Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 982 - 981: Shamelessly Unscrupulous

Chapter 982: Chapter 981: Shamelessly Unscrupulous

The back hill of Twin Horn Mountain is where the Pill Rooms of Alchemy College are located.

Of course, the Pill Room is not just any house, but a cave at the foot of the mountain, above which hang the big characters "Infinity of the Alchemical Path."

"Is this the place for alchemy? Is it your own, or is it a public place?" Yusuf Zuck asked in a low voice as he followed behind Rafael Case.

"Don’t talk, be quiet, walls have ears." Rafael Case, with his duck-walking stride, took steps full of pomp, maintaining the air of a person of importance. But he really was shameless, pretending to be a highbrow when he was plainly nothing of the sort!

Yusuf Zuck was already becoming immune to this old man’s antics; it seemed this coward would probably never change for the rest of his life.

From outside, the cave seemed dark and seemingly profound. However, the moment Rafael Case led him into the cave, the scene before Yusuf Zuck’s eyes changed dramatically!

What kind of cave was this? It was clearly a grand hall, dazzling with gold and splendor, spanning over a thousand square meters. People were bustling to and fro, someone was squatting in the corner as if waiting for someone, and right in front of the hall was something similar to a bar!

Indeed, it strongly resembled the grand lobbies of worldly hotels, even with attendants behind the bar.

"Yo, Brother Rafael is here!" Rafael Case’s stature was indeed not to be scoffed at, as many greeted him as Brother Rafael upon seeing him.

"What, can’t I come here?" The old man retorted as if he’d had gunpowder for breakfast, snapping at anyone he met.

"Of course you can, are you here for alchemy?" asked the man behind the bar with a laugh.

"If I’m not here for alchemy, what else would I be doing here? Hurry up and give me the key to my Pill Room." Rafael Case declared unconcernedly.

"I’m sorry, Brother Rafael, but the Pill Room you usually use has been assigned to forth-generation disciples now."

"What?" Rafael Case’s eyes bulged: "Who decided that? Are they seeking death?"

"It was your master who decided it." the man behind the bar couldn’t help but laugh.

"Uh..." Rafael Case was suddenly at a loss for words, his eyes rolling back. In the Campbell Sect’s Alchemy College, there were many Pill Rooms, and depending on your status and Pill Master level, different Pill Rooms would be assigned.

For example, his master’s generation, being that of second-generation disciples, each had a large, comfortable Pill Room exclusively for their use. Even if they weren’t practicing alchemy, nobody else was allowed inside these Pill Rooms.

As for the third-generation disciples like Rafael Case’s generation, although they did not have private Pill Rooms, his generation was in charge of administration. His fellow disciples had all become various managers, so they also had their own Pill Rooms, which no one dared contest.

Only the forth and fifth-generation disciples lacked private Pill Rooms. Some had access to communal areas, while others took turns using a Pill Room among a dozen or so people.

In the Campbell Sect, no matter what elixir you made, you had to report and hand it over. The Pill Room was not your private domain, and the elixirs you produced were not your private property.

Of course, the big shots were exceptions. Those with independent Pill Rooms -- their brethren, their masters, uncles, and so on -- when they practiced alchemy in their private Pill Rooms, you wouldn’t know what elixirs they produced. Hence, if they embezzled some for themselves, nobody would see, let alone be able to do anything about it.

"So, are there any spare Pill Rooms available?" Rafael Case said, disgruntled.

"None left, it’s the peak season for harvesting herbs, so everyone is rushing to perform alchemy. However, there are a few spots available in the communal Pill Chambers if you’d like to go to a communal one?" the person behind the bar suggested, with a hint of a smile.

"Then I’ll just..." Rafael Case glanced at Yusuf Zuck awkwardly, and then clenched his teeth, "Let’s go then."

"Alright, let me check for you," the man behind the bar took out a register and, after making a show of searching for a while, finally said, "Communal Room 31, Pill Furnace number 3."

"Let’s go." Rafael Case didn’t even say thank you, flinging his sleeve and striding off.

There was a corridor behind the bar, a slanting passage leading upward. It was a stone corridor, and on both sides were stone doors. These doors were sealed tight, hiding whatever lay within.

