Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Chapter 137: The Wager with the Deity Emperor

"Horace, how about we make a bet?"

Sylvus looked at Horace with a smile.

Hearing his name called directly, Horace couldn't help but frown, though he was also somewhat intrigued.

"A bet on what?"

"If I can endure these flames for one minute, you give me a treasure. If I endure for ten minutes, you give me ten treasures, and I get to choose them myself. How about it?"

Sylvus said, looking at Horace mischievously.

Hearing Sylvus's words, Horace was stunned.

Was this guy crazy?

The strength of the White Spirit Flames was under his control.

If he wanted, he could unleash the full power of the flames, and Sylvus wouldn't last a second, let alone a minute.

"Interesting. I'll take your bet. But if you lose, what will happen then?"

Horace asked, confident that he couldn't lose this wager.

"If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me," Sylvus replied.

Horace narrowed his eyes, feeling like he might be falling into Sylvus's trap.

Given his power and status, there was nothing Sylvus could offer him, so it seemed that Sylvus was just gambling.

"Alright then, but you'd better hold on!"

Horace nodded.

He didn't mind—it would help him pass the time, which was a reward in itself.

...

As Horace spoke, the surrounding White Spirit Flames erupted, quickly surging towards Sylvus.

"Fire Spirit!"

Seeing the approaching flames, Sylvus activated his ability, and a burst of firelight emanated from his body.

The previously scorching aura vanished instantly, and when the White Spirit Flames reached him, Sylvus wasn't harmed at all.

"Oh? No wonder you dared to bet with me—you have some tricks up your sleeve."

Seeing the flames on Sylvus's body, Horace's eyes flashed with surprise.

However, he quickly sneered as the aura of the surrounding White Spirit Flames intensified again.

"No feeling at all."

Sylvus muttered, watching the increasingly fierce White Spirit Flames.

With his strength, Horace naturally heard Sylvus's words, and his displeasure grew.

This guy actually dared to say his divine flames were nothing—that was an insult!

"Let's see how long you can keep that attitude!"

Horace snorted coldly.

The White Spirit Flames transformed into a giant white serpent, wrapping around Sylvus.

"Are you ready to beg for mercy now?"

Seeing Sylvus bound by the serpent, Horace smiled.

He was only using one percent of his power, but even a Divine King couldn't withstand it.

He didn't believe Sylvus was a Divine King, especially since this Divine Domain allowed only Heavenly Deities at most.

However, when he looked at Sylvus, Horace was stunned.

Sylvus was completely unharmed and was even stroking the serpent wrapped around him.

"This illusion is quite realistic—the texture isn't bad either. Horace, just don't let this thing lick me with its tongue. That's too gross."

Sylvus said, suddenly looking at Horace.

Hearing this, Horace snapped back to reality, his heart filled with shock.

"How is this possible? Could this guy also be at the Deity Emperor level? Otherwise, how could he ignore my White Spirit Flames?"

Horace couldn't believe what he was seeing—Sylvus was completely calm.

"Horace, it's been a minute."

Sylvus smiled at Horace.

Horace took a deep breath—he couldn't believe it.

He, a dignified Deity Emperor, the Lord of the Radiant Palace, one of the Divine Realm's top powerhouses, couldn't even handle this kid.

"Don't worry—the flames will get stronger from here on."

Horace snorted coldly.

...

The white serpent around Sylvus began to glow, and this time, Horace was serious.

Seeing Horace's cold expression, Sylvus smiled faintly.

"Doesn't matter—I'm invincible, do as you like."

...

Under Horace's control, the entire space began to heat up.

The space around Sylvus started to become unstable, as if it would shatter at any moment.

"Three minutes."

Sylvus said calmly, still unaffected.

Horace frowned—he had already used fifty percent of his power.

Even a Divine Lord couldn't withstand that, but Sylvus seemed completely unaffected.

"If that's the case, then I'll have to go all out!"

Horace muttered, and the power of the White Spirit Flames increased again, now at sixty percent.

"Five minutes."

Sylvus was still unscathed.

...

The flames erupted once again, and the white serpent burned brighter.

The surrounding space began to collapse as Horace used seventy percent of his power.

"Six minutes."

"Seven minutes."

"Nine minutes."

Nine minutes later, Horace stood there in a daze.

He had used one hundred percent of his power, and the surrounding space had started to break apart.

"Who is this kid? How is he this monstrous?"

Horace thought, shocked as he looked at Sylvus.

The fully unleashed White Spirit Flames could defeat even a Deity Emperor, but Sylvus was completely unfazed.

"Sorry, but it's been ten minutes."

Sylvus said with a smile.

In the next second, he disappeared, reappearing beside Horace, the flames on his body dissipating.

Seeing Sylvus in front of him, Horace came back to his senses and waved his hand, retracting the White Spirit Flames, though he still found it hard to believe.

He had actually lost, and not just lost—he lost with the White Spirit Flames at full power.

"You... What level are you?"

Horace asked, swallowing hard as he looked at Sylvus.

"Me? A One-Star Lower Deity."

Sylvus replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Horace's face darkened.

"Kid, be honest—don't think you can fool a Deity Emperor that easily."

A One-Star Lower Deity?

Of course, Horace didn't believe it.

How could a mere Lower Deity ant survive for so long in the full power of the White Spirit Flames?

If Sylvus were a Deity Emperor, Horace wouldn't be surprised by his loss.

Even if Sylvus were just a Divine Lord, Horace might be able to accept it.

After all, there are always people with extraordinary means.

Horace thought it highly likely that Sylvus was a Deity Emperor.

Even Horace couldn't see through Sylvus's level.

For Sylvus to claim he was a One-Star Lower Deity was basically mocking Horace, implying he was weaker than an ant.

...

"I really am a One-Star Lower Deity."

Sylvus shook his head helplessly and released his aura.

The power of a One-Star Lower Deity spread throughout the space.