Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

The 5 sect masters and family heads only understood then that they belonged to the ones that needed to leave as well. They were dumbstruck at first, wondering what sort of joke this was.

However, when they realized that the man wasn’t joking, their faces changed for the worse.

“Fellow Daoist, I do not know what you think gives you the authority to order us around,” the Pang family head said. “But whatever you think it is, you are sorely mistaken that we will leave just because you say so.”

“Guild master Blackfrost, who is this person that knows no respect?” the female sect master demanded.

Blackfrost sighed. “Can you not cause any trouble here, brother Silvermist? We’re only just coming to talk with young Dawnblade. Can we not wait?”

“I don’t want to wait,” Silvermist said. “I’ve waited for long enough.”

He turned to the rest. “Leave now while I’ve told you to do so with just my words. Next time it will be by force.”

Those words were enough to cause enough animosity for the 5 against Silvermist that they were ready to kill him right there. The male sect master stood and started angrily pointing at the man.

“How dare you say that to us? Do you know who we are?” the man asked. “We are the ones at the top of this city. If you want anything to do with this city in the future, you will regret the words that came out of your mouth today.”

“Why should I care about your filthy city?” Silvermist asked as if purposefully going out of his way to buy premium fuel to pour into the fire.

These words were not ones that could be left alone. The 5 stood at once, even ready to attack, when Grimsight moved in between them and stood before Silvermist with his body hunched and his hands behind his back.

The 5 stopped immediately as they stared at the man before them and the look of him made them feel uneasy.

Sivlermist, by all of their understanding, was not very strong at all. At best, he was in the later realm of the Divine Creation realm. The 5 of them could easily take him on should they choose to.

However, the short and bald man with a single eye gave no aura for them to sense at all, as though he had no Qi inside of him. And for some reason, that made them stop.

“I would like to apologize on behalf of my friend here. He likes to talk big just because he can,” Grimsight said. “If you won’t mind, please forget about it and be on your way.”

The words the man spoke were much kinder than what Silvermist said, but the essence was the same.

And yet, Alex couldn’t help but be surprised when the five of them slowly let go of their animosity and moved away from the couch.

“Let us talk some other day, Alchemist Dawnblade.”

“Please visit our sect when you have the time.”

“We would be happy to host you if you chose to visit our family.”

The words they left behind were sudden but sincere. Alex simply nodded to each one and they left the store.

Blackfrost sighed outwardly. “Why do you always do this, brother Silver? You’re gonna get yourself killed one day,” he said. “Killed?” the man chuckled. “Not when I have brother Grim around.”

Grimsight gave an annoyed look. “One of these days I’m going to let the others hit you just so you understand that your actions have consequences.”

Silvermist gave the largest grin. “But you won’t.”

Grimsight grunted in frustration, the most frustrating part of which was that he was correct. He sat on the couch, his one eye moving to look at Alex.

“Come on, young man. Sit.” Silvermist said and sat on the couch himself.

Alex pulled one of the chairs and sat on it opposite the tall man. He stared at him, wondering what he had witnessed just now. He also saw Grimsight, feeling instinctual dread when he saw him.

That dread made him remember what Blackfrost had said that day just a week ago when he had last seen these two.

‘Most would do well to trust their instincts,’ Blackfrost had said. ‘Just how strong is this man?’ Alex wondered. He couldn’t sense any Qi, which he would’ve used to heal his wounded eye and scars all around. So, was he truly just a strong body cultivator?

“You’ve shocked me quite a bit, young Dawnblade,” Silvermist said. “I never thought of you as that well of an Alchemist all the times I saw you.”

“That… was my intention, senior,” Alex said. “I was trying to keep myself hidden.”

“Is there a reason?” Silvermist asked.

“No more than why a mortal would hide his wealth, I suppose,” Alex said. “For fear of attracting those that don’t have good intentions toward me.”

“But you decided to reveal it now,” the man said. “Is there a reason?”

Alex shrugged. “I just believed I had hid enough, and that I needed to do something for the sake of my store that was going to get shut down if I didn’t do anything. There was a lot on the line.”

“Hid enough, huh?” Silvermist asked. “Are you sure you aren’t still hiding some more?”

“Of course not,” Alex said. “What could I be hiding at all?”

Silvermist turned toward Grimsight. “He’s good, isn’t he? I bet he had all those answers planned from the start,” Silvermist said.

Alex felt weird listening to the man. He also began getting a suspicious feeling that he was saying something wrong all throughout here. The man turned back around and looked at Alex. “Where were you exactly 15 years ago?” he asked.

“15 years ago?” Alex asked, quickly going through his mind to search for the answer. “I was a disciple at another sect at that time. It was a demonic sect—”

“By the name of Poison Fighters sect?” the man asked, wasting no time.

Alex slowly nodded, not understanding how the man knew. Why did he know that name? Why did he care? Was he someone who hunted demonic cultivators? Should he tell them that he’s not?”

Silvermist’s eyes widened, glee clear in them. “I knew it!” he shouted. “I goddamn told you he was in that sect, didn’t I?”

“Calm down, brother Silver. You only just realized it yourself an hour ago,” Blackfrost said with a sigh.

“What… is going on?” Alex asked, now thoroughly confused.

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Blackfrost was about to speak but shook his head. “I’ll let him explain.”

“Thank you,” Silvermist said and began explaining. “14 years ago, we were in the guild as usual, trying to search for that which we were worried we would never find in this continent. And that was when we sensed the lightning.”

“We left the guild promptly and made our way all the way to the east where we arrived at the Poison Fighters sect, which was already being raided by the Blue Silk sect. We had been just too late and realized we missed our chance to find the one who called on the lightning.”

“We’ve been searching for the one all this time and were ready to give up, but you finally decided to come out of hiding just in time,” Silvermist said.

“Tell us, you were the one who called the Pill Clouds back then, weren’t you?”