Alchemy Golden Novels & Stories

Chapter 170: The Golden Fuel The vial of quintessence felt impossibly heavy in Natalia’s palm. The thick, viscous gold fluid inside surged against the glass, pulsing with a raw, alchemical heat that instantly warmed her frozen fingers. It was the stolen lifeblood of Oakhaven’s mountains, the concentrated energy Malakor had used to forge an empire from the blood of slaves.

She deliberately touched the necklace lovingly with her fingers, showing it off clearly right directly in front of my face. "Do you like my necklace, Alessandra?" Chloe asked mockingly and sweetly, tilting her head sideways arrogantly, enjoying every single second of what she believed was my pain and defeat. "Lucas gave it to me yesterday… he told me he bought it years ago, but he never really liked seeing it on someone else. He said it looks perfect, much better, and much more beautiful on me than it ever looked on anyone else… don't you agree?"

Although there were not many of them, it would still benefit a lot if it was swallowed by him. Although he spent 300 million taels of gold, Zephyr Khan felt that it was worth it. Real dragons and other kinds of divine dragons were rare in the Ethereal Land, and this divine dragon had become an ancient legend. Zephyr Khan would buy it without hesitation, let alone 300 million. While Zephyr Khan was still observing the python, the auction continued in the square. Finally, when Zephyr Khan finished observing and placing the Silver Horn Golden Tattooed Python in his Storage Ring, the auction outside finally came to an end.

that had failed the "Market Test." The Merchant-Beast stood on a platform of frozen code, holding Kaelen’s white-glass cage over the mercury. The "Genesis Gold" marrow of the boy was bleeding out into the air, creating a violet-gold fog that the beast was "Harvesting" into a series of small, mercury-vials.

“Torr Cauldron?” At once, Xitlaly exclaimed, “It’s the legendary alchemy treasure in the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds. It’s made out of weapons left behind from the previous era. It can refine elixirs at the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation.” “Does it have such a background? We’re rich!” James smiled meaningfully. Suspiciously, Truett asked, “James, where did you get it?”

"The mountain is pouring its treasure into my ditch, Alpha. If my men start shoveling that silver into the storage vaults, are your wolves going to start biting?" "The silver belongs to the floor " Damon said, his golden eyes shifting from Cole to the child on the box. "You can't trade it, soldier and you can't strike it into coins for your kings. If you take it out of the line the core will drop again and by the time the violet ink comes up from the deep vents there won't be an Aurelian heir left to hold the wire." Elara stepped forward with her left hand gripping the rail to steady her swaying frame. The oil-soaked rags on her arm were beginning to steam, a thin white vapor of ozone rising

He had been hoping to reach the seventh point before the Clan's Gathering, but in the end, he only reached it in the middle of the battle and managed to win thanks to that extra point of Agility. Blackor didn't want to accept that he lost the battle, but he couldn't go against the elders of the clan, so he could only go back in silence. A lot of clan members congratulated Golden, including Ange, who was very happy for his victory. However, Golden wasn't interested in that while he went to check the newly acquired Elemental Affinity in the Innate Talent Menu, he completed the second sub-quest when he obtained the seventh Agility point. [Light Elemental Affinity: Perfect grade. The best affini

“What does my wife get to do with this? Reverse the damn poison now!” “Please…” Was it just me or did Kian DaSilver just use the word please? Given by the brief silence and amused laugh from Ryker, I guess I wasn't the only one shocked. “I'm sorry, what was that?” “Where's the antidote? Tell me got it!” Kian scrambled around the room, throwing things on the ground then froze in his tracks when Ryker slowly raised up a small greenish bottle with a chuckle. “You mean this?” “Ryker…” Kian said, his voice careful and low. “Hand that over.”

“Believe it or not, the so-called superpowers of the world are superpowers because of us. And the incredible thing is, they don’t even care who we are, what we are and what we do. They are all just after their power. That’s all. So, we used this to our advantage and we waited, and we waited, and we waited. We kept producing goods and making profit in the black market. We waited seven years for our chance. This Golden Leaf is the chance we have been waiting for. A few days ago our scientists made a discovery that this particular Golden Leaf has a special chemical that allows us to reproduce, replicate and mould it into whatever we want. My scientists told me that within just ten days, we coul

It was late August, the light turning golden and emphatic. Does what bother me? The — disparity. The obvious disparity. You mean that you’re rich and I’m not. I mean that your entire workshop probably costs less than my car. Your car gets thirty-one miles to the gallon, he said. Mine gets nineteen. So in some metrics, you’re ahead. Daniel.