Chapter 340: Chapter 340 - Man of Fire
This person was none other than Dorthy Barry, who was once a member of the Chuzzle Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and Lucian River’s apprentice!
Dorthy standing before me wore a twisted expression, had dropped significant weight, and had become nearly unrecognizable.
I frowned and asked, "Dorthy, how did you end up like this? Have you... practiced some evil techniques?"
Dorthy replied angrily, "It’s all thanks to you..."
"Thanks to me?" My brow furrowed slightly.
"I don’t think I did anything to you, did I?"
Dorthy said furiously, "Nothing? It’s because of you that my once cherished pride was completely shattered! My dreams were also crushed!"
"If it wasn’t for you, I would have definitely become the president of the Traditional Medicine Association and be admired by everyone!"
"But it was your mere appearance that broke everything!"
I couldn’t help but shake my head, "Dorthy, your pride is too fragile, isn’t it? So, just because I defeated you, your pride was hurt?"
"You don’t understand," said Dorthy coldly.
"You have no idea what it’s like for someone who has been praised since childhood to suddenly be brought so low."
I looked at Dorthy and said coldly, "Dorthy, your mindset is the problem. It’s your desires that can’t support your ambitions."
"Enough with the nonsense!" Dorthy snapped back.
"I am now part of the Johansson family! You have no right to lecture me!"
I didn’t say anything more.
Nevertheless, I was somewhat surprised about Dorthy’s development.
Initially, I had a good opinion of him but didn’t expect him to drift down the wrong path.
From Dorthy’s current condition, it was clear that he had practiced some evil techniques, hence turning him into this inhuman and ghost-like figure.
"The Pavilion Master has arrived!"
At that moment, a loud shout came from outside.
Subsequently, the Pavilion Master walked in slowly, accompanied by many Law Enforcement Elders.
"Greetings to the Lord of the Medicine God Pavilion," Dorthy said, giving a slight bow to the Pavilion Master.
The Pavilion Master gave a small nod, not appearing too surprised at Dorthy’s appearance.
With the Pavilion Master’s arrival, the competition officially began.
Two medicinal cauldrons were placed in the middle, with a pile of rare herbs available for both contestants to use.
Dorthy glanced coldly at me, then sneered, "Mason Raymond, half a year has passed, and I am no longer the same Dorthy Barry."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dorthy opened his palm!
A cluster of Blue Spirit Fire flickered on his palm!
Everyone couldn’t help but gasp in shock!
This Dorthy actually possessed the Blue Spirit Fire as well!
"Weren’t you a Red Spiritual Fire?" I frowned and asked.
Dorthy sneered, "This Blue Spirit Fire was gifted to me by the Johansson family. They have given me everything!"
"Spirit Fire... can be gifted?" I became even more puzzled.
Dorthy coldly snorted without further explanation.
He put the herbs into the medicinal cauldron one by one and began to refine the pills.
It must be said that Dorthy’s alchemy skills had improved remarkably fast.
In just half a year, his control of the Blue Spirit Fire had already reached an expert level!
Seeing his incredible technique left everyone stunned, and even I felt a bit of pressure.
As such, I didn’t hesitate any longer. I immediately placed the herbs into my medicinal cauldron and began refining the pills.
For this refining session, I still maintained my choice: the Nine Transformation Pill.
The Nine Transformation Pill was considered a Divine Medicine, and even in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, only a few people could successfully refine it.
As for the Johansson family, there was no need to mention—they didn’t stand a chance. I didn’t believe they had such a profound foundation.
Most importantly, the amount of herbs required for me to refine the Nine Transformation Pill was much less than what others needed.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, two clusters of blue flame danced within the medicinal cauldron.
Both of our speeds were almost neck and neck, and the grade of our pills seemed to be Earth Rank Pills.
Time slipped away second by second, and in the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened.
Meanwhile, the pill in my cauldron had already begun to take shape slowly.
In contrast, Dorthy Barry’s pill seemed to be one step behind!
This couldn’t help but make Dorthy’s face darken, and even a hint of anxiety flashed across his face!
It was precisely because of this change in his state of mind that the flame in Dorthy’s cauldron began to deviate.
"Huff!"
The Blue Spirit Fire became extremely violent, burning the herbs in the cauldron to ashes!
"How...how could this be!" Dorthy became even more panicked.
He stared at the ashes in his cauldron, and a hint of despair flashed across his face.
At this moment, my Nine Transformation Pill had already been successfully refined.
Pill Clouds in the sky were also slowly condensing.
"Buzz!"
A flash of light streaked across, and the Nine Transformation Pill fell into my hand.
Thunderous applause immediately erupted on the scene; even the Pavilion Master’s eyes flashed with a hint of approval.
I handed the Nine Transformation Pill to the elder, and then looked at Dorthy.
"Dorthy, you lost," I said solemnly.
However, it seemed as if Dorthy hadn’t heard, and he just kept muttering to himself, "How could this happen, how could this happen..."
Seeing Dorthy’s demeanor, I couldn’t help but sigh, "Dorthy, there’s no need to be upset. You have talent, and I believe the Pavilion Master will let you stay in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion."
To any alchemist, the Divine Alchemist Pavilion is the most sacred place in their hearts, and Dorthy was no exception.
Joining the Divine Alchemist Pavilion was the best testament to one’s alchemy skills.
But Dorthy looked at me with rage, as if he had gone mad!
A hint of resentment flashed across his face, and his body even trembled slightly.
"Staying in the Divine Alchemist Pavilion? Mason Raymond, you make it sound so easy!" Dorthy practically roared out these words!
He spoke with evident pain, "You are an elder of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion, high and mighty, and revered by thousands. Yet I’ve become this inhuman and ghostly figure!"
"In order to obtain this blue fire, I did everything to please the Johansson family, even willingly serving as their cattle and horse..."
"But even so, they never treated me as a person!"
"All of this is because of you, all because of you! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have gone mad trying to obtain this fire!"
Dorthy’s insanity left everyone puzzled.
I frowned, "It’s just a loss, why are you so agitated? Although you didn’t become an elder this time, it doesn’t mean you can’t in the future..."
"I have no chance, I have no chance!" Dorthy shouted in anger!
"If I can’t win against you today, I will die here... For the Johansson family, my usefulness... is over...."
"I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die..." Dorthy’s face began to contort, and his entire body trembled violently!
My face changed, and I asked with furrowed brows, "Dorthy, what... what’s wrong with you?"
"Huff!"
At this moment, Dorthy’s entire body was suddenly enveloped in spiritual fire! He turned into a man of fire!
He moved his body with incredible speed, charging straight toward me!
Wherever he went, everything touched by the Blue Spirit Fire was reduced to ashes!
The entire Great Hall instantly descended into chaos!
All the alchemists scattered and fled in all directions!
"Swish!"
In the blink of an eye, Dorthy was in front of me, his fists wrapped in flames, and he fiercely slammed them toward me!
"I don’t want to die...I don’t want to die..." Amidst the depths of the flames, Dorthy’s painful voice could still be heard.
