Female Novel
Chapter 1868
"Third... Third-grade premium?" Fortress Master Whittemore's voice sounded shaky, albeit slightly.
He understood well that third-grade elementary alchemists were extremely rare. Such alchemistswere capable of increasing the training speed for those in the ultimate god level. This was extremelyuseful, especially for those who were in the First and Second-grade ultimate god level.
However, such pills had not much use for people like him, who had achieved the Ninth-gradeultimate god level and failed twice to break through into the First-grade soul-penetrating level.
After all, the power of a mere third-grade elementary pill was still not enough to allow them to breakthrough into the First-grade soul-penetrating level. The energy might not be sufficient at the mostimportant moment, affecting the process of breaking through before causing them to fail in the end.
However, third-grade premium pills are completely different. The energy in such pills was severaltimes more compared to third-grade elementary pills and was sufficient for him, who was in theNinthgrade ultimate god level, to break through within one go. The success rate was also greatlyincreased.
That went especially when he had failed twice in a row to break through before, and this affected hisconfidence. It was possible that his confidence to break through would increase with such third-grade premium pills.novelbin
"Brother Fane, are ..are you joking? Are you truly a third-grade premium alchemist?" FortressMaster Whittemore was no fool. Was Fane not hinting at him when he said such words? After all,Fane longed for something from him. Would Fane give him a pill if he and his people voted forFane?
If so, then it was an easy choice for him. After all, the voting rules did not state that they could notchoose Fane.
Met with Fortress Master Whittemore's expectant gaze, Fane nodded, and a third-grade premiumpill appeared in his palm with the flip of his hand. "Look: this is the third-grade premium pill Icultivated. This pill isn’t only a third-grade premium pill, but it has exceptional fineness. The pill isround. Can you smell the scent of this pill? How is it? Doesn’t it smell good?"
Fortress Master Whittemore swallowed a mouthful of saliva and widened his eyes, his sight neverwavering from the pill.
Looking at the pill in Fane's hand, Fortress Master Whittemore nodded. "It smells good —reallygood. Brother Fane, then this pill..."
"Cough, cough... This pill is a true treasure!" replied Fane as he coughed lightly. "In my opinion,those who have broken through into the soul-penetrating level in the future would surely be theelders of the new pavilion. I’d treat the elders nicely if I become the pavilion master. I might justbreak through and become a fourth-grade alchemist in the future, and by then, those who are in thesoul-penetrating level would need my pills terribly. Those who are in the Seventh or Eighth-gradeultimate god level would look at me in a new light."
Fortress Master Whittemore was filled with hope when he heard this. How much strenuous trainingtime would he be able to shorten if Fane gave him a fourth-grade pill in the future?
He swallowed his saliva and said, "Young Master Fane, voting for you isn't an issue as I've alwaysbeen optimistic for you.
After all, you're the true, destined son. I’ve already decided that I'll choose you in the votingceremony for pavilion master in the coming days."
"Cough, cough!" Fane purposely coughed, and he then hinted once more, "Ah, but it won't work ifyou're the only one like that. I've thought about it, and I’ll give this to anyone who chooses me and iscapable of making members with a fighting prowess of Fifth-grade ultimate god level and above to
choose me." "Me, Young Master Fane. I... I'll ask them over privately and have a meeting with them.I'll make them vote for you. This pill is extremely suitable for me." Fortress Master Whittemore wasno fool as he immediately expressed his loyalty. He knew, at that point, how to get this pill as herealized the path Fane had taken him in their conversation.
Fane laughed and remarked, "You said it yourself, Fortress Master Whittemore—I didn’t threatenyou. As for this pill, I'm giving it to you as a sign of friendship. Did I bribe you with anything?"