Alchemy Master

Chapter 669, The Long Wait

Translator: Silavin

“Young man, did you fly too fast just now and suffer a stroke to the brain?” Qin Yichen narrowed his eyes, carrying a trace of amusement, his voice somewhat cold as he spoke casually.

“Bastard, who are you calling—” Hearing Qin Yichen’s words, the young man’s face turned furious.

“You. What about it?” Qin Yichen stepped forward, the corner of his mouth curling into an almost imperceptible mocking smile. Someone merely at the Spiritual Flow Realm truly had no qualifications to act arrogantly before him.

After Qin Yichen’s words fell, before that young man could erupt in anger, a powerful Spiritual Energy pressure emanated outward.

“Peak Spiritual Rupture Realm!?” Feeling this pressure from Spiritual Energy, the young man’s expression changed dramatically.

Of these three people before him, only the middle one appeared slightly older, but he absolutely would not exceed twenty years of age.

Yet, at barely eighteen or nineteen years old, he possessed Peak Spiritual Rupture Realm Spiritual Energy. This was truly beyond his expectations. Such talent, even within the Mo Clan, could be considered top-tier!

“What’s this? Is this your Mo Clan’s way of treating guests?” Qin Yichen had no intention of excessive communication with such trash. After intimidating him a little, he restrained his Spiritual Energy.

Sure enough, upon realising that these people’s cultivation realms were no lower than his own, and he could not even discern their depths, the young man ceased making things difficult for Qin Yichen.

Those who could enter the Mo Clan’s secret territory naturally had permission. His harassment was merely the Mo Clan’s arrogant display toward non-Clan members.

*Hmph!* After a cold snort, the young man did not continue arguing with the three. He directly descended to the ground below.

The appearance of the three did not attract much attention. The occasional glance or two carried colours of disdain.

[The Mo Clan sure is arrogant…] Watching those gazes filled with pride and contempt, Qin Yichen could not help but shake his head inwardly. This Mo Clan was truly too closed-off and arrogant.

Gongshu Zhiyi and Lu Xiaoguan were also somewhat displeased by these strange looks, though they understood completely. After all, their own Clansmen behaved much the same way.

This arrogance stemmed from the pride inherent in being Lu Ban’s Descendants!

Following the young man’s descent, the three landed before the gates of this massive city. However, these gates had no guards, not even a single protective Puppet.

Following the young man’s lead, the three walked directly inside.

What left them somewhat astonished was that this city, which appeared tremendously vast, revealed only scattered individuals during their walk, as if sparsely populated.

After walking for several minutes, arriving before a building, the young man’s steps halted.

“You three, stay inside for now and don’t randomly wander around!”

The young man pointed at the building and spoke. Without caring about their attitudes, he hurried away.

“How rude!” Gongshu Zhiyi pouted her small mouth, dissatisfaction written across her face. Lu Xiaoguan also wore an expression of anger.

Finally, it was Qin Yichen who spoke, and only then did they enter together.

However, what left Qin Yichen extremely speechless was that after waiting a full hour, no one had come to attend to them.

At this point, Gongshu Zhiyi and Lu Xiaoguan could no longer endure it.

“They’re deliberately leaving us hanging here!”

Lu Xiaoguan’s face was full of rage. As the Son of the Lu Clan’s Patriarch, being treated this way, even if the perpetrators were the Mo Clan, was unacceptable to him.

“Brother Yichen, how long must we wait?”

Gongshu Zhiyi wore a bitter expression, clearly unhappy.

“Perhaps the Mo Clan has some urgent matters. Haven’t you noticed how rarely we’ve seen people on the streets?” Qin Yichen shook his head, speaking indifferently. “Let’s wait a bit longer.”

Under Qin Yichen’s consolation, the three waited another half hour. Still, no one came to see them. Not even a servant bringing food or drink!

“I can’t take it anymore!” Lu Xiaoguan slammed the table and stood up angrily. After speaking to Qin Yichen, he headed directly toward the door.

Gongshu Zhiyi looked pitifully at Qin Yichen. The playful girl was not accustomed to staying in one place for so long.

“Fine, let’s go. Since they won’t come find us, we’ll take the initiative.” Qin Yichen took a deep breath. Even clay figures would break apart if left unattended after a long time. Being subjected to various contempt and neglect, he too harboured some anger.

Moreover, no matter how one looked at it, the Mo Clan was merely one branch among Lu Ban’s Descendants. Though the Mo Clan considered themselves the Lu Ban Sect’s rightful leaders, he was the truly legitimate Lu Ban Sect Master!

If worst came to worst, he could go all out and reveal the Master Craftsman’s Hammer. No matter how powerful the Mo Clan was, would they dare openly defy the bearer of the Master Craftsman’s Hammer, with the Young Master and Young Mistress of the Lu Clan and Gongshu Clan?

The three walked again through the ancient city’s streets. Only now did they discover that the originally sparse human figures had completely vanished!

“What’s happening?” Qin Yichen frowned, puzzled.

Just as he pondered this, from the far distance came tremendous clamorous sounds. Even from this great distance, the din of human voices was audible.

“Brother Yichen, it seems lively over there!”

Gongshu Zhiyi’s beautiful eyes flashed with delighted surprise as she pointed toward the centre of this massive city.

“Let’s go.” Qin Yichen nodded, taking the lead toward the source of the sounds.

After walking for roughly a quarter-hour, passing through a street, a mass of indistinct black figures appeared in their vision.

“Indeed, some event has gathered everyone here.”

Seeing this scene, Qin Yichen actually felt relieved. At least in his heart, he could barely find a passable excuse for being neglected.

“Halt! Who are you people!” Just as the three approached the dense crowd in the distance, several guards wearing black armour suddenly blocked their path.

Lu Xiaoguan waved the token representing the Lu Clan, his anger making him unwilling to waste words with these people.

“Hmph, so you’re just Lu Clan members? During the great competition, no outsiders may enter!”

However, contrary to Lu Xiaoguan’s expectations, these guard-dressed men showed no intention of stepping aside.

“Get lost!” At this moment, Lu Xiaoguan finally could not restrain his inner fury. Several guards without Crafting talent dared obstruct him. This was simply intolerable!

“Seize them!” Just as Lu Xiaoguan’s words finished, among the opposing guards, one resembling a leader shouted.

“Yes!” Hearing his roar, those Mo Clan guards in armour showed no hesitation. With Yuan Energy surging, their auras firmly locked onto the three.