Chapter 113: Mysterious Alchemist Organization! (1/2)

“I have already reached Origin Energy Tier 6 and my root bone has also reached Panther Bone 3-dan pinnacle. However, it probably won’t be an easy task for me to achieve a breakthrough to Tiger Bone 1-dan!”

Wang Chong thought.

There were many martial art techniques which have a prerequisite on one’s root bone. The more formidable a technique was, the higher the requirement on one’s root bone. If one’s root bone was unable to meet the prerequisite, it might result in dire consequences.

Wang Chong’s current root bone had yet to reach the Tiger Bone level, so it wasn’t suitable for him to practice Ire of the Barbaric God yet.

“But it’s not that there is no way for me to raise my root bone to Tiger Bone…”

Standing by the fake hill, Wang Chong was immersed in his thoughts. It wasn’t impossible for one to strengthen one’s root bone swiftly, and the Xu Clan’s Bone Forging Pill was one of such means.

Wang Chong also knew a few others means that could raise the cultivation of his root bone. However, there weren’t many that were both practical and suitable for him.

“Found it!”

Suddenly, a thought popped into Wang Chong’s mind and he recalled something.

In the Central Plains, the place where most pills were centered was, without a doubt, the royal palace and the kings’ residences.

Especially for the royal palace, there were a bunch of alchemists hired exclusively to forge pills for the Sage Emperor, princes, princesses, and consorts.

There was a huge amount of alchemists and they were strictly controlled by the royal family. The pills they forged would go into the vault of the royal family and bestowed to the imperial army, kings, and important officials.

Every single pill forged was strictly monitored, to the point that there were even initial numbers marked on them, making it difficult for anyone to obtain it from the market.

Other than the royal palace, another location where pills were forged, was the residences of the various kings.

Every single king had a personal group of alchemists who would forge pills exclusively for them. Some of these alchemists had approached them on their own accord while some were bestowed to them by the royal family.

The number of alchemists in the kings’ residences was significantly lower than that of the royal family, numbering a handful of people up to a maximum of two dozens. However, without a doubt, these alchemists were an important strategic resource to the kings.

Thus, every single king regarded their alchemist team highly and they wouldn’t allow any outsiders to come into contact with them. Thus, it was impossible for pills to flow out from there either.

Due to these privately hired alchemists, almost all kings of the royal family were top-notch experts, be it King Song or King Qi.

The rate of consumption of pills of every single king was already as though a huge abyss, but on top of that, they still had to bestow some to their guards, aides, children, comrades… Thus, there wasn’t a single king who had excessive pills to spare.

Thus, even though the royal palace and the kings’ residences were the top producers of pills, none of these pills were leaked to the market.

To an outsider, the pills from these two locations were far out of their grasp.

However, Wang Chong knew of a secret route to obtain pills that leaked out from those places.

To speak of it, Wang Chong had to bring up his previous life.

The catastrophe back then had nearly destroyed the entire Central Plains, causing the people from all walks of life to gather together.

Be it the lofty royal family and kings, the brutal bandits and brigands, or the honest farmers and fishermen… In times of calamity, everyone was equal.

Before the threat of death, everyone would feel fear, and this fear would make them reveal their greatest secrets. Rather, it would even become the best way for them to relieve their stress and fear.

It was there that Wang Chong met a distressed alchemist, and from him, Wang Chong learned that there was a mysterious group among the alchemists among the royal family and kings’ residences.

They would falsely report on their production and forge additional pills and hide them. Then, these pills would then be smuggled out from the royal court and the kings’ residences, taken to the outside market, and sold to earn a hefty sum!

Such actions were present in the past eras and the current one wasn’t an exception either.

Even so, this didn’t mean that outsiders could easily purchase their pills or join their organization.

Be it in the royal palace or the kings’ residences, it was illegal for alchemists to make a false report on their pill production. In order to make a strict warning about this matter, the alchemists caught would be subjected to severe punishment.

As this was a matter of life and death, many alchemists were extremely secretive about this matter. Thus, the organization became something out of reach for those without connections.

If not for that catastrophe, it would have been impossible for Wang Chong to know about this secret organization.

“Falling Jade Pavilion!”

Wang Chong rummaged through his memory, and soon, he recalled the location that the alchemist told him of. It was a secret residence which one of the alchemists in the organization bought for the organization to conduct its operations.

It looked ordinary on the surface, but it was the secret gathering point for these alchemists. There were many of such gathering points in the capital.

Every single gathering point was operated by an alchemist, and if trouble were to occur to one, it would be swiftly abandoned so as to ensure the survival of the organization.

The reason why Wang Chong remembered the Falling Jade Pavilion of all other gathering points was because of a unique alchemist in it. If Wang Chong wanted to join this organization to purchase pills, this alchemist was his only chance.

“I should go and take a look!”

Making up his mind, Wang Chong beckoned for Shen Hai and Meng Long to tag along. Then, he dived into a carriage and headed to the Falling Jade Pavilion.

The ‘Falling Jade Pavilion’ was neither a tavern nor a teahouse. It was a private residence on the outskirts of the capital, surrounded by many other ordinary houses.

“How remote!”

Looking out of the window, Shen Hai saw a huge residence. Tightly-shut crimson gates and blemished walls, not a single sound of life could be heard from within. It seemed as though it had been abandoned for a very long time.

“Young master, are you sure that this is the location? It doesn’t seem like anyone is living within.”

Shen Hai turned to the young master and asked.