Chapter 1789

Someone from Alpha Sect sighed. "We're going to lose this time." "Arnold is amazing. It's a hopeless case for us." "I didn't expect him to be successful on the first try. He's so lucky." Many people shook their heads and sighed. They must admit that Arnold's alchemy skills were superior. Confident of winning, Arnold turned to Sebastian, who was still refining, and mocked, "Sebastian, you can save your effort and just admit defeat. Do you think you can beat me by using useless ingredients? That's just silly talk!" "Aren't you rejoicing too early?" Sebastian took a glance at the pill Arnold had refined, and a look of disdain washed over his face as he said indifferently, "Is that a three-striped pill? Can you call that a pill? It's trash!" His words sent Arnold into a fit of fury. The veins on his forehead popped, and he almost poked his finger into Sebastian's nose, bellowing, "You're bragging. Look carefully, this is a seventh-grade Spirit Boost Pill. Even when it's only three-striped, it's still precious and rare, you ignorant fool!" The apprentices from Feuer Sect exploded like a barrel of ignited gunpowder and started shouting angrily, "This guy can't accept his defeat and is causing trouble on purpose." "He's the one who is incapable and then tries to tarnish Arnold's name. That's despicable." Even the people from Alpha Sect were booing. "Sebastian has gone overboard. What an embarrassment! That's a seventh-grade pill. Not to mention three-striped, it's amazing even if it's only having one stripe." Another person snorted. "I thought he's going to make us proud, but he's just fooling around. What a disappointment he is." Jovi flushed brightly in anger and yelled, "Sebastian, stop acting like a maniac and shut up!" Furious, Raphael stomped his feet and chided loudly, "Sebastian, did you lose your mind? Stop spouting nonsense at a time like this!" Still, Sebastian remained unfazed. Looking at everyone coldly, he retorted in a booming voice, "Shut up! You bunch of ignorant fools know nothing!" Just then, Sebastian's alchemy pot made a violent move, and a thick, medicinal aroma drifted into the air. Everyone's eyes were drawn by the unexpected turn of events and turned to Sebastian's pot. The corners of Sebastian's lips turned upward into a confident, composed smile, and he said loudly, "Keep your eyes peeled and take a good look!" With a wave of his hand, the alchemy pot lid flung open, and a shimmering Spirit Boost Pill slowly ascended. Eight stripes could be clearly seen on the pill, and the color of the pill was smooth. It had a sparkling luster and was way better than the pill Arnold refined. The apprentices from Alpha Sect were first flabbergasted before breaking into a thunderous cheer. "Goodness, that's a Spirit Boost Pill with eight stripes! Sebastian is simply spectacular!" On the other hand, the people from Feuer Sect gawked with widened eyes, disbelief all over their faces. Arnold's face was as white as a sheet. His eyes were the size of golf balls and bloodshot, and his lips were trembling, just like his body. "T-This is impossible," he muttered. Eldridge smiled in approval and praised, "Well done, Sebastian. You didn't disappoint me!" Even Raphael set aside his doubtful attitude and exclaimed in excitement, "Such superior alchemy skills are an eye-opener for us!" Looking at the pill in his hand, Sebastian sulked, "It's horrible that it's not a nine-striped pill. This is a failure." Upon hearing this, Arnold felt his blood surging to his chest rapidly. With a loud splutter, blood spewed out of his mouth. Then, his vision turned black, and he fell backward, passing out on the spot. The apprentices of Alpha Sect said, "Sebastian, aren't you happy with this result? Your expectations are too high!" "This is already an unparalleled pill. Don't be so humble, Sebastian." Members of Feuer Sect were mad and helpless, looking livid, but there was nothing they could say.