Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

The phenomenon that appeared with the Seven-Colored Angel Rose’s blooming was a large aura of a multitude of elements within it, accompanied by a mist-like spray of myriad colors into the air that smelled wonderful.

Alex waited just long enough to be certain that the flower had truly bloomed before immediately grabbing it and plucking it off the plant. He had only just placed the flower into a box he had prepared and put that box into his storage bag when people came to the place from all around.

They noticed the lack of flowers and immediately began letting out words of disappointment. No one came after Alex, demanding for the flower, however. The rules mentioned how strongly they were all against fighting within the Whole Rose Garden, and they did not want to get in trouble with the Falling Rose Guild.

Alex walked away from the place with the flower, making his way to the other plants briefly before leaving the garden. He immediately returned to his place where he dared open the box to look at the flower inside.

The Seven-Colored Angel Rose was named as such for obvious reasons. It was a flower with 7 different colors of petals. The seven colors were the color of the rainbow, except there was no violet, and instead there was another color which was cyan.

Alex looked at the center of the flower from where thick stamens hung out, about a finger’s length long. Looking at the flower, it looked like a mix between a rose and a bellflower.

Alex picked the stamen off the center of the flower, quickly measuring how much he had gotten. He needed 15 grams in total and had close to 4 grams already. Hopefully, there was more.

He weighed the stamens as soon as he could and was excited to learn that he had gotten over 2 grams from a single flower. Together, he had just lightly over 6 grams of the rose’s stamens. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Now, he needed just 9 grams more. If all flowers held the same amount, then he only needed 5 more flowers at best. And thanks to the confirmation he received of his hunch on when today’s flower was going to bloom, he now more or less knew when the rest of them were going to bloom as well.

Within the next year, he would be done with it all.

Alex began preparing for that as he slowly fell back into his routine once again.

2 months later, he got the next flower. A month after that, he got another one. Just 2 weeks after that, he got the next one. He couldn’t get the fourth one. Because he had gotten the first four flowers, people recognized him enough to know that if they remained by him next to the plant, the flower would bloom in the next two days.

As a result, someone had managed to grab the flower this time around. Alex had tried to get it, but the woman who got it had been stronger and faster than him. He had no chance.

But he got the one after that just 2 months later. Since people knew him staying by the plant meant it was going to bloom, he instead took Pearl with him and set him to the flower that was going to bloom, while he himself sat in front of another one. People crowded around him, only to find out that the flower bloomed elsewhere. Some people believed he had guessed wrong at that point, while others believed he had tricked them. They wouldn’t give up just because he failed once.

Then, a few months after that, he got the last rose.

This plant was the first plant Alex had missed, the one he had now waited exactly a year for. Based on the time he tracked with his Voidsand Hourglass and the amount of energy, he could tell when the rose was going to bloom right by the minute. He merely passed by the plant when the time was right and took it as it bloomed. No one even had a chance to worry whether he was tricking them this time or not. It was all over before it even started.

“You got it again?” a man’s voice from behind, exasperated more than anything. “How do you keep getting here before any of us every time?”

Alex turned around. At first, he believed the man behind him to be angry, wanting to scare Alex into giving him the flower. But looking at his face, he was more frustrated to see that he had come before anyone else in each of the flowers for the past year.

Alex smiled. “Don’t worry, this is the last one I’m here for. I won’t need to come ever again.”

The man supposed it was good. “How are you even so precise? Can you really tell when they will grow?” he asked.

“More or less,” Alex said. “I can tell you with about 2 days’ margin of error that the next one is going to bloom in exactly 57 days from now. It’s the one over there, next to the bush of overgrown Firemoss Roses.”

The man’s eyes widened slightly. “Are you serious?” he asked. “57 days, precisely?”

“More or less. Come a day prior and sit there, and you won’t miss it,” he said.

The man was happy to hear that, but after seeing that there were people beside him who had heard the same thing as well, he became frustrated once again.

Alex simply said his farewell to the group and made his way out of the garden. People tried to follow him, asking him to teach, but there was nothing for him to teach.

They needed to count the precise amount of energy and the time when a flower bloomed. Once they tracked that, they would know. The data itself of when and how much was not something Alex could give them. They would have to find out on their own.

Now that he was done, he made his way to the Mistspawn mountain to meet Rosemist and give her the news that he was done with the roses, so most likely, he was going to have to leave this place very soon.