Chapter 156 - 154: Alchemic Dao Pavilion

Chapter 156 - 154: Alchemic Dao Pavilion

The building wasn’t tall, colorful, or dazzling by any means, but it was exceptional! It was two-stories with two floors and shaped like a rectangle laid flat. Its black walls were unassuming and unappealing, and it lacked any esoteric markings or artistic designs. In truth, in terms of appearance, it was rather ordinary.Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

However, when his eyes met this rather ordinary building, his heart knew it was no such thing! That was because its entire existence was structured entirely from solidified alchemical energies.

The. Entire. Thing.

From its doors, windows, to its walls, ceiling and floors. Even from up high, Wei Wuyin could tell this was a building entirely constructed using the ability of ’creation’ to an extreme. He had heard that, if a cultivator’s strength reaches a certain extent, that energies, qi, or astral force can gain true permanence. What permanence meant was its ability to interact and exist in the world like true objects, only vanishing when destroyed or corroded by time.

"Incredible!" This single word of praise summed up his entire thoughts that were drowned in awe. While this might seem like an irrelevant gesture, or even a waste of effort, to have a building constructed from alchemical energies would have endless benefits to alchemists. It was the constant exposure that could enhance one’s control or affinity to alchemical energies.

This is like a person swimming in water year-round would be far more attuned with the movements of water. Take this and incorporate an alchemist’s ability to control alchemical energies, needing to use it to concoct products effectively, and you have a natural training center that can help improve an alchemist’s skill.

Wei Wuyin’s arrival upon the pegasus wasn’t ignored or concealed. In fact, quite a few people sent their gazes his way and some directly stilled after seeing Wei Wuyin. News had traveled fast, and many knew that a youth had appeared with an unofficial Alchemic King status.

Furthermore, out of the three main mountains for disciples, the Extreme Creation Mountain had no prior Sky Nobles or Heavenly Kings. This had lasted for a thousand years, so how could they not be shocked? Wei Wuyin was the first Sky Noble in a thousand years!

And this was due to the skill vs time vs talent factor in the various paths Creationists take. Typically, they’d require half a millennia before having a chance to become an Alchemic King. This meant all Alchemic Kings, everywhere in the Myriad Astral Territory, were beyond the age of five hundred. Furthermore, many of them were in the Astral Core Realm.

While they didn’t have Alchemic Natal Souls, they did have a high cultivation base and can infuse their astral force with alchemical energies to supplement the success rate and refinement times of their concoctions. This was why no official Alchemic King thus far, amongst the few hundred Alchemic Kings, were at the Qi Condensation Realm.

"Isn’t that the unofficial Alchemic King? I can’t believe he’s descended from the Sky Layer so quickly!"

"I know, right? He should wait until he reaches the Astral Core Realm and then establish himself, otherwise he might be pushed in all sorts of issues."

"Pfft, what do you know? He likely already has a faction he’s a part of. Otherwise, wouldn’t he just be a big piece of meat to the others? They would come tearing and clawing for that meat!"

While he landed, his enhanced hearing allowed him to eavesdrop on many verbal conversations. He noticed the surrounding disciples, be they Null, Nascent Dust, or Mortal Common were animatedly discussing him. Their tones were filled with curiosity, guess, and even concern. A few were intrigued and he felt spiritual fluctuations as If they were transmitting messages.

’Right...Sky Nobles can join factions. Usually, they join Heavenly Kings or Imperial Sages, supplementing their own strength.’ As he recalled this nearly forgotten detail, his eyes flitted with a contemplating light.

He knew that since he descended, then others would surely send their representatives to invite him to join them in their faction, but he intended to form his own, so that was a direct conflict with his desires.

’I wonder if anyone will try to impede me if I refuse them?’ This thought caused a particularly cold and interested smile to tug at his lips. He was filled with expectation. ’Who will be the chicken?’

There was an old idiom that said: one has to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and he felt like seeing how well this applied in practical situations.

He jumped off the pegasus and briskly walked towards the Alchemic Dao Pavilion beneath the whispering and interested gazes of these disciples.

A few female members couldn’t help but whisper to themselves, "Wow! He’s so handsome...can one even be that good-looking?!"

Gu Hao ferociously stomped away and took an entirely different direction than Wei Wuyin.

"He’s going to the mission board? But he’s not an alchemist..." the male greeter said suddenly.

About two dozen more disciples arrived simultaneously, seemingly interested in the events that were likely about to unfold. A few hastily followed Gu Hao while a few others tailed slowly with soft steps, clearly a little fearful.

"What the hell?!" The male greeter was shocked by what was happening. He moved to grab a Nascent Dust Disciple, using his Astral Core Realm cultivation base to force him to stay behind. "What’s happening? Why is Gu Hao here?"

The Nascent Dust Disciple was startled after being restrained and seemingly captured against his will, but he didn’t dare show complaint on his expression. The interrogation sent his heart into a panic as he answered with trembling haste, "The potential Alchemic King and only Sky Noble of our mountain just arrived here! Gu Hao is...he’s..."

The male greeter immediately came to a realization, not needing to hear more, he released the disciple to scurry away and pondered with an intrigued expression. "It seems our mountain is going to get a little lively, huh?"

The female greeter was silent. "Maybe...not?" Those words were spoken with uncertainty.

"Huh? Why?"

"Well...I think he went to the Imperial Appraiser, not the mission board." The female greeter said with a hint of disbelief.

The male greeter looked towards her with disbelief. "How do you know?"

"Because...I think he just gave me this..." She lifted the bottle with a firm grasp, nearly treating it like a precious treasure. Within was a fluid ounce of blue liquid that gleamed with ghastly light.

"Is that..." the male greeter focused for a moment. When he examined the bottle, he didn’t find anything special with it at first, but upon closer inspection, his eyes widened abruptly.

"Th-tha...that’s..."

The female greeter fiercely nodded while clutching the bottle, "Yin Spirit Tears, a seventh-grade elixir!"

Just as those words escaped her lips, the bottle vanished from her grasp as if it was never there. Before she could react, there was a young woman dressed in white robes that were examining the bottle with a focused gaze. She had thin eyebrows, an oval face, with soft peach lips and a tall stature. She was nearly six feet six inches, towering many males in the world.

Her long legs were slightly revealed as her robes had a well-done cut at one side that reached to her upper thighs. It was quite alluring and revealed her exquisite whiteskin. Her green eyes brightened slightly as she gave a small exclaim of surprise.

"It really is Yin Spirit Tears! He can already concoct this?! I...can’t let that muscle man beat me to him." The young woman said as she vanished, taking the Yin Spirit Tears with her.

"..."

The two greeter glanced at each other for a moment and then simultaneously said:

"She stole it!"

Their hearts were sent into panic as they rushed to catch the young woman, their eyes flared with rage and a hint of madness. That was a seventh-grade elixir! How priceless was that? You bitch, give me back my elixir!

But they went in Wei Wuyin’s direction while the young woman followed after Gu Hao, so they weren’t even chasing her.