Chapter 385 - Chapter 385: Chapter 365: The True Identity of the President! (1/2)
Chapter 385: Chapter 365: The True Identity of the President!
“Finally, got a bite.”
The old man sighed, muttering to himself:
“The prophecy a hundred years ago had affected me too much. My long search finally bore fruit; the person who could help me break through was indeed in the east of the continent.”
In the Spirit Realm, there was a pond as clear as crystal, remarkably vibrant, just like a huge crystal mirror, reflecting the dream-like scenery around it.
Transparent and glittering lotus leaves floated gently on the water surface, some spreading out, others curling, like tiny emerald boats, swaying leisurely in the breeze.
The underwater world was equally spectacular, with schools of brilliantly colored fish darting through the water, carefree and untroubled in groups.
Lush trees surrounded the pond, while sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting a mottled play of light and shadow.
At the edge of the pond, a wise old man dressed in a blue robe smiled and slowly opened his eyes, his profound gaze seeming to pierce through all matters.
He was at the edge of the pond in the Spirit Realm, fishing with a pale blue silk line.
This silk line, a magical alchemy material crafted from the soul of an Extraordinary Exponent, was almost mythical to the common folk.
The vibrantly colored fish in the pond had miraculous properties; they were not only nourishment for powerful alchemy, but also one of the thirty-three alchemy materials required to create the Philosopher’s Stone.
At last, a fish bit onto the pale blue silk line.
The line then completely enveloped the fish, seeming to digest it, causing the fish to gradually vanish.
The next moment, the old man in the blue robe slowly stood up and stepped into the pond.
“Byrne Fischer, you shall be the stepping stone on my path to divinity.”
His body leaned into the pond, and then, as if the heavens and earth were reversing, the old man in the blue robe returned to the material world through it!
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“I help you achieve your breakthrough, and you will give half of the Philosopher’s Stone to the Fischer family.”
On Snow Mountain, Byrne’s expression was calm, having just reached a complete Oath with the president of the Alchemy Council.
Deep inside, he was clearly aware of one thing: the so-called Oath was nothing more than “worthless paper” to the people of the Fischer family.
“Information disparity” is a crucial thing, as long as the President remains unaware of it, which is a significant advantage!
Byrne finally got hold of the red Philosopher’s Stone, feeling its extreme oddity upon contact; the strength contained within the stone, alien and potent, could merge with emotions to trigger the appearance of true miracles!
This is the Philosopher’s Stone.
As a master in the field of Mysticism, he stared at the Philosopher’s Stone, speechless for a long time, seemingly completely captivated.
Suddenly, the president spoke very calmly.
“Byrne Fischer, come, help me break through right here, embrace your destiny…”
“Even using up all your lifespan, you won’t be able to help me fully break through, but at least you can save me a lot of time…”
He paused for a moment, then continued, “And when you are dead, I will take back the Philosopher’s Stone.”
Such blunt and malicious words startled Byrne. He frowned and retorted, “What? Are you going to break the Oath?”
“Hahahaha!”
Suddenly, the president’s voice grew harsh, and his shadow lengthened instantly, filling the entire palace like a demon!
“You’ve already signed the Oath, like a contract made in Hell. There’s no way out now!”
“But I can circumvent the punishment of that Oath!”
Hearing this made Byrne gasp in shock!
He too could circumvent the Oath?