The passage was as winding as sheep intestines, full of twists and turns. After taking a few corners with Yusuf Zuck, Rafael Case continued upward when, suddenly, a stone door to the right opened and a young man in a gray robe strode out with large steps. He was followed by four or five attendants -- some carrying tea, some with fans, and another holding a food box.

Anyway, this person was accompanied by a life service team.

"Senior Brother Rafael? Long time no see, long time no see!" That person bumped into Rafael Case face to face, then he expressed his surprise with continuous fist salutes.

"Junior Brother Gou, long time no see. Excuse me, excuse me!" Rafael Case didn’t want to speak more than necessary to this person, gave a quick salute with his fists, and continued upward.

"Senior Brother Rafael, wait a moment, where are you going? Above here are all the public Pill Rooms." Junior Brother Gou asked loudly.

"What’s wrong with the public Pill Room? You can make Elixirs there. I’m going to do some Alchemy. Is it any of your business?" Rafael Case continued to be snappy, as if everyone owed him something!

"Of course, Junior Brother has no say in it, but I can follow and watch, right? Hehe, after so many years, your skills must have improved, right?" Junior Brother Gou actually followed, smiling all the way up!

Rafael Case’s face instantly turned the color of a pig’s liver, but he couldn’t make a scene, since the other party hadn’t really obstructed him in any way!

Pill Room No. 31 was reached, also a huge room with ten Pill Furnaces lined up in a row. Some lower-level Pill Masters were operating the Alchemy process, but there were a few seats still empty.

When Rafael Case came in with Yusuf Zuck, no one got up to greet him, because they were all concentrating on their Alchemy.

"This is the one. I’ll refine a batch of ’Tier-Two Spirit’ first. You can just watch from the side." Rafael Case was a bit uncomfortable, because Junior Brother Gou had followed him in and was standing not far behind, watching.

Yusuf Zuck had been silent the whole time and also took a seat beside Rafael Case at the number three Pill Furnace.

Rafael Case began taking out all sorts of medicinal ingredients from his ring. He was already feeling sulky, so he didn’t speak a word, not in a good mood at all!

Just then, a few more people walked into the Pill Room. One of them whispered, "I heard our Senior Brother is going to start concocting? We’ll just be quiet, very quiet..."

Maybe there were too many onlookers, and the cultivators engaged in Alchemy were startled awake, then they all stood up and saluted the people behind them. Rafael Case was completely ignored by them. After the salutes, they sat down and continued their Alchemy.

Rafael Case was already full of anger, and upon being disregarded, it was as if something snapped in him. He suddenly stood up, pointed at those Pill Masters and yelled, "Bloody hell, did you not see me here?"

"Uhh..." Those Pill Masters were instantly shocked and didn’t know how to reply for a moment.

"What’s wrong? Didn’t your sect elders teach you any manners?" Rafael Case walked up to the Disciple at Pill Furnace number four, pointing at the Disciple’s nose, "You don’t recognize me?"

"Pill Master, I’m in the middle of Alchemy." The Disciple’s expression was very vivid. Rafael Case was also known as Lukas Case and Griffin Case. Who in the Alchemy College wouldn’t recognize him? But even the menial servants looked down on him, let alone these formal disciples!

"Concoct your bloody... I’ll educate you on behalf of your Master!"

"Slap slap~" Two solid slaps landed on the Disciple’s face, immediately swelling it up. At the same time, a glint of resentment and murderous intent appeared in the Disciple’s eyes.

"Damn it, you dare glare at me? If I hit you, what can you do about it? If you dare, hit back. If you don’t fight back, it wasn’t your real dad who hit you, it was I who did!" Rafael Case kept slapping, and he was especially brutal!

Although that Disciple was trembling with anger, he dared not fight back!

"And you others, come over for a slap!" Rafael Case was taking advantage of his status to cause trouble. He could hit them without consequences, and those Pill Masters had no choice but to take it.

The other Pill Masters knew better than to suffer in silence and immediately knelt down, shouting, "We greet Pill Master Rafael..."

Rafael Case then sat down with a satisfied look on his face, while those who came for the spectacle all looked contemptuous. Had Rafael Case really fallen so low as to become this shameless?!

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