ALL NOVEL Chapter 175: interesting situation
Alchemist Theodore looked at this scene without a single change in his expression, and none of the people from the crowd dared say anything either.
The young man quietly walked backward and bowed apologetically.
"Forgive me, Alchemist Theodore, it seems I won't be able to help you." The young man's face had gotten red with embarrassment, and all his previous confidence had disappeared.
Alchemist Theodore shook his head and said in a low voice, "Next!"
As soon as these words resounded in the hall, none of the cultivators present dared to step forward. They weren't as enthusiastic as before; most of them adopted a wait-and-see approach.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became oppressive, with none taking the initiative.
Seeing this scene, a frown appeared on the alchemist's face. Celia wasn't too happy either; her nose was tightly scrunched up.
Suddenly, loud laughter boomed in the room, and a man dressed in a black robe confidently walked forward.
"It seems I expected too much from the cultivators here. All of them are nothing more than trash."
The black-haired man's words were extremely arrogant, as if he didn't consider any of the cultivators present worthy of his attention.
His words greatly displeased the crowd!
"Who the fuck is this guy?" someone glared at the man and shouted in a low voice.
"Does he not care about his life anymore? To cause commotion at such an important event—he really has a death wish," another guy spoke with a sneer on his face.
But before they could continue, a terrible aura leaked from the man's body like a raging tide. The crushing pressure silenced everyone present.
"Peak of Nascent Soul Realm!" someone loudly yelled while sucking in a breath of cold air, fear evident in his voice.
The black-robed man looked even more proud after hearing the shout, and his laughter became even more unbridled and carefree.
After laughing for a good while, the man suddenly stopped and spoke, "Apologies, how rude of me to not introduce myself."
"You can call me Zose, an elder of the Whitetooth family." After saying those words, he performed a slight bow as a sign of respect.
He might be from a big family, but a three-star Alchemist had to be respected.
"I am here on the orders of the patriarch." After saying those words, he looked meaningfully in Alchemist Theodore's direction with a small smile on his face.
Although no more words were uttered, a subtle message seemed to have been passed to Alchemist Theodore.
"Hey woman, what are they doing?" Borrito tugged at Mary's clothes and asked in an almost inaudible voice.
"Ah! Little Borrito, I know, but why should I tell you?" Mary rubbed Borrito's small head playfully and muttered in a voice that was neither too loud nor overly quiet.
"Hmph! Tell me if you want to. I'm not going to wag my tail just for the sake of information." Borrito snickered and turned his head away in a huff.
"My! My! Such hot-bloodedness. Anyway, I am pleased by your behavior, so I will tell you—these two people are using sound transmission techniques to communicate," Mary calmly explained.
Both of them seemed to be lost in a world of their own, completely cut away from the oppressive atmosphere developing in the room.
No matter how low their voices were, given a Nascent Soul Realm expert's ability, how could he fail to notice their conversation?
The black-robed man turned his head to look at Mary for a moment. After realizing her cultivation was only at the peak of Golden Core Realm, he coldly snorted and paid her no heed.
To him, cultivators at Golden Core Realm were nothing more than ants, meant to be killed at will.
David was also surprised after hearing Zose's words, and suddenly the face of an arrogant young man appeared in his head.
After years, someone from the Whitetooth family was finally here. But from the looks of it, Zose wasn't here for him.
Maybe the young master wasn't as important as David had earlier thought.
He suddenly pitied the young man. Even years after his death, no one came looking for his whereabouts. The guy was truly an unlucky fellow, dying in some corner of the world without even a proper burial.
"Whitetooth family!" Claire muttered with an ugly expression on her face. She seemed to be familiar with the Whitetooth family.
Some time ago, an extremely arrogant young man had come to ask for her hand in marriage, but she had ruthlessly rejected him.
How could she even entertain thoughts of marriage when her mother was in such pain?
At that time, the man had shouted "White..." something or other—Claire was too lazy to care about his words.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Alchemist Theodore finally spoke, breaking the cold atmosphere.
"Haha, it's okay. We can discuss things later." Zose looked at the remaining crowd as he spoke. With those words, the pressure that had enveloped the surroundings finally disappeared, and the crowd was able to relax.
David was disappointed by the development; he had been eagerly waiting for the drama to unfold.
After some time, another man in green clothing walked toward the ice coffin, but his fate was even worse than that of the young man with the blue ball flame.
When the man was just a hundred meters away from the coffin, half of his body turned to ice.
He was barely saved by the Scar-Faced man. If the Scar-Faced man had been just a little slower, the green-clothed man would have died.
The process continued. Cultivator after cultivator walked toward the ice coffin one by one, but in the end, the result was the same.
Even after such a despairing scene, Great Alchemist Theodore barely showed any reaction. No one knew what he was thinking.
On the other hand, the smile on Zose's face grew wider with each passing moment.
In the end, only David's group remained from the original crowd.
"Next!" Alchemist Theodore spoke once again, this time his voice sounding hollow, entirely hopeless.
Claire, who was standing some distance away, shivered and unconsciously clenched her fist in frustration.
She couldn't bear to see her father in such a tormented state.
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"Haha, Alchemist Theodore! I don't want to be disrespectful, but do you truly think doing this is going to make any difference?" At this time, Zose bellowed from the sidelines.
This time, however, Alchemist Theodore didn't respond to his words but looked at him for a moment and said, "I have no ideas about your young master, so please stop bothering me. Get out of this place if you don't want to follow the rules."
One would have expected Alchemist Theodore to shout loudly, but his words were unnaturally calm.
"You still want to pretend, Alchemist Theodore? Young Master was last seen leaving your palace, and you still have the gall to say that you don't know anything about him."
"Do you really think my Whitetooth family will not be able to do anything about you?"
No matter how much Zose spoke, Alchemist Theodore didn't seem to care about his words.
Contrary to the Great Alchemist's disregard, his loving daughter's face showed slight ripples of emotion. "Something happened to that arrogant man," Celia thought, feeling a strange sense of happiness after those words.
At this time, David had already started walking toward the ice coffin with a bored expression on his face. After all, he was really interested in the lifetime supply of pills for free.
Nine-sun Branch might be precious, but he had no practical use for it.
Just as he took one more step forward, David suddenly stopped as his favorite window popped up in front of him.
A dark blue wall of text silently floated in the space:
[Regretfully! You lost one of your clients today. However, the Bank of Eternal Origin can never suffer a loss.
Even if he died, the client will have to pay back somehow; therefore, his soul was captured. You now have the following options. Keep in mind that you can only choose one:
1 - Extract Client's Crystallion of Life (Humanely shiver, Grade - Uncommon)
2 - Extract Agnus's memories from his birth till his death
3 - Any item that client owned in his lifetime
4 - Do Nothing, let the compound interest do its thing and decide again when the Client dies in his next life
Please note that capturing the soul and imprisoning it requires a large amount of mana, because of which you only have twenty hours left to make a choice.]
David lost interest in the notification; there was nothing interesting in it.
"Consume the Crystallization of Life," he mentally commanded.
After hearing his command, the bank immediately started work and faithfully carried out its duty.
[Crystallization of Life needed for Breakthrough - 7/500]
David clicked his tongue in amazement; at this rate, it wouldn't be long before he finally managed to breakthrough. He wondered how strong would he be at the Void Refining Realm.