Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 233
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An hour later, he managed to concoct some rare pills which helps one to increase their Body Tempering Cultivation.
The three judges graded him and said a few words of praise before awarding him the necessary items.
He was given a bronze token plate which read [Peak-Level Earth Grade Alchemist] and on the back, it read, [Thousand Pills Association]. He bound it with his blood and when the blood connection was removed, he learned that the words would automatically disintegrate.
He was also provided a black alchemist robe which had four stars embroidered at the location of the chest. The color was free for the pick so he chose black.
He then heaved a sigh of relief since they didn't seem to mind about his masked appearance.
Since Davis wore a mask, the judges were unable to identify him as a kid who was merely 15 years old.
Otherwise, it would've been easy to imagine what kind of chaos would've ensured following the leak of his young identity.
A near 16-year-old with an Adult Soul Stage Soul Forging Cultivation? The Elders of this place would scram towards him to take him as a disciple.
Still, Davis didn't leave instantly but choose to go towards the trading section.
More than weapons, pills were in demand most of the time, so the Thousand Pills Association offered him to buy those pills at market price.
Davis agreed and sold them. He had concocted eight pills in that single batch, so he sold six of them for an amount of 480 Low-Level Spirit Stones.
The ingredients he bought using no more than 8 Low-Level Spirit Stones, gave him a lucrative profit of 472 Low-Level Spirit Stones through pill concocting as an alchemist.
With this, Davis was even more attracted to the path of pill concocting as his Soul Forging Cultivation would tend to get stronger in the future than his other two cultivation systems.
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He felt that he had become rich overnight but his excitement was rather short-lived as he knew better than that.
He kept his excited emotions aside and left the Thousand Pills Association, returning to the Inn.
It was almost midnight, and there were fewer and fewer people walking around the streets.
Davis knew that this capital has imposed curfew at midnight, so no one would be able to roam the streets until dawn.
Those who didn't want to stay in an inn or couldn't should leave the capital while those who are in the possession of a property will swiftly return to their homes before midnight.
Of course, as always, this doesn't apply to powerful people who are of the Sixth Stage and above or people who possess sufficient statuses such as a Sky Grade Alchemist and some others.
Unfortunately, Davis was no Sky Grade Alchemist since his knowledge was half-assed.
Davis smiled wryly at this fact, 'The powerful and rich are always privileged no matter the world one belongs to...'
Shaking his head, he got on the bed and cultivated his Essence Gathering Cultivation.
He had already cultivated to High-Level Silver Stage and Mid-Level Revolving Core Stage after Old Man Garvin died....
With nothing to do other than learning, he cultivated and made improvements in his cultivation diligently.
Neither did he forget his initial motivation of wanting to become stronger, so he could return to his family sooner.
He forked out around 200 Low-Level Spirit Stones, and this time he set up a Peak-Level Earth Grade Energy Extraction Formation.
He silently insulted himself about how he didn't think of this idea before.
No matter what, it should have crossed his mind since it was how people absorbed energy from the spirit stones normally.
Previously, he used so many spirit stones and directly extracted energy from it. This caused most of the energies stored in the spirit stones to disappear while Davis thought that he had fully absorbed.
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Now that he understood that it wasn't the case, he diligently set up the portable formation which he obtained from the spatial ring of Elder Severin.
Originally, he guessed that there should have been even a higher grade energy extraction formation belonging to Severin, but was later used by Garvin to rebuild those formations in the West End Valley.
There were even some Sky Grade Items that would net him a huge amount of wealth, but sadly, there were no King Grade items other than the sword which Severin used.
'Although there are items worth selling in that spatial ring, I would rather wait and see if those items were useful to me before selling it...' Davis thought.
If he were to sell those Sky and King Grade Items now, it would be too high profile, especially Elder Severin's King-Grade Sword.
So, he thought of selling them in an underground auction, at least if one existed in this place.
*Clack*
The sound of the formation being activated echoed around the room.
The good thing was he didn't have to worry about other people's spying because the inn had in-built privacy formations like every other buildings in the capital.
And for the same reason, no matter how Davis used his Soul Sense, he wouldn't be able to spy on other people as well, unless he was at the Elder Soul Stage.
Closing his eyes, he quietly rotated the Essence Gathering on Cultivation Manual, Extinction Lightning Judgement.
At the same time, the energy extraction formation extracted the energy from the 200 Low-Level Spirit Stones.
Davis sat on the bed and surrounding him were mists of gaseous energy which he started absorbing greedily.
Time slowly passed, and a few hours later, he successfully broke through, reaching High-Level Revolving Core Stage.
When he checked his mutated Revolving Core, it didn't seem like anything of significance occurred other than its volume increased by a large margin when compared to its previous size.
Shaking his head ruefully, he took another 10 Low-Level Spirit Stones to consolidate his cultivation base.
Once he consolidated and firmly stabilized his energy cultivation, he opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "What should I do next?"
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