Alchemy Master

Chapter 775, Unwavering Determination

Translator: Silavin

At the fourth wordless stele.

“Yao Yue, tell me, who do you think will ultimately obtain the inheritance?”

Gu Feitian glanced at Yao Yue, who sat cross-legged nearby in meditation, and posed the question.

Perhaps both possessed the capability to shatter this fourth wordless stele. Yet precisely because neither wished to expose their trump cards before the other, both remained inactive.

“Li Yuanba.” Without opening his eyes, Yao Yue uttered a single name.

Having reached this point, they naturally understood this particular trial bore no relation to individual combat prowess. Among all participants, Li Yuanba possessed the strongest Physique. This was undisputable. Therefore, in his mind, if anyone could obtain the inheritance, it would be Li Yuanba.

“Hehe.” Gu Feitian chuckled softly, a sharp gleam flashing through his eyes. “I don’t believe the one who ultimately obtains the inheritance will be him.”

“Oh?” Yao Yue opened his eyes, turning his gaze toward him.

“As long as you and I join forces, the inheritance will naturally belong to us!” Gu Feitian met his gaze directly. Though they exchanged no further words, they seemed to have reached some unspoken consensus.

They had heard stories about the previous two inheritances.

Precisely because of that knowledge, they placed such tremendous importance on this newly appeared inheritance.

Golden Sea Lightning Concentrate.

How exceedingly rare was it? Yet, there was a river filled with it, reaching ten thousand metres in height.

Likewise, there was a considerable pressure once they entered this inheritance site, they were almost certainly this must have belonged to a Saint-level figure!

A Saint!

What manner of existence was that? If they could obtain a Saint’s inheritance, they would soar to unprecedented heights.

…

At the seventh wordless stele.

“What the Hell!? When will this end!?” Gazing at the wordless stele before him, Li Yuanba felt a massive headache.

Condensing seven stacks of force was already approaching his absolute limit. As for condensing eight stacks… even he dared not attempt it lightly.

Of course, this was not the primary issue. Who knew how many more wordless steles still awaited beyond this one!?

“Forget it. I’m resting here.” Li Yuanba decided against continuing.

Not because he could not proceed, but because he simply didn’t care that much about the inheritance. He merely wanted to challenge his own limits, to elevate his Momentum!

For him, no Cultivation Technique, no Martial Arts Secret Technique compared to the comfortable familiarity of his Overlord Hammer.

“Hehe.” Qin Yichen did not attempt to persuade him.

He understood clearly that nothing suited Li Yuanba better than the Overlord Hammer. Moreover, the Overlord Hammer itself was a Saint Grade Martial Arts Cultivation Technique Li Yuanba had personally created!

The Demon Subduing Great Saint’s inheritance might not suit him at all.

“I’ll continue.” Qin Yichen’s situation differed though.

What Qin Yichen currently lacked was precisely Martial Arts Techniques!

The Demon Subduing Great Saint’s reputation had resonated throughout an entire era. His inheritance was far from ordinary. Beyond the inheritance itself, Qin Yichen wanted to understand something else.

What exactly was sealed beneath this place? Was whatever that got sealed here connected to the Fallen God Abyss?

In his previous life, Qin Yichen had never concerned himself with such matters. However, in this life, because of too many of such odd connections, he had to understand them.

After recovering sufficiently, Qin Yichen approached the wordless stele.

This was already the eighth wordless stele!

Meaning he had to condense eight stacks of force to shatter the stele before him.

Before beginning, he placed several Pills in his mouth without swallowing them.

*Boom boom boom…* Subsequently, thunderous reverberations transmitted from within his body, continuing until the sixth wave before slowing.

*Boom!* With the seventh reverberation, the muscles on Qin Yichen’s arms ruptured, both arms swelling nearly twice their normal size. Crisscrossing fissures appeared across them in a truly horrifying sight.

“Hey, if you can’t handle it, don’t force yourself!” Seeing his terrible condition, Li Yuanba called out in worry.

Qin Yichen had lost the capacity for speech. Veins bulged prominently across his forehead, as though ready to explode the next second. Throughout his body, waves of tearing agony assaulted him, yet he merely clenched his teeth, enduring in absolute silence.

With a mental command, the Myriad Dao Divine Armour army guards appeared. Immediately, his entire being radiated a terrifying murderous aura.

Under the enhancement of the Myriad Dao Divine Armour arm guards, the wounds across his arms were forcibly compressed together. Though blood still flowed, the sight appeared less ghastly than moments before.

“You are really prepared to stake your life for this?” Though worried, Li Yuanba refrained from stopping him.

“Eighth stack!” From deep within Qin Yichen’s throat emerged a roar. Simultaneously, he crushed the Pills in his mouth. Subsequently, a sound like muffled thunder once again propagated from within his body.

*Bang bang bang…* As the eight stacks of force condensed, his body began exploding, blood spraying forth. In severe areas, white bone became visible.

Then he raised his blood-soaked fist, seemingly ready to explode at any moment, and struck the wordless stele.

*Boom!* A tremendous force, carrying fragments of his flesh and blood, erupted violently against the wordless stele. Immediately, the stele began crumbling.

“What a monster!” Watching Qin Yichen disappear, Li Yuanba muttered to himself.

He genuinely had not expected Qin Yichen to be even more willing to stake his life than himself.

The scene moments ago had left him trembling with fear, terrified Qin Yichen might suddenly explode. Yet unexpectedly, Qin Yichen had succeeded!

Though Qin Yichen had borrowed some external assistance, he has still made it through!

…

Gazing at the wordless stele before him, Qin Yichen felt desperate.

This was the ninth wordless stele!

He understood why Li Yuanba had stopped there. But, he still had not expected the Demon Subduing Great Saint’s trial would prove so severe.

[No wonder in my previous life, no one had obtained his inheritance.] Looking at his nearly shattered body, a bitter smile touched Qin Yichen’s lips.

The arm he had used to strike had completely split open the moment he had unleashed the eight stacks of force against the stele. Without the arm guard’s support, likely half the flesh and blood would have exploded away.

Even so, every meridian within that entire arm had completely ruptured. The bones had fractured into several sections. Currently, his arms provided him absolutely no sensation.

In that case, how was this any different from having his arms blown off?

“Luckily I have obtained several medicines in the Fallen God Abyss that can help strengthen bones and regenerate my tendons. Otherwise, I would really be crippled…”

Qin Yichen retrieved one piece of medicine, placed it in his small Pill Furnace, and using his other arm, which could still move somewhat, he began refining Pills.

Fortunately, Alchemy was practically effortless for him. Though his arm was injured, not being able to use them did not hinder him much.

*Bang!*

Approximately fifteen minutes later, a Pill emanating rich medicinal fragrance flew from the Small Pill Furnace, landing directly in Qin Yichen’s mouth.

After consuming the Pill, Qin Yichen began concentrating entirely on recovery.

This was a medicine aged over ten thousand years. It was superior even to Medicine Kings.

As the medicinal efficacy dispersed through his body, his injuries began slowly healing.