Above The Sky
Chapter 1093: 149: Unbearable to Look At, Simply Unbearable! (6500)_3

Chapter 1093: Chapter 149: Unbearable to Look At, Simply Unbearable! (6500)_3

Only those who know every step, understand all the processes, and firmly believe they will never make a mistake, can perform alchemy at such speed!

But why? Why can Ian believe that the pheromone he chooses will produce the desired effect? Even for an Alchemy Master like him, it would take at least one or two hours of careful discernment to be sure!

Master Gravie quickly thought of a possibility and couldn’t help but ask, “You, does your observation spirit energy have a ‘True Sight’ effect?!”

“You can think of it that way.”

Ian was noncommittal. In reality, as Master Gravie suspected, even the best Biological Alchemist couldn’t directly decipher the cooperative effect of an unfamiliar creature’s pheromone; the difficulty is akin to deciphering an unknown language at a glance.

But for someone like him with a Silver Chip, achieving this is not surprising.

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It’s not just Master Gravie.

Even the first officer and the accompanying ship alchemist were astonished by Ian’s technique, or rather, shocked!

“This, so fast?!”

An outsider watches the excitement, while a professional watches the technique. But even as an outsider, the first officer knew Ian’s alchemical speed was astonishingly fast.

If there were a progress bar, everyone else’s would jump a percent every few seconds, while Ian’s leapt multiple times per second, each time a whole grid!

And the professionals stood there dumbfounded, not daring to blink.

Separation! Extraction! Purification!

Materialization! Reproduction Refining! Homologous Synthesis!

This is just a few seconds? Before they could see clearly, Ian had already completed six steps and had refined a bottle of ‘Aphrodisiac Pheromone’… Is he even human?!

The Siren’s alchemist no longer wanted to breathe. As a professional, he could also perform the steps and fundamentals that Ian executed, rapid material identification, using any available materials for element extraction—these techniques he understood. However, humans have limits, and most people’s limit thresholds are about there.

Even a master, compared to elite alchemists, is merely twenty to thirty percent faster unless possessing a unique technique; otherwise, that’s mostly it. A master’s true value lies in their innovative thinking and inventive abilities, yet their exquisite skills are admirable to all.

But Ian? Ian didn’t use any unique techniques; he just employed solid fundamentals at a pace several times faster than others to complete the refinement—this wasn’t merely breaking a record; it created a vast chasm between different species!

“Incredible…” After a long pause, he finally uttered, “I can’t even succeed by imitating!”

In less than an hour, Ian completed all the processes from analysis to successful refinement, entirely by hand, without any assistance.

Whether it was Master Gravie or the first officer, they had already transitioned from initial disbelief to numbed acceptance.

They finally understood how vast the gap is between true genius and ordinary practitioners in certain areas.

“Load these pheromones into diffusion bombs and fire them at the sea beast swarm.”

Handing over three ‘boxes’ of information bottles to the very respectful first officer who always spoke politely, Ian smiled and instructed, “The Drifting Conch feeds on the Calamity Starfish, so use the orange ‘predation’ pheromone in areas where these two magical beasts are prevalent.”

“We’re currently in early summer; the temperature is rising but not particularly high, coinciding with the mating period of the Ironscale Sea Snake, so use the crimson ‘mating’ pheromone.”

“And in areas inhabited by all three magical beasts, use this scarlet ‘frenzy’ pheromone—they will certainly start fighting, greatly reducing the pressure on the Siren.”

“Rest assured, we will follow all your instructions perfectly!”

At this moment, the first officer was filled with deep reverence for Ian.

But it was precisely because of this that he firmly believed that these pheromones were the key to breaking the stalemate for the Siren, showing an excited smile.

He immediately left with the bottles of pheromones.

Meanwhile, Master Gravie exhaled and looked deeply at Ian, who stood there smiling as he watched the crew leave: “You’ve reached a master’s level already.”

“Although you only used the simplest fundamentals for potion processing, I can see that your understanding and transformation of material properties are perfect, and your manipulation of Origin Quality is incredibly precise.”

“Most importantly, I’ve never seen your method of extracting pheromones.”

“Even at the Spirit Wisdom Institute, your level would be enough to lead a department, overseeing several large projects!”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Ian graciously accepted. Back in the Imperial Capital, his level was already close to master, and in the Xiawei Territory, his mutual learning and exchanges with Adalbert, along with long-term refinement and synthesis, had certainly brought him up to a master’s standards.

Even without the Silver Chip and Foresight View, at most his refining speed would be slightly slower, as both technique and formula rely on wisdom for synthesis.

“A seventeen-year-old Alchemy Master, a seventeen-year-old Third Energy Level.”

And at that moment, Master Gravie closed his eyes, letting out a long sigh: “My God, just how efficient is your learning? Merely mastering these things and cultivating isn’t something achievable in seventeen years… but it’s a good thing.”