While Karsha shocked the Sect Elders with his intelligence and wealth, the third prince of the Drono Kingdom was fuming with anger, breaking pieces of furniture inside his royal bedroom. The humiliation he had endured from Karsha was unbearable. In front of everyone, Karsha—a nobody—had humiliated him.
It wasn't just him who had been humiliated. Vance had it even worse. He wasn't rely embarrassed; his balls had been broken, and he now risked losing his position as the future family head. After all, a ball-less heir is no heir at all. Karsha had caused hundreds of young geniuses to see him as a mortal enemy, just as he had hoped.
But while most of them returned to their sects and clans like obedient children, the third prince didn't take the humiliation well. His room was now filled with broken chairs, tables, and lamps. His fury had driven him to go berserk, even injuring so of his guards.
"My Prince, take it easy. We can get back at that brat anyti, but for now, you're causing a scene. If His Majesty hears about this, you'll be in trouble," one of the guards said, holding his nose, which was bleeding. Had the prince not been so furious, he might have laughed at the sound of the guard's voice.
"I want his head!" Prince Mixxel shouted, his voice echoing through the room. He was supposed to be at the Royal Drono Sect with the rest of his siblings, but due to his obsession with a Fairy, he had been humiliated by a no-na sect disciple.
He not only stole the heart of his one true love, but he is also more handso than him.
Rembering that handso face, the striking, shimring red hair, and the enchanting smile, the prince couldn't help but burst out in rage. His eyes burned with fury, his murderous aura filling the large room. In his current state, he resembled a berserker bandit more than a dignified prince.
"I want him dead. Take your n, cut him down, and bring his head!" he commanded.
"My Prince, I don't think that is wise—"
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A slap landed on the face of the guard who had spoken. "Who are you to tell what is wise? Do as I say—take your n and go kill that bastard!" he raged, causing the guard to feel a chill run down his spine.
"Listen to your guard, Prince. Acting impulsively like this won't yield any good results," a voice called from outside the room, followed by the appearance of a man in his mid-40s. His aura was calm but powerful, the kind only a Sage could emit.
"General Unix, what are you doing here?" The prince beca sowhat calr upon seeing the man approach. The other guards imdiately stood at attention as the general entered the room.
"I ca to make sure you didn't do anything stupid. Have you forgotten you are a prince? Act like one," the man scolded, making the prince montarily swallow his fury.
"What am I supposed to do then? That bastard insulted my dignity! I need revenge, and the only way I'll be satisfied is by seeing his head in a sack!" Prince Mixxel raged.
"And you think throwing tantrums will help? Pull yourself together and think before you make a mistake you'll regret for the rest of your life." General Unix spoke, but there was a mysterious tone to his voice that only the prince seed to understand.
"Everyone, leave and close the door behind you," Prince Mixxel commanded, sending everyone away, leaving only him and the general in the room.
"I can't let this go. I need payback, and since General Unix is here, I suppose you have a way," Prince Mixxel said, sounding calr and more calculating now.
"I do, in fact, have a way, but that will depend on the level of your intelligence." The prince smiled at those words. The fact that his favorite general was now around ant they were about to cook up sothing that would make Karsha regret his decision to steal his woman and humiliate him.
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The general was his chief guard and partner in cri. Whenever Prince Mixxel needed sothing done discreetly, he always sought out the general's expertise. So now that Karsha had ignited his fury, he once more called upon the one person who could help him.
Karsha might be protected now, but with these two plotting their revenge, he's bound to face so difficult days ahead.
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While the two were plotting their sche, a pale but furious Vance was in his room, fuming with rage. He had been humiliated yet again, and this ti, he had even been injured. News of Vance getting his balls kicked by a Grandmaster stage expert had already started spreading throughout the city and the entire kingdom.
Vance was well known due to his family's influence and his arrogance. Many feared him, and for years he had basked in that glory, but everything changed when he crossed paths with Karsha. He had first been humiliated at the Sunlight Pavilion and then once again at the Alchemy Guild.
These two incidents had knocked down his popularity, and although no one dared to say it to his face, they all laughed at him behind his back. He had beco a laughingstock. Over the past two weeks, he had started to regain so face, only for it to be shattered once more by Karsha.
