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Chapter 3

Author: Silk & Feathers
I pointed at the door as I looked at them icily. “Get out.”

They wanted to say more, but Zephyr’s voice sounded from outside just then.

“Guys, it’s time for practice. We’re going to be late!”

Hearing that, they no longer bothered me and hurried out of the room.

I stood alone in the empty courtyard and watched them leave.

I sneered inwardly as I returned to my room and entered the Arch-Alchemist Dimension again.

The Enneaphyllon in the herb field had already grown three leaves.

I took an ancient pill formula called the Myriad-Poison Immunity Pill from the attic.

Once a person takes it, they would be immune to all poisons for two days.

In the past, I lost the strength to fight back only because I had been drugged with Zephyr’s crippling draught. This time, I would not make the same mistake again.

Three days later, I successfully refined three Myriad-Poison Immunity Pills.

I tucked the pills close to me.

‘Zephyr, I want to see what other tricks you can pull this time,’ I thought.

The day of the Arch-Alchemist’s election drew closer.

One day, Zephyr proposed to Caspian that they hold a pill-crafting tournament. On the surface, it was meant to motivate the students to improve. In truth, he wanted to use the opportunity to crush me.

Caspian was in solitary retreat, so Melissa agreed on his behalf.

On the day of the tournament, the training grounds were packed with people.

Zephyr was the first to take the stage. Before the cauldron, he handled the ingredients with practiced skill. In just an hour, he produced a batch of top-grade Quintessence Pills.

The scent of pills filled the air, and everyone praised it.

“Zephyr’s really amazing!”

“Meanwhile, Carlton can’t do anything but blow up cauldrons. They aren’t even in the same league!”

I stood among the crowd, listening to the discussions around me.

When Zephyr was done, he scanned his surroundings. His gaze landed on me.

He smiled smugly and announced loudly, “Carlton, you’re a student of Crucible. Surely you can manage to craft a single pill? Why don’t you show everyone your signature cauldron-blowing trick?”

The crowd burst into laughter.

I slowly stepped out from the crowd and smiled faintly. Instead of walking toward the cauldron, I walked over to a withered herb.

“You’ve got a point. As a student of Crucible, I really should show what I can do. But my skills don’t come from crafting a pill with a cauldron.”

I extended my hand and drew a thread of pure wood energy from the Arch-Alchemist Dimension. It coiled around my fingertip and condensed into a crystal-clear dewdrop.

I let the dewdrop fall onto the withered herb. The very next second, the herb sprang back to life before everyone’s eyes, and a colorful flower bloomed at its tip.

The venue fell silent.

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at the herb.

“I-Isn’t that the lost Art of Verdant Revival?!”

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