Rise of the Alchemy God

Chapter 190: Mass Heart Attack

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Gradually, all the judges understood the reason behind the elder alchemist's urgency, and a similar feeling took root in their own hearts as they contemplated the possibility of losing a material of this caliber.

Who knew when they would see it again, after all, the material, which resembled a mineral, was, in reality, a fruit.

One of the most miraculous and sought after fruits of all time, for it could make a person's fire talent soar to new heights.

Even someone without any affinity for the fire element could develop one and reach an extremely high level comparable to the strongest experts, for instance, the level of fire affinity possessed by the Phoenix Sect Master.

More importantly, if an expert who already had such a high level were to consume it, they would stand a good chance of gaining insight into their element and achieving an even higher level in their mastery of it.

All information the Alchemist Association had on the Heart of Scarlet Essence was thousands of years old.

And only a few of these details had been confirmed as accurate in recent centuries.

Three centuries ago, news emerged that a Heart of Scarlet Essence had been born in the eastern region of the Phoenix Kingdom, a desert area with the unique characteristic of having an active volcano deep within the territory.

The fruit ended up in the hands of a member of a tribe living in that area, and as for the person who consumed it, the current rumor is that he is now the ruler of that region, said to have fire talent comparable to that of the Phoenix Sect Master.

Beyond that, little else was known of him, but the historical records mark this period as a turbulent time, with various powers from across the continent traveling to the desert of the Phoenix Kingdom.

Only a few know what happened once those powers gathered there.

This fruit had many other uses beyond enhancing a person's fire talent, and in that extensive list, alchemy was also included.

Just imagining the number of high-level pills with extraordinary properties that could be created would send any alchemist into a frenzy.

Therefore, seeing such a fruit reappear after so long clearly stirred excitement among all who recognized it.

Just as the judges and the grandmaster were lost in their thoughts, Ethan, who had just finished arranging the materials, wasted no time and began refining.

He used his spiritual Qi and processed the materials at an incredible speed, starting to place them into the cauldron.

To the shock of the judges, the first material he worked on was precisely the Scarlet Essence Heart.

At the sight of the Heart of Scarlet Essence being sliced in half, its contents poured into the cauldron, all the judges and the grandmaster alchemist experienced a collective heart attack.

In that moment, a woman's voice could be heard shouting from one of the VIP rooms of the tournament, but Ethan was already fully immersed in his refining and didn't notice at all.

With adept movements, he skillfully handled the ingredients, and in less than a minute, all five materials had been processed and placed into the cauldron.

As he delved into refining, channeling more and more spiritual Qi into the cauldron to maintain control over the materials and the reactions within, not far from the arena, an elderly man could be seen sitting on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Bastards, why the hell did you stop me, why did you stop me?

That damned brat just destroyed what might be the last Scarlet Essence Heart we'll ever see," he said, beating the ground.

Although the sight of the old man was pitiful, none of the judges intervened to lift him or offer consolation, because they were in a similar state, slightly less extreme but still enough to temporarily lose the desire to continue watching the competition.

Time passed, and all the participants continued refining, focusing hard to avoid distractions despite the growing noise around them.

The audience, which had been waiting for nearly three hours, began to notice the state of the judges, especially the old man still weeping on the ground, whose figure was particularly eye-catching.

"Hey, is it just me, or does that alchemist look unwell?" one person remarked.

"Not just him; the others don't seem well either," another added, pointing toward the other judges, still seated with their heads lowered.

As everyone began wondering what was happening, the old man on the ground, who had been trembling moments earlier, slowly rose, bringing a sigh of relief to those watching.

But just as some tournament staff members were about to approach him to offer assistance, the elderly man lifted his head, still lowered, and looked in a specific direction.

No one paid much attention to where he was looking, as they were more focused on the fierce expression he wore.

The weeping old man now had a scowling expression, his eyes blazing as he stared at Ethan's station.

"Little brat, just let me get a hold of you and…" he muttered, along with other threats like cooking Ethan inside his own cauldron.

The other judges, also recovering from the shock of what they had witnessed earlier, noticed the old alchemist, seemingly ready to lunge at Ethan.

Before any of them could approach him to calm him down, he was already gone from his spot. Stay connected with mvl

"Oh no."

The others thought collectively as they jumped to their feet, knowing it was already too late.

The next moment, the old man vanished from his position, and the sound of flesh colliding with something hard echoed.

Before anyone could even grasp what had just happened, the figure of an elderly man with one side of his face swollen could be seen rocketing skyward from the coliseum at high speed, disappearing within seconds.

All eyes turned toward the spot where the sound had originated, and there they saw a masked young man who stopped to wipe his hand for a second before muttering something as he resumed refining.

"Tch, since when have flies gotten this big?"

The audience: "..."

The judges: "..."

Bai Yu: "..."