Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"Don't be so stingy. If you see someone passing by who is starving to death, shouldn't you lend a helping hand?"

“A person who’s about to starve to death won’t waste their breath talking to me here.” Isaac snatched the chopsticks from his hand with annoyance. “You said before that you know someone who uses ‘qi’, so please tell me, Mr. Passerby.”

"Oh, I know that, but what benefit would it give me to tell you?" the squinting boy asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Isaac raised his right hand and placed it on the table. The mechanical fingers easily broke off a small wooden board.

To the boy's astonishment, a tiny spark of electricity flashed, and a diamond appeared in Isaac's hand.

"You are……"

Isaac tossed the diamond to the man and said, "Now you can tell me."

"That's really amazing. Are you an alchemist?" the boy asked instead of answering Isaac's question.

Alchemy is a unique technique of the New Kingdom, utilizing the flow of dragon veins as energy to decompose and reconstruct objects, much like alchemy. Those who can use alchemy are naturally alchemists.

“Not an alchemist, but a master alchemist,” Isaac said calmly.

"I see. I heard you came from Amestris, but I didn't know you were an alchemist."

"You little brat, have you been eavesdropping on our conversation since the beginning?" Isaac's eyes sharpened.

The squinty-eyed boy quickly waved his hand: "Don't scare me like that, I just happened to overhear it."

After a pause, the boy's squinting eyes suddenly opened: "Since you are an alchemist from Amestris, sir, have you ever heard of something?"

"what?"

The boy lowered his voice and said, "The elixir of immortality."

Isaac's expression changed slightly.

The elixir of immortality? I've heard of it. The Philosopher's Stone was called that before.

The Philosopher's Stone is the more official name; it is also known as the Philosopher's Stone, the Fifth Element, the Red Elixir, the Philosopher's Stone, and... the Elixir of Immortality.

Isaac's attention was drawn to the red gem in his pocket.

Are they looking for the Philosopher's Stone?

Seeing Isaac's expression, the young man chuckled and said, "Looks like you know. How about we make a trade? You tell me about the elixir of immortality, and I'll tell you where the person who can use 'qi' is."

"I'm sorry, it's a state secret and I can't disclose that," Isaac replied directly.

"So, what I'm saying is..." The boy, whose face had been full of smiles, now had sharp eyes.

"Don't be so cold."

In an instant, Isaac felt two powerful 'qi' moving towards him.

The next second, two knives were held to his neck.

“Mr. Isaac!” Violet immediately tried to stand up to help Isaac, but Isaac stopped her by raising his hand.

"Could you keep me company for a couple of minutes?" The boy asked with a confident smile.

What he didn't notice was that Isaac also had a smile on his face, a smile that was unusually eerie.

Chapter 105: Your Highness?

The two people holding the knife to Isaac's neck were an old man and a dark-haired girl.

The restaurant guests saw the commotion and ran outside, leaving only Isaac and his group of five.

"Excuse me, but could you tell us about the elixir of immortality? It's very important to us." The young man in front of them seemed to have already decided on the outcome.

Isaac smiled and slowly raised his hand in a gesture of surrender.

Seeing Isaac's actions, the boy laughed and said, "So you're cooperating so quickly? I'm really sorry, my subordinates were a bit rude. But don't worry, as soon as I get the news, I'll have them leave immediately and tell you what you want to know."

"Don't get me wrong." Isaac's smile suddenly turned sinister. "You'd better prepare funeral expenses for the next two."

"what?"

hum!

Suddenly, a soft cracking sound came from Isaac's arm. The old man, who had been holding the knife to his side, widened his eyes in shock and quickly pushed the girl beside him aside, shouting, "Lanfang! Get out of the way!"

A streak of rainbow-colored light suddenly appeared, distorting the surrounding air.

After pushing the girl away, the old man quickly used the knife in his hand to block in front of himself.

"Is it blocked?" The old man looked at the knife blocking his view.

puff!

Suddenly, the blade of the knife broke, and a large gash appeared on the old man's chest, from which blood gushed out, and his body flew out like a rag doll.

"Uncle Fu! Are you alright?" The young man was shocked to see the old man fall to the ground.

"Grandpa!" The black-haired girl named Lanfang quickly got up from the ground and ran towards the old man after seeing him fly backward.

"Don't come any closer! Go protect the young master!" the old man shouted from the ground. He immediately got up, drew his spare knife, and assumed a fighting stance, aiming it at Isaac.

The old man's expression was extremely solemn. The black-haired youth before him, slightly older than his young master, was terrifying. What had just happened? He hadn't seen him make a move at all.

Moreover, he had his back to him the entire time, and he was severely injured before he could even see his face clearly. What terrifying strength that was!

