Chapter 1371 - Broke (1) (1/2)
Dyon awoke from his stupor to find several million Beast Nurturing Pills lying around him. He couldn't help but scratch the back of his head in embarrassment. He hadn't meant to make this much, he just lost himself in the moment.
When he thought about it, though, considering the birth rate of rodents, it's likely that he would need this many. Although celestial hamsters had strikingly low fertilities, that was because they were already an evolved species. The far lesser members of their race had no such problem.
With one sweep of his hands, the millions of brown, fragrant pills disappeared into the Demon Sage Pill Room. After all, as a war machine, how could it not have one? Not only could it store several times this number of pills, it could also stop their medicinal efficacy from decreasing.
”Young Master –” A purple robed alchemist with a head of violet hair interrupted by streaks of white stepped toward Dyon with large, blinking eyes. ”No, Grandmaster, Elder of the highest esteem. Please take me as your disciple!”
Stella and Sarid choked on air. Alchemists, especially the ones of the Belmont family were arrogant beyond belief. Even Stella, their very own Princess, had to beg and plead for a single pill. Yet, half a dozen of them were grovelling before Dyon?
Dyon raised an eyebrow. ”My disciple? How old are you and what is your level of proficiency?”
The six alchemists, especially the one who spoke, coughed in embarrassment. ”Just a few hundred years old… Master level…” They replied softly.
Stella snorted. ”More like several thousand.” She would never miss an opportunity to get these old bastards back. ” ~~Uuuuunncccclllleeeee, you wouldn't forget about your niece, would you?”
Seeing Stella's shameless change in demeanor, Sarid couldn't help but back away with a disgusted look on his face. But, when he thought back to his Uncle casually gifting him a transcendent grade weapon, he realized that maybe he was being a bit bougie.
Dyon chuckled at Stella's antics, rubbing her hair. ”Sure. Just tell me what kind of pills you need.”
Stella's eyes brightened. ”I need 10 000 Essence Condensing Pills, 10 000 Blood Purifying Pills, and 10 000 Flame Tempering Pills. Oh, and my dad's master also said one's soul is very important for flame mastery, so can I have 10 000 Soul Foundation Pills too?”
She knew with how busy Dyon's schedule was, him becoming her personal alchemist was impossible, so she immediately planned ahead, asking for so many pills shamelessly.
The surrounding alchemists nearly fainted in anger. How could one ask so many things of a Grandmaster so easily?!