Wizard Immortal

Chapter 564 The Master of Alchemy

"Hello, sir."

Standing on the teleportation platform, as Adir sized up the others, they were also secretly sizing him up.

Within the hall containing the teleportation array, Adir stood at the furthest point, within a dedicated inter-domain passage. This not only signified the greatest distance Adir had traveled from, but also indicated the unusual nature of his identity.

Being able to use cross-domain channels is itself a symbol of wealth and status.

In addition, this is the Emerald City, the territory of the elves.

Among the surrounding elves, Adir's silver hair and silver eyes were extremely eye-catching, making it impossible for him not to attract attention.

A well-dressed elven girl with a gentle smile stepped forward and stood quietly in front of Adir: "Do you need any help?"

"We offer private transportation, and if this is your first time here, we can also provide a free guide and tour leader..."

"Thank you, I really need it."

Is the service at Emerald City really this attentive? Adir was a little surprised, but since there was a free guide, he didn't refuse and simply nodded in acceptance.

A moment later, an elven woman dressed in a traditional silver robe came out and led the way for Adir.

As is customary, those who are teleported via the teleportation array must verify their identity.

Adir naturally didn't have such identification, but fortunately, the verification of wizards was more relaxed here. After Adir revealed his identity as a wizard, he quickly passed the verification.

Stepping out of the hall, you are greeted by a tall tower.

The tower is very tall, probably over a thousand meters high just by looking at it. The entire tower is filled with a jade-like luster, as if it were carved entirely from a single piece of jade.

Compared to any tower Adir had ever seen before, the tower before him was far more awe-inspiring, its surface inscribed with endless arcane runes. Even a slight sense of them was enough to leave Adir mesmerized.

"That is the Emerald Tower, which is both the gathering place of elven wizards and the central hub of the Emerald City."

The guide beside him smiled brightly and spoke gently as he introduced the history of the tower to Adir, as well as the rich heritage it contained and the various stories that had taken place within it.

Once she opened her mouth, she talked incessantly and couldn't stop, showing none of the reserved and quiet demeanor of an ordinary elf, which surprised Adir, who was standing next to her.

"The tower is said to have a total of 173 floors. The bottom ten floors are open to the public for sightseeing. If you are interested, I can take you there later."

Observing Adir quietly, and seeing him staring intently at the tower, the elven guide offered a suggestion.

"What are the requirements to join that tower?" Adir suddenly asked, as if he had been thinking for a long time.

The tour guide was taken aback. He glanced at Adir and then remembered that the young man in front of him was a high-level wizard.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "As far as I know, the Emerald Tower does not recruit wizards from the outside. To enter the Emerald Tower, one must be introduced by a member of the Emerald Tower and obtain the consent of some wizards..."

"It's such a closed organization."

Adir frowned, then quickly realized what was going on.

This is not surprising. Races like elves, who place great importance on bloodlines, are generally very closed off, so it's not unusual for them to refuse outsiders from joining them.

Just like the Silver Mist Forest in the Maison region, the elves there were extremely resistant to outsiders. Even when Adir wanted to enter the Silver Mist Forest, he had to put in a lot of effort.

The Emerald Tower's approach didn't surprise Adir too much.

"However, this means it will take more effort to join the Emerald Tower."

The thought flashed through his mind, then he smiled and looked at the female tour guide beside him: "Excuse me, where is the best pharmacy around here?"

That month, in the largest potion shop in Emerald City, an elderly elven man let his arms hang limply. Looking at the handsome, silver-haired, silver-eyed elven youth opposite him, he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "I have lost. Your potion-making skills far exceed my expectations, leaving even this old man in awe."

The words immediately caused a stir and uproar around them.

"Master Edla also lost?"

"A major bombshell! A major bombshell!!"

Around the venue, watching the dejected Edra in the distance, the elf reporters holding equipment were excited, and some even couldn't resist rushing forward to conduct a personal interview with the two parties involved.

"Master, your knowledge of pharmacology is astonishing. I was only able to defeat you by sheer luck."

