Story 9 - Nothing Bad Ever Happens at the Alchemy Convention (6)
As I turned, the first person I noticed was Violet, my old enemy. A white pill beast was wrapped around her shoulders like a scarf. Now and then, it would move slightly, and she’d stroke its head to calm it.
The bitch had a small group of cultivators surrounding her, the most prominent being a powerful Immortal Bone Creation man who casually walked with his hands behind his back like a happy grandfather. The white-haired old man wore ivory robes with delicate embroidered leaf patterns and sage trimming. I knew I’d seen this expert before, but I couldn’t place him. Either way, I had a feeling that Violet made it into the convention because of him.
A boy with a familiar face walked just in front of them and excitedly bounced with every step. He was at the peak of Qi Condensation and around the sa middle-grader-age as Little Spring, with bluish-black hair and upturned azure eyes.
There were also two Foundation Establishnt girls who wore white robes with blue trimming, similar in style to the boy, showing that they ca from the sa sect. These two were practically bending over to fawn over Violet like she was their grandmother.
She must have sensed my gaze on her group because she turned toward us. Her eyes burned with fury for a second before soone from the convention crowd passed between us. The next ti I saw her, she laughed at sothing the elder said. Then she subtly headed in our direction.
With her here and looking for a fight, my hopes for a peaceful vacation went up in cauldron smoke.
Pill Otaku leaned in a little. “In the guide they gave us, her lecture topic seems to be about a formula she solved. Its title is, How to Approach Solving Alchemical Problems.”
Actually, that sounded like the less specific, generic version of my lecture, How to Produce Less Expensive Prescriptions Using Abundant Local Plants.
“That can’t be right.” Since I’d last seen her, it would be impossible for her to solve a unique alchemical issue significant enough to get invited here. The bitch wasn’t that smart. I an, she was a genius, but only when it ca to making profits and perfecting pills. She had only developed the cure for the plague in my previous life because she’d worked with the demonic cultivator who created it, not because she was adept at inventing new prescriptions.
“Alchemist Violet Pill greets Senior Ruthless Divine dicine and Senior White Lily,” Violet said. Once they nodded in acknowledgnt, she turned to . “And if it isn’t Little Fairy Lin? The supposed genius who created the cheap cure for the Demonic Vine Plague.”
“Violet Pill Fairy, the genius at earning spirit stones by exploiting others and creating monopolies.”
She shrugged, showing no sha. “Well, I am very good.”
That wasn’t a complint!
Her eyes softened when they landed on my little martial brother. “I see you’ve beco taller, young alchemist Little Spring. You’re going to be a very handso man when you grow up.”
While I didn’t think she was being creepy like Verdant Bamboo, I was still reminded of Violet’s history with Bloodsword. I subtly stepped between them.
Sure Little Spring and that reprehensible shit donkey were completely different individuals, but the two did share one significant commonality — the sa protagonist’s body — halo included. If what had drawn Violet to him was that, then I’d have to teach Little Spring about the type of people he should avoid later, which consisted of both creepers and consummate capitalists who would sell their own family if it made them a profit.
I crossed my arms. “How did you get an invitation to the Alchemist’s convention?”
She gestured to the powerful old expert next to her. He stroked his white beard and studied us with large black eyes. I was positive I’d seen him before. Likely when I was relatively very young.
“I don’t deserve all the credit, so I shouldn’t say how.”
I squinted at her.
That fake-ass humbleness didn’t suit her. Usually, she’d be rambling about her accomplishnts and boasting about how much money she made off of them.
Pill Otaku bowed to the higher reald cultivator. “Greetings Pill Saint Five Leaves dicine.”
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