Legend of Wyatt Nove Chapter 1072: The Knack

Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: The Knack

As the alchemist voiced his doubt to Wyatt Barnes, a wave of astonishnt swept across the room.

Could soone actually dare to question a Grade One Alchemy Master?

Including Fill Bear, everyone’s gaze swiftly shifted to Wyatt, and then to the seemingly identical Pill dicine on the table in front of the two alchemists.

"The Pill dicine he made has indeed a higher purity.... Why did Elder Barnes eliminate him and let the other advance?"

A group of competing alchemists were deeply puzzled.

"What’s going on?"

Now, it wasn’t just them— even the mbers of the Gagnon Family, led by the family head Randy Gagnon, looked puzzled and perplexed.

Among them, so were not alchemists, but being part of an alchemist family, even if they weren’t alchemists themselves, they could still discern the purity levels of Pill dicine.

They could see it.

The Pill dicine created by the alchemist who questioned Wyatt did indeed have a higher purity.

"Elder Barnes, in terms of Pill dicine ’purity,’ I truly am not his equal."

The alchemist whom Wyatt had permitted to advance now also looked at Wyatt with a wry smile, showing a great deal of self-awareness as he spoke.

His words made the doubting alchemist even more smug, "Elder Barnes, I know you are a Grade One alchemist, and in terms of Alchemy, I am far inferior to you.... but your judgnt seems..."

"Seems what?!"

Before the alchemist could finish, Wyatt interrupted him, glancing at him faintly, "You think just because the ’purity’ of the Pill dicine you produced is high, in terms of Alchemy, you are better than him?"

"Or perhaps... the ’Alchemist Competition’ hosted by the Gagnon Family is just about Pill dicine purity and not about Alchemy skill?"

Towards the end, Wyatt glanced over at Randy Gagnon and the rest of the Gagnon mbers, clearly posing a question to them.

"For making the sa Pill dicine, naturally, ’purity’ is used to judge the Alchemy skill.... Otherwise, what else can determine it?"

The interrupted alchemist asserted as a matter of course.

"Do you all feel the sa way?"

Wyatt’s gaze moved over the group of competing alchemists nearby, then shifted to the group from the Gagnon family.

Soon, he received an answer.

Both the group of competing alchemists and the Gagnon group nodded, clearly agreeing.

"If Elder Barnes has another way to judge the ’Alchemy skill,’ we are quite interested to know.... Perhaps, Elder Barnes can bring us a surprise."

Randy Gagnon spoke in a loud voice.

He said this because he saw confidence and intrepidity brimming from Wyatt’s eyes, and subconsciously, he believed Wyatt had another thod to judge the level of Alchemy.

Following Randy’s words, Wyatt beca the focus of everyone’s attention.

"Young Master."

Even Fill Bear was now looking at Wyatt expectantly.

He believed the Young Master would certainly have a way.

"It seems, today I need to give you all a good lesson."

Wyatt withdrew his gaze from the surroundings, speaking faintly.

If soone else had said this, the mont the words left their mouth, they would probably have been torn to shreds.

However, coming from Wyatt, while it made them sowhat reluctant to believe, they were also sowhat expectant of what Wyatt would say next.

But, they soon realized Wyatt had no intention of explaining right away.

"You two, recreate the sa Pill dicine as before.... This ti, I will teach you a ’small trick’! This small trick can sowhat enhance the purity of the Pill dicine you produce."

Wyatt looked at the two alchemists beside him again, speaking faintly.

"When you are making the Pill dicine later..."

Then, Wyatt unabashedly stated his ’small trick’ there and then.

His words clearly reached everyone’s ears, as though he wasn’t worried about revealing this trick in such a public setting.

"Place a palm on the dicine tripod, and as the Pill dicine erges, let the ’red fla’ from the palm create a barrier for the Pill dicine to pass through?"

This was the trick revealed by Wyatt.

To Wyatt, this trick was nothing out of the ordinary, yet for the other alchemists, it was extrely novel.

"Alright! I’ll recreate according to the trick you ntioned, Elder Barnes.... This ti, if the purity of the Pill dicine I produce surpasses his again, what would you say, Elder Barnes?"

The unconvinced alchemist looked at Wyatt and asked.

"If you can still outdo him, he will be eliminated, and you will advance."

Wyatt said nonchalantly, his gaze as calm as ever, as if he didn’t believe at all that the alchemist could win over the other.

"Elder Barnes, do you have such confidence in ?"

The other alchemist’s heart trembled greatly and in an instant, his face beca extrely solemn and earnest.

Then, taking a deep breath, he earnestly said to Wyatt, "Elder Barnes, I won’t disappoint you."

