Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 686: Chapter 418 [Pill]_2

Logan had cultivated to the Quasi-Saint Realm, and such talent was indeed rare in a century, perhaps even unprecedented. However, his claims about his alchemy and array prowess were clearly exaggerations, not to be taken seriously.

Back in the Ancient Secret Realm, Logan claimed he had trapped two members of the Holy See with his array skills. At that time, they didn’t refute him, but deep down, they greatly despised him. They were all in the Saint Seat Realm themselves; how could it be possible for an Array Master to corner them to death? What did they think of Sanctuary Powerhouses?

If it weren’t for the fact that Logan had the ability to pass through challenges, and everyone needed to rely on Logan during the time in the Ancient Secret Realm, they would have exposed him long ago. Now, naturally, they didn’t have so many concerns and would not indulge Logan.

Especially when everyone was just discussing how to find a Grandmaster Array Master, and Logan chose that moment to step forward looking for trouble—wasn’t he just asking to be confronted? It was only because nobody wanted to stoop to Logan’s level, and Logan had an Emperor Weapon in hand, otherwise they probably would have already taken action.

Watching Logan being ridiculed by dozens of people, Holy Daoist hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over, “There’s no need to continue. Logan certainly isn’t an Alchemist, that’s why he only said a few words. It’s not necessary to go on and on.”

“Yes, let’s not harm our camaraderie!” Wexler Daoist nodded in agreement. Logan was the first person he had met, and had successfully helped him navigate out of the first challenge in the desert. Furthermore, Logan had offered a Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus to save his life; no matter how false Logan’s claims were, he had to stand with Logan.

Particularly since Logan said he had helped the Wexler Clan in the Western Wasteland time and again, there was no need for Logan to lie to him, and in both passion and reason, he owed him a favor.

The dozens of people then let it go and did not continue to be sarcastic. But Logan shook his head and then very coldly replied to everyone.

“Believe it or not, that’s your business. I’m not obliged to help you, remember it’s you who need me, not the other way around!”

These dozens of people were Sanctuary Powerhouses, who, when encountered by ordinary folk, would definitely be trembling in fear. However, to Logan, they had nothing to be proud of in his presence.

Many clenched their fists and questioned, “Grandmaster Array Master? A general Alchemist needs a day to make an Elixir, while a Grandmaster Array Master only needs an hour, and doesn’t even need an Alchemy Furnace. Can you do that?”

Normally, Logan could have just let things slide, and it would have been over, but Logan was not at all grateful, so no one could be blamed for wanting to slap his face.

“Stop messing around, we’re running out of time, how can we waste it here?” Holy Daoist quickly spoke up to stop them. He didn’t want Logan to be too embarrassed, also helplessly noting that these Saint Seat individuals were just too narrow-minded, continuing to quarrel with Logan. Couldn’t they give way three times to a life-saving benefactor?

Having lived for such a long time, their minds should have become calm, and even be like him, possessing a sense of looking at all things in the world with amusement.

Logan still had an Emperor Weapon in hand, and if he wanted to make a journey to the Immortal Realm, he would also need to borrow the Emperor Weapon. Otherwise, he could not contend against the Sanctuary Powerhouses of the Immortal Realm. If these dozens of people caused Logan to lose face and leave in a huff, they could forget about getting the Holy Life Elixir.

“Whether it’s possible or not, one attempt will tell,” Logan said with a faint smile. He didn’t need to prove too much, but since these people wanted to slap his face, he had to return the favor.

If he could really rival a Master Alchemist, Logan looked forward to seeing their faces change. Would they remain arrogantly disdainful, or would they prostrate themselves in hope he could refine the Holy Life Elixir? Then, Logan wouldn’t be as easy to talk to as before.

“Alright, since you want to refine it, you shall refine a simple Energy Blood Pill without using an Alchemy Furnace. If you succeed, it will prove you’re a Master Alchemist,” proposed one of the Sanctuary Powerhouses, laying down a challenge. Without mastering the skill above that of a Grandmaster, how could an Alchemist possibly not rely on an Alchemy Furnace, even if these Sanctuary Powerhouses knew some Alchemy Technique, they would still need an Alchemy Furnace, as they could not control the temperature and Spirituality on their own.

“Fine, fortunately, I have enough materials in my spatial ring,” Logan nodded. The Energy Blood Pill was indeed a must for any Alchemist, as it could heal some simple wounds and replenish Spiritual Energy in the Dantian if it was depleted.

