Rank 3 Alchemy Novels & Stories

Level – 67/100 Experience - 2nd Rank [SP] – 4650 [HP] – 81% Weapon Mastery - 1st rank lancer Alchemy - 3rd rank recruit alchemist “You're an excellent combatant, but you need to work on your alchemy, alright? I believe you should also balance your workouts. After all, fighting the Trerth will necessitate alchemy. Luciana Vonner is up next.” Level – 73/100 Experience - 1st Rank

“What the hell just happened? That was Nyra? She came back?” Kade gripped my shoulder tightly, voice steady but urgent. “You saved me. You saw the poison before anyone else. Are you hurt?” I tried to speak, but the words would not come. My body felt heavy, drained from the immense power that had flowed through me. The kings surrounded me protectively as the council members continued shouting. One elder cried out, “That was forbidden alchemy! She returned disguised! The boy saw through it!” Another voice rose in panic. “He burned her soul out! Did you hear him speak? He sounded like the old gods!”

Occasionally, when he was short on money, he could refine some pills to sell. In "Wild Valley World," the levels of all secondary occupations were divided into nine ranks, with one being the lowest and nine being the highest. A ninth-rank alchemist was also known as a Grand Master. Elder Qi was a Grand Master-level alchemist. Having the chance to observe and learn, Sebastian felt this opportunity was once in a lifetime. He placed the Resurrection Yin Grass he obtained on the medicinal plot but didn't leave. "You can watch from the side, but don't make any noise."

enunciated Fane. “Alchemist?” The other party was surprised and quickly said, “No wonder… That explains how your fighting prowess increased so quickly. It looks like you’re not only an alchemist, but you must be at least a third-grade elementary alchemist, no? Such pills are extremely suitable to be used by people in the ultimate god level. That’s really rare—so rare!” “What if I told you that I’m a third-grade premium alchemist instead of a third-grade elementary alchemist?” Fane’s voice was once again heard.

Serafine said doubtfully at Aunt Rosa’s words. “Exactly. He is an Alpha, more reason why you need to be all around him. He has numerous ladies around him, different shapes, sizes, you can name it. But with you close to him, he would see and want no one but you” Aunt Rosa replied and Serafine could not deny that she was right. Alcide was surrounded by different women from his workers to some of the rulers of the pack and he could have anyone he wants with just a word.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

Then one of the envoy members beside him steps forward carefully. “Alpha Leon,” the man says quietly, almost cautiously. “Perhaps this should be handled with more restraint.” My breath catches. Alpha. No. No way. The ballroom erupts into whispers almost instantly. “Alpha Leon Valcrest?” “One of the Tribunal Alphas?” “Oh my god…” “The Black Hollow Alpha…” Fear spreads through the room so quickly I can almost feel it physically. Alpha Leon Valcrest. One of the three ruling Alphas of the Alpha Tribunal. And supposedly the most feared among them.

Vera's voice echoed across the ceremonial grounds, carrying to every wolf assembled. "Miranda is PURE." The words hung in the night air. "No dark magic," Vera continued, her voice ringing with absolute certainty. "No corruption. No manipulation. The mate bonds she carries are genuine gifts from the Moon Goddess herself." Vera turned slowly, addressing the entire pack. "Three bonds. Three Alphas. One Luna. The Triad is blessed and TRUE." Stunned silence fell over the clearing.

Didn’t want to escalate anything. He’s everything I despise. Everything I’m not and can never be. He’s a beta — the second-in-command in every werewolf hierarchy. A role of strength, action, and pride. And me? My fate… Is something I dare not even speak of. Something I even hide from my own family. "Don’t start, Luca. I’m not in the mood,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Not for him. Not for Rebecca. Not for the heartbreak they both seem determined to drag me through tonight.

Alchemists are classified as [Alchemy Beginner], [Expert Alchemist], [Master Alchemist], [Grand Alchemist], and [Saint-grade Alchemist]. After a while of walking, Long Chen and Li'er arrived at a grand and elegant pavilion with a sign that read "Alchemist Association". This is where alchemists register. In this city, the strongest alchemist is only a low-grade [Grand Alchemist], which is already very impressive. In this world, Saint-grade Alchemists can be counted on one's fingers. It is also said that the Alchemist Association has a [Divine Rank Alchemist]. Long Chen and Li'er entered the pavilion. Long Chen approached the registration hall and said.