Alchemy Master

Chapter 1061, Fire Deacon

Translator: Silavin

With the Tree of Life present, the Elf Race’s needs naturally differed from other Races.

For instance, rare items that extended lifespan, which were priceless among other Races, received no particular regard within the Elf Race.

After all, any ordinary brown-haired Elf’s lifespan far exceeded many experts from other Races. Elf Elders possessed lifespans that made countless powerful individuals from other Races sigh in envy.

Long ago, many Elves had enjoyed peculiar novelties. However, throughout these long years, what rare items hadn’t been presented to the Elf Race?

Over time, the Elf Race’s demands grew increasingly particular.

Those suffering most were naturally merchants who relied on trading with the Elf Race. They employed every method, even exhausting their ingenuity, yet struggled to attract attention at the Elf Race’s Merchandise Fair.

“Good thing I prepared those items…”

To contact the Elf Race’s upper echelons through the Merchandise Fair required standing out from the crowd. Thinking of this, Qin Yichen felt fortunate about those items he’d prepared before departing.

According to humanity’s ancient records, the Elf Race was extremely obsessed with a certain type of thing…

The Merchandise Fair was held only once annually within the Elf Race.

Each Merchandise Fair featured merchants from various Races presenting rare items to attract the Elf Race’s attention.

Within the Elf Race, the Merchandise Fair had become an indispensable entertaining event.

The Elves faced prohibitions against casually leaving the Elf Forest. In fact, the vast majority of Elves, due to this decree, never stepped beyond the Elf Forest in their entire lives. Therefore, the Merchandise Fair naturally became an opportunity for countless Elves to glimpse the outside world.

On this day, innumerable Elves would swarm forth, not only Dark Elves, but also numerous High Rank Elves like Light Elves and Fire Elves.

For those merchants, if they could win the favour of these High Rank Elves and fortunately exchange for items that extended their lifespan, this one transaction would be equivalent to striking a lottery!

The Merchandise Fair’s venue lay not far from where Qin Yichen and the others resided.

There, dozens of towering trees intertwined to form an enormous open-air plaza capable of accommodating at least ten thousand people. Verdant greenery surrounded it and standing there immediately refreshed one’s Soul.

This day marked the Merchandise Fair’s opening. The massive plaza teemed with countless Elves.

Qin Yichen had arrived early, bringing Little Ling’er to casually find a spot while waiting for the event to start.

Around them, curious gazes constantly swept over, as though wondering why these two appeared so different.

Before long, the enormous plaza surged with countless heads, roaring voices reaching the sky.

Many merchants had already begun promoting their goods brought from distant lands, eliciting waves of astonished exclamations.

However, Qin Yichen felt no urgency to present his prepared items. Even Mei Ler had not yet appeared. Clearly, the Merchandise Fair had not reached its climax. This was merely the initial opening.

Indeed, approximately one hour later, that skyward clamour suddenly fell eerily silent.

Beneath countless watching gazes, numerous Elves with variously coloured hair appeared in the plaza’s central region.

Their appearance immediately brightened numerous merchants’ eyes.

They differed from the Dark Elves. These were High Rank Elves! Only trading with them could yield what they most needed.

However, many merchants merely glanced enviously before sighing lightly and continuing to quietly promote their goods.

These High Rank Elves possessed extremely discerning tastes. Without sufficiently rare and precious items, they simply would not be able to attract their attention. Approaching rashly would only invite humiliation.

They showed those from Foreign Races no mercy whatsoever. Each year, countless confident merchants were humiliated beyond endurance, never daring to return to the Elf Forest.

In the central region of the plaza, various delicacies and fresh fruits were arranged neatly, with beautiful Elf attendants serving nearby.

“The Fire Deacon has arrived!”

Upon hearing this announcement, even those High Rank Elves simultaneously rose in respectful greeting.

Subsequently, an Elf appearing roughly equivalent to a fifty or sixty-year-old Human walked forth. His crimson hair resembled burning flames. With his arrival, the ambient temperature seemed to rise noticeably.

The Fire Deacon was an Elder-level existence within the Fire Elf Clan who possessed considerable status even within the Elf Race.

This old man not only possessed fiery red hair but wore completely crimson robes. Even his features differed from other Fire Elves, flushed red like a crimson apple.

[He’s strong!] Upon seeing this small old man, Qin Yichen’s eyes narrowed slightly. From the latter’s presence, he sensed danger. Clearly, this old man was not as harmless as he appeared to be.

However, rather than worry, a slight smile curved Qin Yichen’s lips.

After all, he had not come to cause trouble for the Elf Race, but to contact their upper echelons. This old man clearly wielded considerable authority. Most critically, seeing him put Qin Yichen’s heart greatly at ease.

Judging purely by appearance, this old man would definitely be unable to refuse what he had prepared!

“Greetings, Fire Deacon.”

Numerous Elves offered respectful greetings to the old man.

“Today’s assembly rarely gathers everyone together. No need for excessive formality, feel free to relax.” He waved dismissively, speaking casually before nodding towards a nearby youth.

“Merchants from various Races, you may now present your rare items.” Immediately, the Fire Elf Clan youth beside the old man understood, stepping forward two paces to announce loudly.

“Sir, please examine this item. Over a dozen Martial Ancestors from my Clan expended tremendous effort to retrieve this treasure from the Eastern Sea.”

The Fire Elf Clan youth’s words had barely fallen when a merchant stepped forward eagerly, presenting his item.

“Oh? A Luminous Pearl? My chamber contains one ten times larger than this.” The old man glanced at the merchant’s offering and said indifferently.

Hearing this, the merchant’s expression grew awkward. Fortunately, several High Rank Elf women nearby brightened. After the little old man’s rejection, they beckoned him over.

Witnessing this, many merchants’ eyes gleamed. One by one, they orderly presented their items. However, not every merchant proved as fortunate as the first.

Among a mere dozen merchants, more than half received rebukes from High Rank Elves before being dragged away by other Elves beneath everyone’s astonished gazes.