Of course, if the injuries were too severe, or if one’s Realm had reached above that of the Throne, the Energy Blood Pill would be of no use, because the Spiritual Energy in it was too little and the ingredients were very common.

Logan took out five types of ingredients and then began the refinement process. Crafting the Energy Blood Pill was indeed too easy, but since it was the first time he did so without the aid of an Alchemy Furnace, he proceeded with extreme caution. After all, his aim was to prove others wrong, and he absolutely could not afford to become a laughing stock.

Without an Alchemy Furnace, Logan used his Spiritual Energy and internal strength to drive the process, and as the materials were being refined, the extreme cold of the surroundings made every movement laborious. He had to divert a portion of his Spiritual Power to control the surrounding temperature.

The Holy Daoist could see the difficulty and immediately spoke up, “The Extreme Cold Lands are too harsh, with unceasing wind and snow all around. I will create a small space here to give Logan enough room.”

“This doesn’t count as breaking the rules, after all, even if a true Master Alchemist were here, they definitely wouldn’t be able to manage without an Alchemy Furnace in the Extreme Cold Lands.”

The Wexler Daoist also immediately added his agreement, although this displeased the several dozen members of the Sanctuary Powerhouse as their initial plan was to see Logan embarrass himself. But now with things laid out this way, if they didn’t let the Holy Daoist and the others lend a hand, wouldn’t it be clear that they were just making difficulties for him?

Logan, fully engrossed in the refinement process, heard these words and stopped them, “There’s no need. Even if there is a significant temperature difference, I can still craft the Energy Blood Pill. I want to show you all my Alchemy Technique, to prove my worth as a Grandmaster.”

The Holy Daoist was internally speechless. There was no need to prove oneself this way; youths are really too impetuous. If the refinement failed, the situation would be quite embarrassing.

“The pill is complete!” It wasn’t long before an Elixir emitted a glowing light in midair. Logan breathed a sigh of relief. Ultimately, he had slapped everyone’s faces, so to speak. Refining this pill had been incredibly taxing, and he had been fraught with anxiety the entire time.

Despite the difficulty during the process, where the wind and snow slashed like knives against his Spiritual Energy, he had succeeded. At this moment, Logan felt as if he had exhaled a deep breath after long suppression.

The several dozen Sanctuary Powerhouses’ expressions changed. The Elixir had been successfully made, and under such stormy conditions, which not even a Master Alchemist could have handled with such ease. Logan had only been given an hour, but he had used just one-third of that time.

One of the Sanctuary Powerhouses examined the Elixir and was immediately shocked, “This is not an ordinary Energy Blood Pill. The vitality within it is ten times that of a normal Energy Blood Pill. How can it be so enriched? He used just a few very common materials and managed to produce such an effect?”

“Who dares to say that Logan is inferior to a Master Alchemist now? Where are those who spoke earlier? With such skill, crafting the Holy Life Elixir wouldn’t be difficult either!”

The Wexler Daoist laughed heartily, feeling happy for Logan at that moment. He too had had his doubts earlier, which he hadn’t expressed; merely not joining in the mockery put him far above the others.

But Logan had proven everything; not only had he slapped everyone’s faces, but the previous shadows that had been cast on the Holy Life Elixir crafting dissipated. With Logan here, there was no need to seek out another Master Alchemist!

Despite the display of strength, a few members of the Sanctuary Powerhouse were still skeptical, “Isn’t this just a stroke of luck? To say Logan has the skill of a young Master Alchemist is impossible!”

“Beyond the Energy Blood Pill, I will refine a few other Elixirs for you, right here in the Extreme Cold Lands, and just like before, without using an Alchemy Furnace!”

Logan understood that these few people weren’t unwilling to acknowledge his skill; it was just that they had mocked him earlier and now found it hard to lose face.

But since he had spoken earlier, he had to admit his mistake, for if Logan couldn’t produce the pills, the one facing mockery would be himself.

Thereafter, Logan refined several other Elixirs, each a few levels stronger than the Energy Blood Pill. Though they still weren’t considered treasures, and any average Alchemist could make them,

the difference was that Logan hadn’t used an Alchemy Furnace, and he was in the harsh environment of the Extreme Cold Lands, yet each time he used less than a third of the allocated time.

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