He had finally reached his breaking point, and just like the third prince, he began destroying things in his room. However, unlike the third prince, Vance and his great family were a shaless lot. When his father heard of the humiliation his son had suffered, his fury ignited as well, and he imdiately ordered his n to kill Karsha.
But since they couldn't enter the sect, they decided to lie in wait for him outside. Unfortunately for them, they picked the wrong hideout, because the mont they arrived, soone was already there. They didn't even have ti to scream.
Right now, more than 50 people wanted Karsha dead, but only a few had taken action. They wouldn't stop until the one who had humiliated their masters was dealt with. They all admired Fairy June, and as ridiculous as it seed, they each hoped she would forget that only one person could win her heart.
So, despite their differences, now that they had a common enemy, they were willing to band together to kill Karsha before returning to their rivalries.
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In a flash, a day had passed since Karsha returned from the island. His na had now spread throughout Sunlight City and even to so neighboring cities. Many geniuses wanted his head, and the Varon Great Family shared that sa goal. Even Hugh, Vance's father, had already made his move, along with several other powerhouses.
Karsha, however, remained oblivious to all of these sches. His focus was solely on curing his mother-in-law as quickly as possible. After adding yet another Tier 9 core— which, of course, shocked everyone— June's mother finally regained enough energy to manually circulate it through her body.
With the pill Karsha had given her, she was able to suppress the venom and was finally able to hold those she cared about.
June had been in her embrace for the past hour, not wanting to let go. Naturally, Karsha wasn't jealous— he only wished he could get the sa treatnt. But since that wasn't likely, he turned his attention to learning more about the Alchemy Guild.
It appeared that the Alchemy Guild in Sunlight City was just a branch of the main Alchemy Guild in the Drono Kingdom. From what he had heard, Master Artemis, despite his revered status in Sunlight City, was insignificant compared to the rare geniuses at the headquarters.
There were 12 cities and nurous villages in the Drono Kingdom, each with its own alchemy guild. But according to Master Artemis, the Sunlight City branch was the weakest and poorest of them all.
Many genius alchemists could concoct far better pills than those in the Sunlight Alchemy Guild. This, of course, made Karsha more than happy. If what Master Artemis said was true— and it was— Karsha realized his plan to make the guild his pawn would be easier than he had anticipated. Although he wouldn't officially be the "big boss," he would be the one calling the shots from behind the scenes.
With a good Pill Fla and quality ingredients, Karsha could already concoct 100% pure Tier 7 pills with his current knowledge and experience. And since the highest pill ever concocted by the Sunlight Alchemy Guild was an 80% pure Tier 1 Heaven Grade pill, he knew that within just a few years, he would beco the top expert in the entire kingdom— if not the whole continent.
He was the disciple of a Divine Alchemist—an existence only a step away from becoming a God of Alchemy. How could a Sage Alchemist compare to him? Although he was still classified as a Grandmaster in Alchemy, he was fully qualified to beco a Saint Alchemist, at least with a Bronze badge.
From Master Artemis, Karsha learned that every stage in Alchemy had a different badge based on the person's mastery. These badges were particularly important for soone aspiring to reach the Saint-level.
Before an alchemist could beco a Saint, they had to be capable of concocting at least a 50% pure Tier 1 Earth Grade pill, which would qualify them for a Copper badge. The progression from there was Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, and Platinum. A Saint with a Platinum badge could concoct a Tier 9 Earth-grade pill with at least 80% purity.
Though Karsha was already qualified for a Gold badge, as his skills allowed him to concoct Tier 7 pills with 100% purity, he requested only a Bronze badge, since even Master Artemis only possessed a Silver badge.
Master Artemis was delighted to have soone like Karsha join his guild. If things went well, Karsha's talent would soon bring the guild great prestige, allowing them to compete with other, more powerful guilds.
"So, young man, you are the one who stole my June's heart," a sweet voice said.
Karsha, who had been busy browsing through the Arcane Codex, smiled upon hearing it. He raised his head and looked in the direction of June and her mother.
"Guilty as charged," he replied with a grin.
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