Chapter 1061: Chapter 1061: Finley Yellow
Three middle-aged n, without exception, were all blasted away by the force sweeping out from Wyatt Barnes.
"Wow!!"
"Wow!!"
...
Imdiately after, the three of them were simultaneously injured by Wyatt’s power, their faces turning red as they spat out several mouthfuls of congealed blood.
Once they caught their breath, the look they gave Wyatt, aside from anger, was also mixed with a touch of fear and wariness.
They had never imagined.
This purple-clothed young man, who appeared to be only in his twenties, actually possessed such terrifying strength!
To blast them away and wound them happened in the blink of an eye, they didn’t even have ti to react.
The power of heaven and earth above the void didn’t have ti to be invoked, let alone to converge into any celestial phenona.
They knew.
This young man’s strength far exceeded their own!
"You have three breaths of ti to disappear from my sight... otherwise, death!"
Wyatt Barnes’s voice was cold as ice, spoken indifferently.
Suddenly, the three middle-aged n’s complexions drastically changed, and they hurriedly turned to flee, quickly disappearing into the buildings ahead, which was the residence of the ’Northumberland Gagnon Family’.
Clearly, they were also here for the ’Alchemist Competition’ held by the Gagnon Family of Northumberland.
"Huff!"
After the three had left, Wyatt Barnes’ body trembled imperceptibly, and he couldn’t help but sigh with relief.
In that last mont, he had even felt an impulse to kill those three middle-aged n—a flare-up of aftereffects left by the Demon Sealing Monunt, which he forcefully suppressed at the critical mont.
Now, seeing what had just happened, the crowd dared not approach Wyatt anymore, let alone attempt to observe Winnie Roro lying inside the ice coffin.
"Fill Bear, let’s move on."
Wyatt Barnes called out to Fill Bear, carried the ice coffin with him, and made his way toward the cluster of buildings ahead, following the flow of people into the broad area to the west of the buildings.
This expansive area was divided into two zones.
One zone was close to a row of majestic palatial structures.
The other zone was an open field on the outskirts, with a scattering of individuals standing around.
Including Wyatt Barnes, and those who had landed on the outskirts, eight or nine out of ten stood in the outer field.
Wyatt Barnes noticed.
In the zone near the palatial buildings, rows of tables were set up, forming a continuous line.
On each table, identical dicinal ingredients were placed.
"The ’Alchemist Competition’ must be taking place right here."
This, Wyatt Barnes could easily discern.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, as if sensing sothing, Wyatt Barnes slightly turned his head to look towards a nearby spot.
There, the three middle-aged n were watching him.
As he looked over, the three middle-aged n quickly diverted their gaze.
But in that fleeting mont, he saw the anger and hatred brimming in their eyes.
The three middle-aged n, Wyatt Barnes was not unfamiliar with, were the very sa three people he had injured outside earlier.
After only a glance at the three, Wyatt Barnes withdrew his gaze.
To him, three Martial Daoists from the First and Second Layers of the Transforming Void Realm posed no threat.
At a distance, after the three middle-aged n withdrew their gazes from Wyatt Barnes, they exchanged glances and could see the shock and wariness in each other’s eyes.
"He’s also here to participate in the ’Alchemist Competition’?"
One of them slowly spoke, his voice tinged with suppressed rage.
"It seems so."
Another nodded.
"Does that an he’s human, not a ’demon’?"
The last one furrowed his brows.
Initially, after witnessing the strength of the purple-clothed youth, he had assud the other party was a demon.
Only because the other party seed too young!
A youth looking to be in his twenties with strength far surpassing their own, his cultivation likely above the Fourth Layer of Transforming Void Realm.
Even among the Yez and Gagnon families of Northumberland, who focused on Martial Dao training, not one of their most outstanding young warriors possessed such horrifying talent.
The Yez and Gagnon families, with over half of their mbers focusing on the paths of Artifact Refining and Alchemy, respectively.
The remainder, limited by their talents and unable to beco Artifact Refiners or alchemists, could only focus on improving their Martial Dao to protect their respective families.
The Yez and Gagnon families were in essence families of Artifact Refiners and alchemists, with legacies spanning ten thousand years and cultivation resources rivaling those of first-rate powers.
Therefore, the descendants of the Yez and Gagnon families who dedicated themselves to Martial Dao, cultivated under such imnse resources, naturally beca formidable in their own right.
"If he truly ca to participate in the ’Alchemist Competition’... then he must be human. Demons almost never beco alchemists! That is an iron law on the Cloud Skies Continent."
The three middle-aged n exchanged looks again, each reading the surprise in the others’ eyes.
Such a young man possessing a level of cultivation far superior to theirs had already stunned them beyond words.
Now, realizing he was likely an alchemist like themselves, here for the ’Alchemist Competition,’
they couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of shock, their emotions churning tumultuously, struggling to settle.
"Perhaps he ca with the middle-aged man by his side."
No matter what, the three of them couldn’t bring themselves to believe that Wyatt Barnes was here to participate in the ’Alchemist Competition.’ Soon, one of them speculated.
