Chapter 159: Chapter 159 - Azure Flame
I forcefully injected my qi into the pile of herbs!
At this moment, the herbs became the carrier for my inner qi!
Countless qi streamed from my body, but this was far from enough for alchemy!
I had no other way now, so I could only continue despite the difficulties.
"What kind of technique is this?" Someone whispered in the distance.
"What’s the deal with that blue glow? How come I’ve never seen it before?"
The judges below the stage frowned. Evidently, my technique had exceeded their understanding.
Only Lucian River suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with shock!
"This...this pale blue...it’s similar to the one from the Divine Alchemist Pavilion back then!" Lucian murmured, a sense of unease emerging from his heart!
Years ago, during his travels, he had seen a master perform alchemy!
And that master’s alchemy technique was strikingly similar to my technique today!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Lucian shook his head quickly in denial.
"He’s just a bumpkin from River City; how could he possibly know any masters!" Lucian said coldly.
Having said that, he was still somewhat worried in his heart.
Time flew by, almost half had passed in the blink of an eye.
Only half an hour remained before the end.
Morgan Barry on the stage was completely relaxed, without any urgency.
He folded his hands behind his back, quietly watching the tools in front of him.
As for the other three contestants, they were still busy and struggling to control the heat.
"Humph, it’s a disgrace to compete with you lot," Morgan suddenly snorted at this moment.
He glanced down at the audience below the stage and said indifferently, "I’ll show you a little something today."
After saying that, Morgan gently raised his palm, and immediately, a hint of flame ignited in his hand!
Seeing this tiny flame, the crowd instantly boiled up!
"What is that? How come there’s a flame in his hand!"
"How is this possible? Special effects?"
Some martial artists exclaimed in astonishment, "Is that...is that a spiritual fire? Morgan actually controls spiritual fire?"
Several judges below the stage suddenly stood up, their eyes full of shock!
"Morgan actually produced a spiritual fire? How is this possible!"
"He’s only in his early twenties, how could he have such a talent!"
"With the aid of a spiritual fire, there’s no comparison at all! It’s just like fighting on completely different levels!"
Almost everyone was shocked by Morgan’s technique!
It’s said that those who can produce spiritual fires are one in a million geniuses!
There are only a handful of such individuals in the entire Chuzzle!
"This young man is bound to achieve greatness in the future!" The various judges sighed in unison.
As for the crowd’s reaction, Morgan seemed quite satisfied.
He played with the spiritual fire in his hand, then turned his gaze to me.
"Kid, do you know what this is called?" Morgan asked provocatively.
I gave him a cold glance and secretly said in my heart, "This fellow is indeed not as simple as I thought."
Seeing me not speaking, Morgan laughed and said, "With your knowledge, I’m afraid you probably don’t know what this is, do you? No matter, I’ll enlighten you today."
"This in my hand is called spiritual fire; it’s something comprehended through my own unique talent."
"And there are only a few people in the world who can produce spiritual fires! I, Morgan Barry, am one of them!"
"Mason Raymond, do you think we still need to compete?" Morgan said smugly and provocatively.
I withdrew my hand from the medicinal paste.
I stared at the pile of paste and murmured, "It should be about right, although it’s impossible to refine any top-grade elixirs, but looking at the world, it should be considered top quality."
Having said that, I turned my head to look at Morgan.
"You dare call that tiny flame in your hand a spiritual fire?" I laughed coldly.
Morgan’s face suddenly changed upon hearing my words.
"Ignorance!" Morgan snapped coldly.
"Being able to produce a spiritual fire is difficult enough, even if it’s only the size of a bean!"
"There are countless alchemists in the world; which of them isn’t obsessed with spiritual fires? You, an ignorant youngster, dare such wild talk!"
I glanced at him and chuckled, "I don’t think your spiritual fire is anything special."
A trace of anger flashed across Morgan’s face! Even the flames in his hand became restless!
"Are you in a hurry?" I raised an eyebrow, looking at the restless flame in Morgan’s hand and asked.
Morgan said coldly, "Ignorance truly knows no fear! Let me tell you, those who possess spiritual fire are enough to look down upon the world’s alchemists!"
"Really?" I raised an eyebrow.
Then, I gently spread my palm, and an azure flame immediately danced in my hand!
"What do you think of my spiritual fire?" I sneered.
