Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Early the next morning, the entire Holy City's citizens woke up early. Every household prepared large amounts of purple petals and quietly waited at home.

Outside the palace, at Sike Square, a high platform had already been set up, surrounded by colorful flags. The palace guards stood orderly around it, each holding a long horn, and ten large red drums were also placed around. On both sides, the ministers of the Bork Empire stood neatly in line, each wearing luxurious clothing. All of them looked eagerly towards the palace gate in the distance.

"His Majesty begins his tour!"

As the sound rang out from within the palace, the horns and drums immediately resounded throughout the entire Holy City. Almost every household could hear it. Everyone knew that His Majesty had started his journey.

Soon, Boone, surrounded by palace guards, walked out. At this time, Boone was wearing a golden crown adorned with purple and gold ornaments, a red garment embroidered with golden flowers, and was seated in an open sedan chair carried by eight guards. His entire being exuded the majestic aura of an emperor.

"Greetings to His Majesty! Long live His Majesty!"

Upon seeing Boone, the ministers who had been waiting outside immediately knelt down, showing their respect in their eyes.

"You may rise, accompany me on the tour," Boone said with a smile.

Then, the ministers followed Boone, walking behind him as they proceeded forward. From the palace gates to the main road of the Holy City, the streets were decorated with lights and festivity. Along the way, various colorful pavilions and golden halls had been set up for Emperor Boone.

Inside the pavilions, carefully prepared snacks were placed, and the golden halls were filled with banners of longevity. These banners bore various praises and congratulatory messages for the emperor.

If the emperor felt tired, he could stop and rest at any time. The citizens lined both sides of the road, and when they saw the emperor's carriage, they all knelt and offered their birthday blessings. The accompanying ministers and guards smiled as they distributed birthday peaches and pastries to the kneeling citizens, allowing them to share in the emperor's blessings.

The citizens, in turn, scattered the purple petals they had prepared, creating a festive atmosphere throughout the entire Holy City. It took more than two hours for Boone to complete the tour. When he returned to the high platform in front of the palace gates, various birthday gifts had already been laid out, with an abundance of auspicious items.

Afterward, Boone ascended the high platform to begin the ancestral worship ceremony.

At the elixir shop, Sylvus opened his eyes with a hint of frustration. He had originally planned to cultivate more today since it was the emperor's birthday and there would be few customers. But with all the noise from the drums and horns in the early morning, it was impossible for him to concentrate on his training. He decided to get up, wash up, and open the shop.

However, the shop was unusually quiet today, with barely any customers. After waiting for half the day, Sylvus hadn't seen a single customer.

Another hour passed when a voice echoed from outside the alley: "As expected, you didn't go to see the emperor's birthday celebrations, shopkeeper."

Sylvus looked and saw that it was Corvin and Kennan.

"Why are you two here?" Sylvus asked in surprise.

"The emperor celebrates his birthday every year. Missing this one isn't a big deal. Besides, we knew there wouldn't be a crowd here today, so we didn't need to queue up," Kennan said with a smile.

"What elixir do you need?" Sylvus asked, yawning, as he was still feeling a bit tired.

"Shopkeeper, we're both about to break through. What elixirs do you recommend we buy?" Corvin asked.

Sylvus then carefully examined the two. In just a few days, Corvin had reached the level of Nine-Star Bronze Knight, only one step away from becoming a Silver Knight. As for Kennan, his strength was even greater, having reached the level of Sage Archmage , and he was about to break through to Mage King.

Even Corvin's mount, the Winged Thunder Tiger, had reached the level of Peak Eight Star , and was preparing to break through to Nine Star Level.

"You two are advancing quickly. Meylan, bring the elixirs," Sylvus said with a smile.

Meylan had been in the shop long enough to be familiar with all the elixirs, so there was no need for further instructions.

"Hehe, shopkeeper, can you do me a favor?" Corvin asked with a smile.

Sylvus glanced at the Winged Thunder Tiger.

"You want me to help your mount with its tribulation, don't you?"

"As expected, you're sharp, shopkeeper. Although Tiger is strong, I'm still worried, so I want to ask for your help," Corvin said with a smile.

Although Corvin was confident in Tiger's ability to break through to Nine Star Level, he wanted to ensure everything went as smoothly as possible.

"One trillion magic crystals, and I'll ensure it passes the tribulation. Pay up," Sylvus said nonchalantly.

"Shopkeeper, isn't it 100 billion magic crystals for each heavenly tribulation? I only need your help for the last three waves of the tribulation," Corvin replied.

Sylvus twitched his mouth. This kid really had a knack for calculations, just like a merchant's son. With the strength of Tiger, the odds of passing all nine waves of heavenly tribulation were already high. The first six waves would be easy, so he wouldn't need his help for those.

"Let me know when the time comes," Sylvus said calmly. He wouldn't have bargained with anyone else, but since it was Corvin, he didn't mind. After all, he wasn't short on money at the moment.

Since scamming the royal family out of 800 billion magic crystals and making a steady daily profit from his shop, Sylvus now had nearly 900 billion magic crystals on hand.

"Thank you, shopkeeper. We'll be on our way now," Corvin said with excitement. He paid several million magic crystals for the elixirs and left with Kennan.

Once Corvin and Kennan left, Sylvus became bored again and decided to lie back down and continue sleeping.

Meanwhile, in a remote corner of Eslar Continent, there was a massive canyon. Around the canyon, dozens of figures were sitting cross-legged.

If anyone were there, they would be shocked to discover that all of these individuals were Mage Emperors. Among them were not only humans, but also dwarves and elves. Each person sat within a glowing circle of light, forming a massive array.

Suddenly, black smoke began to rise from the canyon, causing the dozens of figures to open their eyes in shock. The canyon below was the entrance to the Abyss.

"This is bad! The undead are attacking the God-Forbidding Domain again! Hold your positions!"

An elderly man with a white beard shouted.

Immediately, the dozens of figures unleashed their immense power, directing it towards the canyon. After half an hour of struggle, the black smoke from the canyon began to stabilize.

However, none of them noticed a thin wisp of black smoke that slipped past everyone's attention and into the space of Eslar Continent.