Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 685: Chapter 418: [Dan]_1

“You don’t recognize it? Then why did you speak up? You got us excited for nothing; you’re young and full of life, but the rest of us are nearly burnt out!”

Everyone couldn’t help but voice their complaints, the joy on their faces vanishing in an instant, replaced by annoyance and disappointment. Could it be that a Master Alchemist truly didn’t exist?

Only Logan would dare say such a thing; if it were someone else making fun of them, any Sanctuary Powerhouse present could obliterate the mocker with a flick of their hand.

Even Holy Daoist couldn’t help but let out a long sigh, “Logan, what exactly did you mean by your words just now? Make it clear, do you recognize them or not?”

“I don’t recognize the Master Alchemist. What I meant was that I am an alchemist myself. If you gather the materials, I could help you concoct the elixir.”

Logan explained helplessly to everyone, “What’s so difficult about the Art of Alchemy? I see no barrier to entry at all; my alchemy skills are no less than my array skills.”

Upon hearing this, everyone was at a loss for words. It’s not simply a matter of having alchemy skills, after all; alchemists are a dime a dozen, but could any of those concoct the Holy Life Elixir?

“Who here doesn’t know how to concoct an elixir? After all, having reached the Sanctuary, most have some level of skill. However, alchemy has stringent realms, and only a Master Alchemist might hope to do so. Those below the master level just don’t cut it; otherwise, we wouldn’t be in such a dire rush.”

Seeing that Logan still didn’t understand, Wexler Daoist imparts knowledge, “From beginner to master, ninety-nine percent are already filtered out, and of the remaining one percent, maybe one in ten thousand can reach the level of a quasi-master, let alone a master.”

“I can indeed do it. If my array skills can reach the level of a master, so can my alchemy skills. I feel there’s a similar magic to being an Array Master and an Alchemist; I’ve also concocted quite a few elixirs before.”

Seeing the disbelief among the crowd, Logan was naturally quite frustrated. Nevertheless, he had immense confidence in himself, particularly after what Holy Daoist had said about the one hundred ingredients. If they were to be made into an elixir, no matter how intricate the process, it would be a piece of cake for Logan.

Holy Daoist held his forehead, disbelieving like the others: “Even for a genius, it takes decades to progress from apprentice to novice, and at least a century from novice to master, and that’s solely focusing on alchemy, without cultivating one’s realm.”

“You’re really too young; you don’t seem like a master alchemist, let alone a grandmaster. Moreover, your cultivation realm is already at Semi-Saint, and you claim to be an Array Master too. What exactly do you primarily cultivate?”

It’s already difficult for an ordinary person to focus on one discipline, yet Logan cultivates, understands arrays, and dabbles in alchemy. Trying to use his mind for three purposes seemed utterly unreliable.

In the eyes of Holy Daoist and the others, Logan’s youth had already broken records of over a thousand years; no prodigy since ancient times had ever been like him. Even the youngest Dominator Realm Heavenly Prides were a few hundred years old.

And if he were to also divide his attention to study arrays and alchemy, how could that be possible? If he had even reached the master level, compared to him, they—the group of Sanctuary Powerhouses—would be more than a hundred levels behind. It’s not that they didn’t want to believe, but such a thing was simply unattainable.

“My cultivation realm was at the Dominator Realm before I went to the Ancient Secret Realm; now it’s already at Quasi-Saint. As for my array skills, suffice to say that whether in the Western Wasteland or the Central Region, there’s hardly anyone who can match me, and I’ve even trapped and killed two Sanctuary Powerhouses. That surely indicates a master’s standard.”

“Regarding my alchemy, I personally don’t think it falls far behind my array skills. But you don’t believe it, and I’ve not witnessed a high-level alchemist either, so it’s hard for me to judge right now. However, from what you’ve said about the hundred ingredients, I don’t think concocting them into an elixir would be difficult.”

Logan shrugged, “Since Holy Daoist and the others don’t believe, there’s not much more I can say. If they don’t trust me, they can go find another Master Alchemist. If, as they say, such a person is once in a millennium, then if they come to me later, I won’t be as easy to talk to as I am now.”

Cloud Sky Taoist was so amused by Logan that he laughed. He didn’t know if Logan was boasting or just naïve. A novice alchemist can concoct an elixir from ten ingredients, and a master from dozens, but only a grandmaster can potentially work with a hundred ingredients to produce an elixir.

Or maybe, like them, one’s cultivation realm has already reached Sanctuary. Even if they only know a little about alchemy, they can work with dozens of ingredients because their spiritual power has been enhanced through their realm’s cultivation, allowing them to work like an alchemist, though of course, at different levels.

But the Holy Life Elixir is different, not just because it involves a hundred ingredients, but also because each one is extremely rare in the world, and the concocting difficulty level is equivalent to that of hell. Even the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus, the most temperate among them, requires extremely skilled handling.

“In the end, you’re just too young, thinking that after passing a few trials in the Ancient Secret Realm, you can look down on everyone. Little do you know, you make yourself a laughingstock.”

“Logan is also to some extent our benefactor, which is why I didn’t speak out to mock. Otherwise, the moment he spoke his first sentence, I would have been tempted to punch him.”

“We are all Sanctuary Powerhouses; over the years, we’ve seen too many Heavenly Prides. Has anyone been like Logan? To pursue three disciplines simultaneously as if he were a once-in-a-million all-rounded genius?”

The several dozen Sanctuary figures were usually very composed; most had been silent up to now, listening to Holy Daoist and a few others making arrangements. But at this moment, they couldn’t help but speak out against Logan.

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