Isaac smiled and slowly said, "Not bad. After protecting another annoying rat, you still managed to survive. How should I put it? You truly deserve to be a warrior of the New Kingdom."

The three of them, master and servants, looked at Isaac with solemn expressions. This opponent was the strongest they had ever seen.

"Thank you for your praise, but I absolutely cannot allow you to harm the young master." Even though Isaac still had his back to him, he remained extremely vigilant.

At this moment, the girl whom the old man called Lanfang also walked to the side of the squinting boy, holding the knife to Isaac. But when he saw Isaac's face, a sense of familiarity suddenly welled up in his heart.

"You are……"

Without giving them time to think, Isaac suddenly slapped his hands on the ground, instantly creating a military knife. He then turned and slashed at the old man.

clang!

The old man's gaze sharpened as he saw the knife flying towards him. He raised his knife to parry, but the immense force sent him and the knife flying, crashing into the wall. The wall cracked from the impact, and his wounds reopened.

"Uncle Fu, I'm here to help you!" The squinty-eyed boy could no longer sit still and drew the bull-tail knife from his waist, slashing at Isaac.

"The swordsmanship of the new country? I'd love to see it for myself."

The fight had already started, and Lanfang wanted to go up and help, but she was grabbed by Violet as soon as she tried to move.

“I won’t let you interfere with Mr. Isaac,” Violet said calmly.

"Get out of my way!" Lan Fang shouted, trying to break free, but found that the seemingly frail girl, who was about the same age as her, was incredibly strong, her hands gripping her like pincers.

Besides wanting to help her young master and grandfather, she also wanted to confirm something.

But the blonde girl in front of him was blocking his way.

The battle nearby was still raging. The squinting boy swung his bull-tail knife and charged at Isaac. Isaac also took out his knife and began to defend himself. With his strong physique and the immense strength from his limbs, he made the boy in front of him completely unable to fight back.

Although the martial arts of the new country were indeed formidable, and Isaac's knife was incredibly fast, he was still able to counter each move with ease.

However, if the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, even the best skills cannot change the course of the battle. At this moment, Fu Ye and the squinty-eyed boy joined forces to attack Isaac, but they completely broke through his defense.

"It's my turn now that we've been fighting for so long." With that, Isaac raised his right leg and kicked at the squinting boy with a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Bang!

The immense force from his right leg sent the boy crashing through the shop wall and flying across the street.

"Little Lord!!"

The old man named Fu's expression changed drastically when he saw the young master fly away. He looked at his granddaughter and found that she was being entangled by a girl about the same age as her.

Ignoring his own reopened wound, Fu rushed forward, his knife flashing as he slashed at Isaac's right arm.

"Got it!" Master Fu thought to himself as he watched the knife fall into his right hand.

However, to his surprise, when the knife was aimed at his right arm, it did not fall to the ground as he had expected, but instead made a 'clang!' sound of metal clashing together.

limbs?

Just as Fu Ye thought of the word, he was already sent flying by Isaac's backhand punch.

Am I going to fail here today? I promised to help the young master fulfill his wish, so I absolutely cannot end up here.

Just as the old man began to think of a solution, Lanfang, who was still fighting with Violet, suddenly shouted, "Grandpa, take a closer look at his face!"

"His face?" Although he didn't know why, Fu looked closely at Isaac's face this time.

Clang!

The old man suddenly threw the knife in his hand to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You...you're still alive?" Master Fu said, trembling, his eyes suddenly welling up with tears.

"What are you talking about, old man? Of course I'm alive! Do you think your little attacks could hurt me?" Isaac didn't understand what was wrong with the old man all of a sudden.

Just then, the squinty-eyed boy who had just been knocked away returned, looking completely bewildered at the tearful old man, Master Fu.

"Uncle Fu, what happened?"

"Young Master... he's back..." Master Fu suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

"Him? Who are you referring to?"

Lord Fu simply looked at Isaac, then suddenly knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Your Highness, you've finally returned!"

These words swept over everyone present like a raging storm.

Chapter 106: The Seventh Prince

"What did you call me?"

"Your Highness," Lord Fu said, still kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, "you are the seventh prince of this country."

"What's my relationship with that squinty-eyed brat?" Isaac pointed to the squinty-eyed boy next to him who looked like an idiot.

“He is Yao Lin, Your Highness’s younger brother,” said Master Fu.

"Bullshit! How do I look like this idiot?!" Isaac cursed.

He was such a tough guy, completely different from Yao Lin, whose face was full of cunning.

“The young master resembles the current emperor, while His Highness looks more like the lady,” said Master Fu.

"Are you kidding me?" Isaac was speechless as he looked at the old man kneeling on the ground.