly replied, "The order to capture Fane alive. I don't think it's because of what happened in Black Sun City."Right after he said that, Gent was taken aback for a moment. The others, too, started to discuss the matter."What could it be, then? You're just speculating at this point. Don't just say whatever you want to! Everyone knows about what happened in Black Sun City, but other than that, nothing else has been said."The average-looking man meaningfully persisted, "Of course, I'm not just saying it blindly. Just think about it: who was the one who issued this order?!"Everyone fell silent at this. They exchanged looks among themselves, suddenly understanding.A thought occurred to Gent at that moment. "It was Grayson."The man nodded. "It was Grayson.
Rudy deflated as he looked at Fane. "I just feel like the entry test isn't hard at all. We just need to complete thirty runes in the condensing plate to obtain the right to enter the city. Plus, we can bring a person along! What an easy test…"Fane felt exasperated when he heard this. "You haven't even seen what sort of pill runes you'll need to complete. How do you know it'll be easy?""It's just an entry test!" refuted Rudy weakly. "How could they give out difficult problems? We just need to complete thirty pill runes, which I'm all up for. Don't look down on me!"Fane did not know what to say at that moment. Fane had never underestimated Rudy and was just speaking the truth. If Rudy continued to stand his ground on the matter, Fane had nothing else to say.The two of them were talking to each other when Rudy looked up and saw the stone plate in front of them. They walked toward the stone plate and read the words on the plate.[The price is set. Ten thousand spirit crystals per
Rudy snorted as he turned to tell Fane. "These warriors are clever, I'll give them that. Why did not one put up a plate like that in Thousand Leaves City? The moment it concerns their benefits, they put up the stone plate."Fane nodded. "In the end, the Hestia Continent is a place where strength matters the most. If the alchemists decide to retaliate, the warriors will probably attack them together. The alchemists aren't that strong anyway. Since they have no way of fighting back, they were forced to lower their heads."Rudy frowned and said unhappily, "Us alchemists are at such a disadvantage, but most alchemists come from larger forces. Are those forces not going to do anything about it?"Fane did not even bother looking at Rudy. "Why don't you put some thought into this? This is the Whirling World. Those who are truly strong can't enter. The only ones who can help these alchemists are warriors that are currently being trained."However, most of those warriors have gone to other
A group of about 19 people came up behind Mark after he introduced himself, and they shot Fane a seemingly unfriendly gaze.Fane frowned, immediately knowing that there would be trouble the moment he heard they were from the Unbreaking Pavilion.Fane raised an eyebrow as he sneered, "Are you trying to cause me trouble? Feel free to try, but with just your group, you'll just die on the spot if you try anything."Mark's expression soured at those words. He had wanted to be cordial with Fane, yet Fane's straightforwardness ruined that. Mark failed to even maintain his smile.Mark snorted. "This is the entry plaza, and the laws of Prosper City protect it. If you try anything here, you'll be struck by lightning before you can even do anything!"Fane raised an eyebrow, knowing that was indeed the case. "We'll fight outside, then," said Fane. "All twenty of you can fight me at the same time."Fane was not worried despite their numbers. They might be from the Unbreaking Pavilion, but the
Mark had to admit that Fane was talented with his words, able to choke anyone with his opinion.They were already short on time, yet these men from the Unbreaking Pavilion had all the time to impede Fane's progress! He could not be bothered to even talk to them, so Fane held nothing back.Gent blinked as his lips twitched. He had always been a prideful person and had always felt like he was very talented both in alchemy and his words.However, he could not help but admire Fane. Fane had managed to completely stump that group just with his words. Gent then glanced at Mark, musing to himself how he might die out of anger toward Fane.Right at that moment, someone walked over and said, "You're a bearer of misfortune. It's one thing that you've offended the Compass Pavilion, but you've even offended the Unbreaking Pavilion. You got surrounded the moment you entered. You've got some guts!"Samuel Mckenzie laughed as he walked toward the gathering. Mark took a few deep breaths before he
Fane's words struck a sensitive nerve in Samuel. It was true that he did not have the skills to stand up to Fane. He was an alchemist and had naturally spent most of his time in alchemy, thus he could not stand a chance against warriors.Fane was someone who had defeated Walter, who was a chosen disciple of the Compass Pavilion. Even a chosen disciple of the Compass Pavilion had not been able to beat Fane, let alone an alchemist like him.Even if all of the present disciples attacked Fane, they might still fail to defeat Fane.Fane had said that he wanted to use numbers to his advantage, which was not wrong…but Samuel refused to just accept defeat. Fane had pissed him off to a point of no return."B*stard! You'll be hit by lightning one day! You'll bow to the Compass Pavilion eventually. Once you exit Prosper City, you'll die!"Fane took a deep breath as he shot everyone a disdainful glare. He deliberately raised his voice as he replied, "I just said you're using numbers against m
Mark and Samuel immediately cackled upon hearing Fane's words. It was as though they were talking to a clown, one that had boastful words that meant nothing but overestimations.Samuel laughed as he said, "Do you know what you're even saying? Look at the badge on your chest before you speak. You're just a sixth-grade alchemist, and you're already so arrogant!"You should at least pick the right place to brag. It's so easy for you to be exposed now. We're just going to stand here and watch as you go to the condensing plates to go through the test. I want to see what kind of result you'll get!"Mark had a cold look on his face. "Didn't you say that you would beat all of us? I can perfectly complete the test, can you? I can bring three people in easily! Can you?"Fane merely raised an eyebrow at this and calmly nodded. This alone was enough of a response to Mark's questions, relaying how the test was nothing worth worrying over.He had gone through one entry test, and Fane had not be