Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 78: Inky Simmons’s Shock

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Inky Simmons’s Shock

"Girl, I wouldn’t call myself shameless, I’m merely following the regulations of the Alchemists Guild."

A smug expression appeared on Inky Simmons’s face.

"You!"

Jovie Lee was infuriated.

"Jovie dear, why get angry with an old man... His heart might not be so good, if you accidentally stress him out, we might end up paying a lot of money."

Wyatt Barnes grabbed Jovie’s hand, gently squeezed her palm to soothe her.

Jovie took a deep breath, looking puzzled at Wyatt.

Wyatt glanced at the stunned Inky Simmons with a sly smile.

Thinking of taking his business?

"Help me register, I want to post a task."

Wyatt looked at the young girl standing next to Inky Simmons.

The girl hesitated, looking at the old man.

"He is now a guest of our Alchemists Guild, once you’ve registered, hand the task over to me."

Inky Simmons nodded to the girl.

However, when he heard Wyatt’s task, the smile on his face froze.

"100,000 USD, craft three Phosphorus Fire Pills."

Phosphorus Fire Pill?

What kind of Pill Medicine was that?

He had never heard of this kind of Pill Medicine.

"Old man, as per the Alchemist Guild’s rules, if an alchemist can craft the required Pill Medicine, they can prepay points to purchase the necessary ingredients, and then the rewards will be deducted accordingly... Am I correct?"

Wyatt cast a deep look at Inky Simmons.

Inky Simmons was choked with resentment.

That was indeed a rule.

Inky Simmons unwillingly handed Wyatt the materials he needed, and arranged a quiet chamber for him.

"Old man, would you mind if I borrow your medicine tripod?"

Wyatt blinked, causing Inky Simmons to wince.

"You can borrow it, but I will charge you 10 points."

Inky Simmons took a deep breath.

This kid, as a alchemist, even needed to borrow someone else’s tripod...

Unprofessional!

"10 points?"

Wyatt frowned, "The task of 100,000 USD, seems to be worth 100 points, right? Also, how many points do I need for these materials you’ve given me?"

"Not much, 30 points."

Seeing Wyatt frowning, Inky Simmons finally couldn’t resist a smile.

"You are quite a rip-off... However, I’ll ensure you won’t regret."

Wyatt grabbed a medicine tripod from Inky Simmons, glanced at him deeply, then walked inside the quiet chamber with Jovie and closed the door.

"Regret? What would I regret?"

Inky Simmons was not concerned at all.

In the quiet chamber.

Wyatt shook the medicine tripod in his hand and nodded, "That old man is devious, but his medicine tripod is indeed quite good, even among Grade One spiritual tools."

Alchemists have specific requirements for medicine tripods.

For instance, Grade Nine alchemists must use Grade Nine spiritual tools or above to ensure the tripod wouldn’t be melted by red flame.

For Grade Eight alchemists, a Grade Eight spiritual tool or above is needed.

And so forth.

The higher the alchemist’s rank, the higher the requirements for the medicine tripod.

"You said you’re going to make that old man regret?"

Jovie looked at Wyatt, full of curiosity.

"You’ll know soon."

Wyatt gave a mysterious smile.

He placed the medicine tripod on the stone platform in the middle of the chamber. Wyatt started a milky-white red flame in his palm, opened the lid of the medicine tripod, and infused it with the red flame. At the same time, he started placing the ingredients one by one into the tripod.

The order and quantity of the ingredients in Alchemy are crucial.

The slightest discrepancy could cause a huge failure!

Then came the control of heat.

Once Wyatt put all the ingredients into the tripod and covered it, he condensed red flame in his palms, projecting it into the two vents of the tripod. The red flame penetrated inside, starting the intensive Alchemy.

A series of movements as smooth as flowing water, as if performed by an experienced alchemist.

Jovie was completely stunned from the side.

"Is he really just sixteen?"

Jovie was shaken. Everything the youth had shown in front of her was not what a sixteen-year-old should have.

She felt the youth had become even more mysterious.

A sense of unpredictability emerged.

An hour later.

Wyatt shook his hands, his red flame surged, and roared into the medicine tripod.

Harvest!

Instantly, three Pill Medicines radiating red halo, shot out from one side of the medicine tripod, and landed in Wyatt’s hand.

"The first time with Alchemy, is not bad... the purity is over ninety percent."

Looking at the three pills in his hand, Wyatt wore a satisfying smile.

Different alchemists, even for the same Pill Medicine, may result in different final products.

The purities were different!

The fewer impurities in the Pill Medicine, the better its efficacy.

If a regular Grade Nine alchemist created a ’Phosphorus Fire Pill’, the purity would not exceed sixty percent.

Just like Kayson Lee, the Grand Elder from the Lee Family’s sub-clan in Clear Wind Town, the purity of the Thunder Fire Pills he made was just over fifty percent, greatly reducing its efficacy.

The Phosphorus Fire Pill was the Pill Medicine Wyatt refined for Jovie’s grandfather.

Given Jovie’s grandfather’s condition, only a Phosphorus Fire Pill with a purity of eighty percent or above could permanently cure his hidden illness.

Therefore, only Wyatt himself could make a pill with such a high purity.

Over ninety percent purity!

Any alchemist would realize how rare that was.

So, when Wyatt handed over the Phosphorus Fire Pill as the task reward my point, Inky Simmons’ expression was exceptionally colorful.

"This..."

Holding a Phosphorus Fire Pill, Inky’s eyes trembled.

