Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 1971

Chapter 1971: Chapter 1971: Alchemist Association_1 Chapter 1971: Chapter 1971: Alchemist Association_1 Ethan Smith was filled with curiosity about this ninth-rank alchemist. At present, the only person he could ask was Master Nebula.

He made his way to Master Nebula's residence cautiously and knocked on the door.

Soon, a voice from inside said, “Come in.”

Ethan pushed the door open and quickly walked in.

At this moment, Master Nebula was pacing in front of a medicine cabinet, seemingly looking for something.

He expressed no curiosity at Ethan's arrival, and didn't even glance at him.

Ethan didn't dare to speak and simply waited quietly.

A few minutes later, Master Nebula took an herb from the cabinet and muttered, “Finally found you.”

He put the herb away, then looked at Ethan and smiled faintly, “I knew you would come to me.”

Ethan asked eagerly, “Master Nebula, I have some questions for you.”

“Don't be in a hurry. I have some questions for you as well,” said Master Nebula.

“In front of everyone a few days ago, you might have had something difficult to say, but now you should tell me what rank of an alchemist you are,” said Master Nebula lightly.

Ethan was silent for a moment before saying, “What I said a few days ago was all true. I don't know what rank of alchemist I am, and I don't even know where the ranking comes from.”

Master Nebula's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Ethan, seemingly feeling that Ethan wasn't lying.

“You should have a spiritual fire, right?” asked Master Nebula.

Ethan nodded. Turning his palm over, a ball of purple flame suddenly jumped up in his palm. However, the flame's movement was extremely unstable, indicating poor control.

A hint of surprise flashed across Master Nebula's face, and he whispered, “Purple Spirit Fire, but the control is so poor… it shouldn't be like this…”

Ethan quickly explained, “The battle with Michael Wilson not long ago left me heavily injured, so my control of the flame has become extremely unstable.”

“I see,” said Master Nebula, understanding, “You have Purple Spirit Fire, the Alchemist Association will surely give you a rank.”

“Alchemist Association…” Ethan muttered the name.

It was the second time he had heard of this organization. The Pavilion Master was a part of the Alchemist Association.

Her talent was incredibly high, and her strength was terrifying. She must have a very high status in the Alchemist Association.

“Master Nebula, what are the requirements to join the Alchemist Association?” asked Ethan.

Master Nebula waved his hand, “With your Purple Spirit Fire, you don't need any requirements to become a first-rank alchemist.”

“What if I want to meet a ninth-rank alchemist?” asked Ethan tentatively.

Upon hearing this, Master Nebula couldn't help but laugh, “Ninth-rank? Do you know how many ninth-rank alchemists there are in the Holy Region?”

Ethan shook his head, indicating he didn't know.

Master Nebula held up his fingers and said, “Only three! Three ninth-rank alchemists! Their rarity is comparable to Tribulation Stage Great Cultivators!”

Ethan gasped, his face showing a hint of worry.

To think that in this era, it might be impossible to even find a single Tribulation Stage Great Cultivator, and yet ninth-rank alchemists were on par with them, which demonstrated their terrifying degree!

“So to say, the ninth-rank alchemist is the highest-rank,” said Ethan in a low voice.

Master Nebula shook his head slightly, “No, the most top-notch rank is the tenth.”

“There are tenth-grade alchemists?” asked Ethan, rapidly standing up.

Master Nebula snorted softly, “The prerequisite for becoming a tenth-grade alchemist is to step into the Tribulation Transcending Realm. There isn't a single one in the whole Holy Region!”

Ethan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This requirement was rather harsh!

“So I won't be able to meet a ninth-rank alchemist,” said Ethan softly.

Master Nebula shook his head, “No, you can't even meet a seventh-rank alchemist. If it weren't for the Prince of Holmes, you wouldn't even be able to see me.”

“Do alchemists have such a high status?” asked Ethan, puzzled.

“Of course, the effects of top-notch pills can be said to be extremely efficient, and some even require pills to assist them in breakthroughs,” said Master Nebula.

Subsequently, Master Nebula looked at Ethan's palm and said, “Speaking of which, you should go to the Alchemist Association for further study.”

Ethan had this idea as well, but there was simply no time for it now.

The Day of Heaven's Mandate could come at any time, and Ethan had to focus all his attention on cultivation and improving his strength, at least catching up with Michael Wilson.

“If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely go,” said Ethan.

Master Nebula shook his head, “You still don't know what being an alchemist means. It's a pass to the entire Holy Region. So many people want to get in, but you keep pushing it off.”

“I can't help it,” Ethan smiled bitterly, “I really don't have time right now.”

However, Ethan seemed to have found another path.

If things didn't work out, going to the Alchemist Association could be a good choice.

“By the way, Master Nebula, can I ask you to refine pills for me?” asked Ethan tentatively.

Master Nebula laughed heartily, “You're really dreaming. My pill refining fees are extremely high, and I won't do it easily. Plus, you'll need to provide all the herbs yourself.”

Ethan thought for a moment, and that did make sense.

But if he had enough materials, Ethan wouldn't need Master Nebula's help.

When he returned to his residence, Ethan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He looked at Daphne Green's room and whispered, “I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you now.”

Ethan did not sleep that night. His cultivation seemed to have encountered a bottleneck, and no matter what he did, he could not make progress. Even the sensitivity to capturing qi was no longer as heightened as before.

With no one to guide him, Ethan could only flit around like a headless fly.

The higher the cultivation, the more difficult it becomes. Simply absorbing the qi of the Holy Region was clearly no longer a good choice.

“Master Nebula did remind me,” thought Ethan.

If pills were necessary during cultivation, perhaps alchemy would be the best choice at the moment.

That night, Ethan searched his mind for several formulas and planned to try his luck in a few days.

“I have dragon blood and dragon meat in my hand. With just a few ordinary herbs, I can refine pills with decent quality,” Ethan thought to himself.

The next day, Ethan was just about to go to the medicine market to try his luck when the attendant of the Prince of Holmes appeared at the entrance.

He bowed slightly to Ethan and said, “Mr. Smith, the Prince invites you to the Great Hall for a chat.”

“The Prince invited me?” Ethan frowned and asked, “My friend, does the Prince need something from me?”

The attendant whispered, “The people from the Wilson family have arrived.”