Above The Sky
Chapter 533 - 533 502 Praise Group 13

533: Chapter 502: Praise Group (1/3) 533: Chapter 502: Praise Group (1/3) When Master Gossay left with Yisen Gard, the entire meeting room fell into silence.

Indeed, just as Master Gossay had said, when Ian completed the ninth Anti-Damage Potion, the champion was already decided, and the tenth Alchemical Potion was not even for victory, but to prove “he could”.

No matter how powerful a Comprehensive Amplification Potion is, it couldn’t possibly be more valuable than ten Anti-Damage Potions, which fully utilized all the Origin Structures of the materials, with almost no waste at all.

The value of this technique far exceeded the total of all the rewards that the assessment could offer.

It must be said that Ian scored full marks because there were only a hundred points for full marks.

Anyway, unless another Alchemy Genius made a breakthrough in other areas and achieved another feat beyond their imagination, such as creating a complete Comprehensive Amplification Potion with incomplete materials…

Unless it was an innovative skill of this caliber, the champion would only be Ian.

But that was impossible…

Even a master could barely guarantee to make one more potion than he did, and Ian was only fifteen years old.

What terrifying talent and exquisite skill this required—the Alchemists in the Imperial Capital all knew each other well; where would such a monstrous prodigy suddenly appear from a backwater place?

“…This is preposterous.”

Exhaling softly, Master Vana sat in her seat, replaying the video of the meeting room’s screen to watch Ian’s smooth operation again.

The elderly lady lamented, “Gossay said he wasn’t Ian’s teacher.

Indeed.

Gossay’s stooped alchemy style is wide and sweeping, known for high success rates and heavy material consumption, the exact opposite of what Ian showed—he studies completely different techniques; he couldn’t possibly be Ian’s teacher.”

“Rather, none of us present could possibly be his teacher, given the vast difference in research directions.”

At this point, Master Vana couldn’t help but pause— if so, what was Alexey doing there?

He couldn’t possibly be so arrogant as to think he could instruct the other, could he?

Could it be…

The old woman turned her head to look at her assistant.

And her assistant whispered, “Director, we can’t offer any tempting price.

The Ellen Family obviously has already laid stakes, and Yisen Gard is very close with him.

Platinum Iridium Workshop recently opened a new medium-sized lab building; I think it’s very likely prepared for Mister Ian.”

“And our full support cannot match the resource tilt of the Ellen Family and Platinum Iridium Workshop, not to mention the personal relationships.”

“It’s a pity, missing out on this is truly the most regrettable news I have heard in recent years.”

Master Vana slowly shook her head and then began to move—only then it was clear that her legs were mechanical constructs, and her chair was actually a small wheelchair, moving the elderly lady forward.

“Huh.”

The assistant stood up and followed behind, catching up with the master and speaking with confusion, “Director, this isn’t the way to the examination room…

Mister Ian is on the first floor…”

“Why should I hurry to see him?

He isn’t going to run away.”

Master Vana rebuked, “Learn more about personal relationships— the prizes for first place have to be changed, I reckon I will need to put in some personal resources as well.”

“With the support of the Ellen Family, those trinkets definitely won’t catch his eye.”

Thinking of this, the elderly lady nodded thoughtfully, “Speaking of which, Little Yisen recently purchased a signed collector’s edition of an alchemy equipment set from me, now that I think about it, it must have been a gift for him.”

At the same time.

Ian was in the examination room consulting with a grey-haired old man.

“I see, indeed, after preprocessing the impurities, the mist that then sublimates, along with various dew and residue lost during refining, indeed contain a considerable part of high purity Origin Structures.

This part might seem small on its own, but accumulatively, and when coupled with the remaining parts of the materials for catalysis, it’s enough to produce two to three more bottles of Medium-grade Magic Potion…”

After listening to Ian’s explanation of his Alchemy principles, the old man quickly grasped the essence of the matter, “And this part actually doesn’t need the Fae Bloodline for intricate operations and can be substituted with alchemy equipment—although there might be some issues with precision, it would definitely increase the output.”

“As long as you can make this alchemical technique practical, then in the ‘large-scale processing of homogenous potions,’ you will magically add about 10% to the production yield!”

“It might be more, or it might be less.”

And Ian explained with a smile, “The structures that can be reused between different potions are not the same.

The reason I chose the Anti-Damage Potion instead of the seemingly more valuable Extreme Boiling Potion is that the Extreme Boiling Potion consumes more substance and has less to convert and catalyze—that is the key to reuse.”

“But no matter what, this will definitely lead to progress in production.”

“Incredible…

But aside from that, Ian, I’ve heard…”

At this moment, Alexey turned his head toward Karan Xir, “I heard from my kid that you also made a potion yesterday that was more potent than the average Regeneration Potion?

That technique must be unrelated to this one, right?”

“Of course not.

What I used was a temporary enhancement technique, and after the short-acting regenerating enzyme deactivates, it won’t be possible to maintain the high potency…

It’s a test of proficiency, but I believe it’s very effective as emergency medicine and worth learning.”

Ian politely smiled at the black-haired alchemist, instantly turning Karan Xir red with shame—when he had spoken about this with his teacher yesterday, his tone was one of mockery, insinuating the other party was boastful and that the Huai Guang Church had no alchemical common sense, only knowing how to marvel at trifles.

But now it seemed that Ian had told no lies and was even smiling kindly at him—this shame left him temporarily speechless.

“Indeed, indeed!”

Master Alexey was more than fond of Ian, he was full of endless praise, and it was clear he brought his own disciple here knowing the squabbles between the younger generation, intending to resolve this little issue.

Karan Xir and Yisen Gard, just youngsters having a tiff, it’s quite normal.

The older generation of masters also had their disagreements back in the day, but now they could sit together, sipping tea and…

comparing students?

After all, it is better to resolve enmities rather than maintain them, and cooperation is always better than pulling each other back.

“Ian, your level has truly skyrocketed.”

At this moment, Master Gossay also arrived, extending his hand to pat Ian on the shoulder, his gaze filled with surprise and relief: “It seems my initial guess was not wrong, your level had already surpassed that of an ordinary elite, it’s just that South Ridge is a remote place, and Harrison Port hadn’t been developed for long, lacking a foundation in alchemy.”

“Just let you make up the basics, and you would naturally understand many principles.”

“I’m very grateful for Master Gossay’s books.”

And Ian sincerely thanked, “These textbooks indeed answered many of my past doubts and made me understand a lot of issues for which I couldn’t find clues before…”

“And all this is because of Master Gossay’s help, although you are not my teacher, you are as close as one!”

Master Gossay appeared calm on the surface but was actually overjoyed.

So, when Master Vana also came over later, he just coughed and kept quiet.

But the other two knew what he meant.

—Accept the bet and lose gracefully.

“The results are not out yet, wait for tomorrow.

I still have to prepare, think about what the gift will be.”

Master Alexey had no intention of reneging, and he was quite willing to give something to Ian: “Old hunchback, don’t think I’ve lost to you, eh?

Don’t expect me to give anything to you!”

Master Gossay scoffed, “Anyhow, I’ve won, and nothing you say can change that.”

And Master Vana amiably smiled at Ian, “You will like my gift.

Trust me, you will definitely find what you want.”

For a while, around Ian, there formed a vast group of people singing his praises.