"Don’t be nervous, just maintain your previous level... Of course, rember to use the ’small trick’ I just ntioned! Although the increase in purity isn’t huge, it’s not insignificant either, and varies from person to person."

Wyatt spoke.

"Yes."

The alchemist nodded seriously.

"Begin."

Wyatt said.

For a mont, the two alchemists beca spirited, each beginning their Alchemy process.

This ti, their Alchemy process was the focus of the entire venue, increasing their pressure while also driving them to outperform each other and advance.

As long as he advanced, he would be able to join the Gagnon Family, becoming an external mber of the family!

Ti quietly elapsed.

An hour passed quickly.

Snap!

The alchemist who had previously concocted Pill dicine with a lower purity was the first to finish, pressing a palm on the dicine tripod, causing the shaped Pill dicine to fly out.

During this process, he always rembered the small trick Wyatt Barnes had just ntioned, expelling red fla from his palm to form a barrier covering the pill exit.

Swoosh!

A Pill dicine shot out, passing through the red fla above the pill exit, and he finally caught it in his hand.

Pill ready!

Snap!

This ti, the alchemist who previously concocted Pill dicine of a higher purity and who did not accept Wyatt’s judgnt finished and released his pill.

Two identical Pill dicines appeared.

However, when the two alchemists glanced at the Pill dicine in their hands and then at the ’Pill dicine’ in the other’s open palm, their pupils shrank simultaneously, and an inexplicable horror appeared on their faces.

"How is this possible? No... This can’t be!!"

The previous dissatisfied alchemist turned pale, shaking his head repeatedly, unwilling to believe that everything before his eyes was real.

All of this was because he found that the ’purity’ of the Pill dicine in his hand had only increased by less than 5% compared to earlier.

And the ’purity’ of his opponent’s Pill dicine had increased by nearly 10%!

Nearly 10%!

What did that imply?

He was completely outperford!

"It’s miraculous!"

The other alchemist’s eyes lit up, his face showing disbelief, feeling that everything happening before him was beyond comprehension.

Using the sa small trick, he managed to increase the purity of the Pill dicine by nearly 10%!

Whereas, the Pill dicine concocted by his opponent only increased by less than 5%.

"It’s impossible! You must have taught him another trick, it must be so!"

The forr pointed at Wyatt, speaking with reluctance.

"Did I teach him another trick?"

Hearing this, Wyatt laughed, laughed unexpectedly, and that laugh gradually turned into a cold smirk, "Do you want the other alchemists to try it too?"

Eventually, other alchemists who had advanced to the semi-finals and had not been eliminated began to use the small trick taught by Wyatt for their alchemy.

After they successfully concocted their Pill dicines, they discovered sothing bizarre.

So of these alchemists barely improved the ’purity’ of their Pill dicines by less than half a percent, while others increased it by more than 10%!

"Now... Do you still think I taught him another trick?"

Wyatt looked at the resentful alchemist, his tone calm and devoid of any emotion.

The latter turned pale, but for the mont, said nothing more.

He knew he had overthought.

"Why?"

However, as ti passed, this alchemist still felt unsatisfied and sternly asked Wyatt.

Wyatt clearly understood what the alchemist wanted to ask.

Even including the Gagnon family head and other mbers of the Gagnon family, along with the other surrounding alchemists, all looked at him with puzzled expressions.

Clearly, they also wanted to know the answer.

"It’s because of ’red fla’!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wyatt provided his response.

It must be said, his answer was beyond everyone’s expectations.

"The problem lies in the ’red fla’?"

"No! I am a Grade Five alchemist, producing ’Grade Five Red Fla’... but the Pill dicine I concocted through that small trick only improved its purity by less than 5%!"

"Although I’m only a Grade Six alchemist, producing inferior red fla compared to you... I managed to increase the purity of the Pill dicine by a whole 10% using that small trick."

"What’s going on here?"

...

The group of alchemists was deeply perplexed.

So Grade Six alchemists achieved a greater improvent in the ’purity’ of their Pill dicines compared to so Grade Five alchemists.

So Grade Six alchemists, however, didn’t match up to the Grade Five alchemists.

"It isn’t due to the grade of the red fla but the inherent purity of the red fla... Oftentis, alchemists who rush their Alchemy tend to produce coarser, lower purity red fla."

"Whereas, those who are thodical and steady produce finer red flas with extrely high purity."

"Using the small trick I ntioned earlier, the forr can elevate the purity of the Pill dicine to another level... the latter, however, falls a bit short."

Facing a crowd of curious onlookers, Wyatt explained gently.

Imdiately, the room fell into a dead silence, and everyone began to reflect.

"Elder Barnes truly deserves his title as ’Grade One Alchemist’! To even uncover such a small trick."

Many people, upon realizing this, sighed in admiration.