Chapter 2424 - Since (3) (1/2)

Venerable Theo stood frozen for a long time, unable to move an inch.

6th Stage Star Grade Soul? He was a mortal?! Only 286 years old?! 100% purity every time without fail?!

Venerable Theo felt that his heart had leapt into his throat. The only reason this performance was ranked third and not first was because number one and two were less than half Dyon's age and concocted pills ranked far higher than this Dyon's in difficulty.

In addition, since they both had been born with Higher Empyrean Nascent Souls, they managed to concoct 4 times refined pills one time each for their best pills, while their weaker pills were at least 2 times refined.

What would these people think if they knew the reason Dyon hadn't concocted more complex pills was simply due to the fact the alchemy guild he took his exam in was too poor to bring out the ingredients for anything better? And, the reason he hadn't refined any reinforced pills was because he wanted to get the exam over and done with as soon as possible?

However, despite the fact Dyon ranked third, there were a few things that were undisputable.

In this generation, he ranked number 1. The number 2 and 1 on the list had long since ascended to the Alchemy God Grades and had lived for trillions of years. They were old men with a foot in the grave already.

Secondly, he was the only mortal in the top 1000, let alone top 100 and top 3 even!

His performance was so impressive that it bordered on blinding. The Pill Sword Mountain's bazaar fell into silence for several minutes before exploding.

Several individuals ran every which way, spreading the news like mad men.

It was maybe the first day in history that a mortal had gripped the hearts of the Immortal Plane so thoroughly.

**

”Master, master!”

”H-huh…”

A wrinkled old man with vibrant white hair startled awake from his rocking chair. His eyes, almost pressed together by some sort of glue, slowly opened, revealing whitish grey, opaque depths.

The young woman who had called his name had vibrant white hair of her own, but it wasn't due to old age like that of the old man's. Rather, she was so youthful and beautiful that the air seemed to still around her.

Gorgeous brows, elegant curves, delicate hands that gripped her master's own with a soft touch. She was a woman who had gripped the hearts of countless men and even women.

The First White Mother looked much better than she had in the past. Ever since her master called an end to the war, she had slowly regained her health, becoming even more beautiful than she had been in the past. Though, the fact her organs were no longer hanging out from her torso and her arms were now firmly attached most definitely helped with this.