Even though he had never heard of the Phosphorus Fire Pill and didn’t know what it was for, at that moment, he could perceive the extraordinary nature of that Pill Medicine with his eighth-grade alchemist’s sensitivity.

He roughly estimated.

The purity level of this Phosphorus Fire Pill is undoubtedly more than ninety percent.

What does that mean?

As an alchemist, he was certainly aware.

Even a Grade One alchemist on the Cloud Skies Continent, if making a Grade Nine Pill, might not be able to refine it to such a degree of purity.

Know this, the difference in the same pill’s potency between sixty and ninety percent purity, is absolutely vast.

The medicinal effect isn’t even on the same level.

"Little guy, how did you do it?"

Inky Simmons looked at Wyatt Barnes excitedly.

"Just randomly crafted it. Accidentally ended up like this... how is it, not bad, right? Oh right, this was my first Alchemy session after breaking through to the Condensed Pill Realm yesterday."

Wyatt Barnes glanced at Inky Simmons and flashed a grin, revealing his bright white teeth.

Broke through to the Condensed Pill Realm yesterday?

First time making a pill?

Upon hearing this, Inky Simmons twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"Stop joking."

Inky Simmons’ eyebrows knotted.

"I’m not joking."

Wyatt Barnes spread his hands open, looking innocent.

"I can vouch for him."

Seeing Inky Simmons looking like this put Jovie Lee in a good mood, a hint of a smile danced on her stunning face, "Yesterday, at the assembly of geniuses hosted by the Sinclair Family residence, many of Aurora City’s young geniuses personally witnessed his breakthrough... and also, he placed first on the latest Hidden Dragon List."

First place on the Hidden Dragon List?

Inky Simmons’ eyes narrowed.

Having lived in Aurora City for several years, he naturally knew about the Hidden Dragon List that ranked the talents of Aurora City’s young prodigies.

Everyone enlisted on the Hidden Dragon List was an extraordinary individual.

"I remember, Remi Sinclair from the Sinclair family was second on the Hidden Dragon List last year, at the age of seventeen. This year, was he actually defeated by this little guy?"

Inky Simmons glanced at Jovie Lee, then back at Wyatt Barnes, a shock starting to register on his face.

"Indeed, Remi Sinclair is still second."

Jovie Lee’s eyes glowed gently and spoke softly.

Inky Simmons drew in a sharp breath.

A Condensed Pill Realm martial artist at sixteen years old was enough to shock him.

A Grade Nine Alchemist at sixteen was even more astonishing.

Yet it seemed like this was only the beginning...

First there’s the pill with more than ninety percent purity.

Then he is first on the Hidden Dragon List.

What kind of monster is this youth in purple?

Even looking at the Crimson Heaven Kingdom, he had never heard of such a ’freak’.

Wyatt Barnes!

Inky Simmons engraved the name that the young man had revealed during registration deep in his heart.

"Okay."

At this moment, the young girl behind the counter handed over Wyatt Barnes’ crystal card.

Balance, 60 bonus points.

"Let’s head back."

Wyatt Barnes snatched back the Phosphorus Fire Pill from Inky Simmons, and signalled Jovie Lee.

Just as Wyatt Barnes and Jovie Lee were about to leave.

"Wait!"

Inky Simmons couldn’t help but open his mouth.

"Is there anything else?"

Wyatt Barnes turned around, a mocking smile looking back at him.

"You previously mentioned that I would regret it beyond measure...what did you mean?"

Inky Simmons asked.

If it was before, he wouldn’t have paid attention to Wyatt Barnes’s words.

But now, having witnessed Wyatt Barnes’s magic, his focus was undivided.

"It’s really not a big deal. I just noticed that you have recently been trying to break through to a Grade Seven Alchemist... However, it seems that you’ve taken a wrong path. With your current foundation, you could have perfectly broken through, what a pity."

Wyatt Barnes lifted an eyebrow and laughed.

Inky Simmons’ face darkened.

Is this not considered significant?

At this moment, he felt like Wyatt Barnes was doing it on purpose.

"Alright, old man, I have things to do. I’m leaving."

Wyatt Barnes waved his hand, preparing to leave.

"Wait!"

Inky Simmons shouted once again, stopping Wyatt Barnes.

"What else?"

Wyatt Barnes frowned, clearly starting to get impatient.

However if you looked closely, you could discern a hint of amusement lingering in the depths of his eyes.

"Do you have a solution?"

Inky Simmons asked, his breath slightly quickening.

"Yes."

Wyatt Barnes answered succinctly.

"What’s your condition?"

Inky Simmons was more straightforward, a pained look on his face. Given Wyatt Barnes’s previous attitude, he knew he was about to suffer a major financial loss.

"I’m not being greedy, just half of the points on your crystal card will suffice."

Wyatt Barnes grinned.

Not greedy?

That was his life’s savings...

Inky Simmons twitched at the corners of his mouth, inwardly cursing ’sly fox’.

"I agree with you."

However, Inky Simmons decisively agreed, his gaze falling over Wyatt Barnes "However, I want to verify your solution first, and then I will give you the points."

"What, you think I’m going to scam you? Well then, forget about it. We owe nothing to each other."

Wyatt Barnes grabbed Jovie Lee’s hand and quickly started to walk away.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Inky Simmons blocked his way.

Other than being a Grade Eight Alchemist, Twelfth Sinclair was also a consummate warrior at the nineth level of Original Pill Realm.

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