Seated at the head of the table, holding a potion bottle in his hand, and looking at Edwin who had conceded defeat, Adir said sincerely, bowing respectfully to the old man before him as a junior: "Although I was fortunate enough to win against you today, you are my senior in the field of potion making. In the future, I hope to learn from you, constantly strive to improve my potion-making skills, and concoct better potions."

He spoke with utmost sincerity, his earnest expression and serious demeanor, combined with his youthful and handsome appearance, caused Edra to nod slightly and smile again: "Your talent is the best I have ever seen. It is an honor for me to be able to guide a junior like you."

"In the days to come, if you need anything, feel free to come to me anytime. I'd be happy to work together with you..."

He responded with a smile and an appreciation for the younger generation.

Soon after the competition ended, the two men left in opposite directions, surrounded by their respective subordinates.

Seeing this, the numerous reporters who had been waiting nearby could no longer contain themselves and surged forward like madmen.

Of the two, one seemed to be used to this scene. Edra snorted, and a large number of guards beside her automatically stepped forward to block the large number of enthusiastic reporters outside.

However, on Adir's side, it seemed that he had never seen such a scene before, and with no large number of followers to block the reporters, a large number of reporters rushed to his side, making the boy seem somewhat "caught off guard".

"Mr. Adir, I heard that you were teleported to Emerald City from another region a month ago. You've only been here a few days, yet you've already solved a potion problem that has plagued the Silver Domain for three thousand years, earning you the reputation of a new generation of potion genius. What are your thoughts on this?"

A reporter rushed over and started asking questions.

Adir opened his mouth, about to answer, but was interrupted by another elven girl.

"Sir, in the past month, you have defeated several masters, including Master Edla, in competitions. What are your thoughts on this? Do you think the skill level of these so-called alchemy masters is questionable?"

What are your thoughts on the potion quality in Emerald City?

"I heard that you once revealed in a competition that you had researched more than 730 unique potion formulas. Do you have any plans to put these potions into production and operation, and establish your own industry?"

One question after another, some tricky and some formal, were thrown out.

Surrounded by a large crowd and faced with these questions, Adir seemed a little flustered and shy, not quite used to dealing with this kind of situation.

However, despite the large number of reporters staring intently at him, he still smiled and answered their questions one by one.

"The first question is that my ability to solve the potion-related puzzles of the Silver Domain is not due to my exceptional talent, but rather a typical case of trade-offs."

"In the wizarding world, there is a very typical phenomenon: due to the isolation of time and space, the development of civilization and technology in different wizarding communities can be extremely different. Sometimes what is a major problem in one region may have already made great progress in another region."

"That's why I was able to solve the potion puzzle in Emerald City."

He kept speaking, and although he spoke very quickly, his voice was clear and could be accurately heard by everyone: "As for the masters such as Edra, their level is naturally beyond question, and even far exceeds my expectations."

"In my pursuit of the truth of pharmacology, I have traveled to many places and met many pharmacists, but among them, the masters of Emerald City are the most amazing to me. The so-called masters in other places are not even worthy of being called masters compared to Master Edra and others!"

"The potion-making skills in Emerald City are amazing!"

"As for the issue of businesses, I personally have no plans to operate any businesses!"

In closing, Adir continued, before concluding, "But I am happy to share this wealth of knowledge, collaborate with business professionals, and develop this valuable knowledge to benefit more people!"

As the words fell, the reporters became even more excited, frantically taking notes and asking questions as if they wouldn't be satisfied until they got to the bottom of Adir's life.

This time, however, Adir did not continue to answer questions. Beside him, an elven girl led a group of several elven women to form a wall, trying to keep the reporters who kept crowding in from outside, leaving Adir a small opening.

This elven woman, named Tilian, was Adir's guide before. After witnessing Adir's potion-making abilities, this clever elven woman immediately sided with Adir, becoming his first follower in the Emerald City.

Taking advantage of the brief moment that Tilian and her men were blocking him, Adir strode away and quickly left the hall, emerging from a secluded room within it, thus escaping the annoying reporters.

"This is such a hassle."

As he walked out of the hall, thinking about the scene of being surrounded by a large group of ordinary people, even Adir, with his nature, couldn't help but shake his head.

(End of this chapter)