Chapter 302: Chapter 302 - Burning Palm
"An alchemist from the Divine Alchemist Pavilion?" The moment this identity came to light, the crowd’s attitude shifted instantly!
Nearly everyone stared at the young man in amazement!
"So you’re an alchemist from the Divine Alchemist Pavilion - what an honor to meet you!"
"I’m Beck Damon from the Damon family, pleased to make your acquaintance!"
Their behavior clearly demonstrated the Divine Alchemist Pavilion’s prestigious standing in their minds.
The alchemist turned to the stall owner and inquired, "Have you reached a decision?"
The stall owner rose and said respectfully, "I apologize for failing to recognize an alchemist of your caliber."
"It’s fine." The alchemist gestured dismissively with assurance.
He produced ten Recovery Pills and declared, "This Best Thin Armor should be mine now, correct?"
The stall owner grinned, "Absolutely, since you’re an alchemist, I naturally have greater confidence in you."
"Wait!"
Right then, I abruptly interrupted both of them.
The stall owner gazed at me with bewilderment, "Sir, is there something else you need? Even if you possess a Fasting Pill, I’d prefer working with the Divine Alchemist Pavilion."
"You heard him, sir? The Best Thin Armor is mine now." The alchemist smirked.
I stated firmly, "What if I’m prepared to exchange a Breakthrough Pill for it?"
"A Breakthrough Pill?" The stall owner appeared somewhat skeptical, while the alchemist next to him looked stunned!
Clearly, this alchemist was familiar with the Breakthrough Pill.
I confirmed with a nod, "The Breakthrough Pill enables breakthrough to the Grandmaster realm."
Hearing this, everyone displayed astonished expressions!
"Sir, are you being truthful?"
"Do you actually possess a Breakthrough Pill? If you do, I’m ready to offer a substantial sum for it!"
I disregarded them and focused on the stall owner.
The stall owner appeared torn; though the Divine Alchemist Pavilion’s alchemist held prestigious status, the temptation of a Breakthrough Pill was overwhelming.
"Two pills." I raised two fingers.
The stall owner paused briefly, then asked anxiously, "Truly?"
"Truly." I nodded in confirmation.
"Ha, don’t believe his lies." At that instant, the alchemist mocked.
"Though the Breakthrough Pill isn’t exactly a legendary pill, it remains a supreme-grade one. Even I’ve never owned one, much less him." The alchemist snorted dismissively.
The stall owner’s expression darkened after hearing this.
The alchemist went on, "Let me tell you something - even within our Divine Alchemist Pavilion, few can create a Breakthrough Pill, let alone him."
"Even an alchemist can’t create one?"
"Then that guy is definitely bluffing!"
"Damn, he’ll do whatever it takes to obtain the Best Thin Armor."
I glanced at the alchemist and replied, "Your inability to create it doesn’t mean I can’t."
I looked at the stall owner, awaiting his response.
After a brief pause, the stall owner declared, "If you can truly produce two Breakthrough Pills, the Best Thin Armor belongs to you."
"Fine, give me one hour." I agreed with a nod.
The alchemist sneered, "You’re actually going to perform alchemy right here? What will you use for refinement? A lighter?"
This comment made the crowd erupt in laughter.
I ignored the alchemist’s ridicule and simply extended my palm.
A strand of Blue Spiritual Fire suddenly flickered in my palm.
Upon seeing this Spiritual Fire, the alchemist’s expression shifted drastically!
"Blue Spiritual Fire? How can this be?" The alchemist gulped nervously!
He himself only possessed Red Spiritual Fire!
It was common knowledge that possessing Spiritual Fire qualified one for entry into the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, particularly Blue Spiritual Fire.
"Who are you exactly?" The alchemist asked in disbelief.
"Mason Raymond." I stated my name calmly.
"Mason Raymond? The one called the King of Chuzzle?"
"I heard he competed against Master Brynlee recently!"
"What’s impressive about competing with Master Brynlee? He dares challenge the Johansson family! Would you dare? I certainly wouldn’t!"
"I heard he’s married to Miss Sean..."
The alchemist stared at me intensely and said, "So you’re Mason Raymond! I’ve heard stories about you, but I don’t believe them."
"I don’t require your belief." I responded coolly.
Then, I retrieved ordinary cooking equipment from my Spatial Magic Artifact and began refining the Breakthrough Pill right there!
The process took time, but nobody wanted to depart.
They all watched me intently, as though anticipating the outcome.
As minutes ticked by, the pill within the cooking equipment slowly began forming.
"Crack!"
With a sharp sound, the cooking equipment couldn’t handle the immense pressure and broke apart!
"Hahaha!" The alchemist couldn’t contain his laughter.
"Without proper equipment, what will you use for pill refinement? This is my first time seeing someone use cooking equipment for alchemy! You’re such a novice!" The alchemist taunted.
I remained silent, simply lifting my palm as a golden radiance emerged!
Then, I cast the flame into my palm.
Streams of green medicinal liquid were refined once more within my palm!
"What? He’s using his palm as a vessel?"
"This... this is absolutely unbelievable!"
Even the alchemist stood speechless. He’d never witnessed such a method!
Though I controlled the Spiritual Fire, when the flame departed my body and returned to my palm, I could still sense the Spiritual Fire’s violent energy!
Soon, the golden glow surrounding my hand cracked, and the Spiritual Fire touched my flesh!
"Hiss!"
The moment my palm contacted the Spiritual Fire, dense smoke began rising!
The intense agony was painful to witness!
I naturally felt the pain from my palm, but clenching my teeth, I never considered surrendering!
This time, even the stall owner was impressed!
How determined was this Mason Raymond!
"Buzz!"
Finally, an hour later, light flashed within my palm!
The Breakthrough Pill was complete!