"That’s possible."
The other two nodded in agreent, hoping it was indeed the case.
After all, their previous guess, in their view, was too far-fetched, almost impossible.
"Logan Bright, didn’t you say that one of the judges of the ’Alchemist Competition’ hosted by the Gagnon Family of Northumberland is your cousin?"
Suddenly, one middle-aged man looked at another middle-aged man in green with a bright-eyed look, "Otherwise, you could give your cousin a heads up... to directly eliminate the ’alchemist’ who ca with that guy?"
Towards the end, he looked at the middle-aged man standing behind the distant youth in purple, a cold smile faintly appearing at the corner of his mouth.
The one targeted, of course, was the ’Fill Bear’ beside Wyatt Barnes.
Now, he assud that Wyatt was just accompanying Fill Bear to the ’Alchemist Competition,’ thinking Fill Bear was the actual alchemist.
"Yeah, Logan Bright, with just a word from your cousin, they’ll have to pack up and leave imdiately!"
Another middle-aged man also looked at the one in green, his face full of anticipation.
"Don’t worry. Once my cousin cos out, I’ll tell him... That guy dared to hurt , so I’ll make sure the person who ca with him won’t even have the qualification to participate in the ’Alchemist Competition’ preliminaries!"
The man in green squinted confidently.
Following that, the three laughed, their laughter filled with smugness.
The scheming of the three was naturally unknown to Wyatt Barnes.
Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.
"I wonder if there are any ’Grade One alchemists’ in the current generation of the Gagnon Family."
Wyatt Barnes pondered, quite curious about this matter.
Subsequently, his peripheral vision caught a middle-aged man not far away, and he turned with a smile to speak, "Excuse , brother, I’d like to inquire about sothing."
"Please go ahead."
The middle-aged man had already noticed Wyatt Barnes; the ice coffin floating beside Wyatt was too eye-catching to ignore.
"I’ve only recently arrived in the Northumberland area, aware that the ’Gagnon Family’ is one of the two strongest forces there, and that the Gagnon family history has seen over a dozen ’Grade One alchemists.’"
Looking directly at the middle-aged man, Wyatt Barnes cut to the chase, "I’m just not sure whether there are ’Grade One alchemists’ in the current generation of the Gagnon Family?"
"No."
The middle-aged man thought Wyatt Barnes would ask him sothing more substantial, but shook his head in response to such a simple question, "There are no ’Grade One alchemists’ in the current Gagnon family... even the last ’Grade One alchemist’ from the Gagnon family dates back nine hundred years."
"I see."
Wyatt Barnes nodded in understanding, then smiled slightly at the man, "Thank you for your guidance, brother."
"You’re welco, brother."
The middle-aged man returned the smile, his gaze then falling on the suspended ice coffin beside Wyatt, and he asked with so curiosity, "Brother, may I ask about the woman inside this ice coffin..."
"She is my woman..."
Before the man could finish, Wyatt Barnes looked toward the woman inside the ice coffin, Winnie Roro, his voice soft and tender.
Almost at the sa ti, wholly focused on Winnie’s stunning face, Wyatt didn’t notice that right as he finished talking, her right hand slightly moved.
The motion was subtle, and it quickly returned to stillness.
All of this went unnoticed not just by Wyatt, but by everyone present, including Fill Bear.
Lying inside the ice coffin, Winnie Roro had seemingly just responded to Wyatt Barnes’s words.
"Brother, you are indeed fortunate."
The middle-aged man had by now also clearly seen the peerless beauty of Winnie Roro lying in the ice coffin and spoke enviously.
Wyatt Barnes politely returned the smile.
"My na is Finley Yellow, may I have your na, brother?"
The middle-aged man inquired.
"Wyatt Barnes."
Wyatt Barnes replied.
"What a good na!"
Finley Yellow did not skimp on his praise, and then he turned to Fill Bear, "And what should I call this gentleman?"
"My na is Fill Bear."
Fill Bear nodded at Finley Yellow.
"Are Elder Brother Wyatt and Brother Fill Bear also participating in the ’Alchemist Competition’?"
Finley Yellow then asked.
"I’m not an alchemist."
Fill Bear shook his head.
"That ans Brother Fill Bear is accompanying Elder Brother Wyatt to participate in the ’Alchemist Competition.’ Elder Brother Wyatt, you are truly accomplished at such a young age, to be a ’Sixth-tier alchemist’ already. Your future is bound to be limitless," praised Finley Yellow. "With your talent of becoming a ’Sixth-tier alchemist’ at such a young age, joining the Gagnon Family as an adopted mber is almost a certainty."
The minimum requirent to participate in the ’Alchemist Competition’ was to be a Sixth-tier alchemist.
Therefore, Finley Yellow speculated that Wyatt Barnes must be a Sixth-tier alchemist.
As for higher-level alchemists, he didn’t dare to ponder that.
That Wyatt Barnes could beco a Sixth-tier alchemist at such a young age was already deeply astonishing to him.
Such an alchemical talent was indeed monstrous.
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