Path of Alchemy Mastery-Chapter 304 - 305: Is Wang Cai Dead?

Chapter 305

Just as Wang Cai was about to lift the coffin lid, an anomaly abruptly occurred. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Flames immediately burst forth from the mystical beasts at the four corners of the chamber, and in an instant, the entire tomb was engulfed in towering flames. Even those outside the chamber could feel a scorching heat assaulting their faces.

The drunkard, standing at the forefront, bore the brunt of it and was pushed back several meters by the force.

The whole chamber was completely blown apart by this inferno.

"Woof!" With only a yelp, Wang Cai was turned to ashes by the heat wave.

"Lord Wang Cai." The effects of the Azure Dragon Divine Skill were still active, allowing everyone to clearly witness the scene transpiring within the large grave.

A large, sturdy black dog, akin to a calf in size, was reduced to ash amidst flames seemingly fierce enough to scorch the sky itself.

"Lord Wang Cai." Among the group that followed Wang Cai, some may have acted out of fear of Wang Cai’s might, but there were also those who genuinely cared for Wang Cai. It was these individuals, including the drunkard, who truly worried for Wang Cai as he was incinerated by the flames.

Although the initial meeting with the drunkard was not optimistic, and even violent conflict arose, the current Wang Cai could be said to have died for the drunkard.

"Wait here for me; I fear there is danger inside." Wang Cai’s words, as if still resounding in his ears, brought tears to the drunkard’s eyes.

Their time together had led to a significant change in the drunkard—from initial resistance to eventual acceptance—especially feeling a heart-wrenching pain knowing that Wang Cai had died for him.

"Wang Cai!" Mu Can was also startled and was about to rush into the large grave in front, but then he heard a voice inside his Sea of Consciousness that put his mind at ease.

"Woof! Dammit, I almost left my little name inside there, but luckily I am an Artifact Spirit. As long as the Reincarnation Pearl exists, I shall not perish. Otherwise, I’d have really suffered a great loss this time."

The next second, a large black dog reappeared beside Mu Can—it was none other than Wang Cai. Panting heavily with his tongue lolling, Wang Cai looked visibly shaken.

Indeed, had Wang Cai not been an Artifact Spirit, even if he possessed strength far beyond ordinary people as a companion to a Heavenly Dao thief, he still would have been reduced to naught amidst such intense flames.

"What the heck is going on here?" Seeing that Wang Cai was unharmed, Mu Can also relaxed. He knew that even if the entire Mortal World were destroyed, this dog would still emerge unscathed, hopping around as if nothing had happened.

"Destructive True Flame, that’s no ordinary fire. Even in the Supreme Interface, such flames are not commonly seen. I am now filled with curiosity about what’s in the coffin that necessitates sealing it with such flames," said Wang Cai, quickly regaining his eagerness to try. It seemed that the recent ordeal hadn’t defeated him but stoked his competitive spirit instead.

"Lord Wang Cai." Mu Can knew that Wang Cai was fine, but Wang Cai’s followers did not know that he had not actually died. At this moment, true intentions were revealed. Some genuinely hoped that Wang Cai was safe and gathered at the tomb’s entrance, calling his name, unable to believe that Wang Cai was dead.

On the other hand, some seized the opportunity to sneak away, and some, with a glance, joined the group at the entrance, eager to discover what treasures lay within the large grave. The flames that could kill a Martial Saint were enough to trigger the greed of many.

"What are you trying to do?" The drunkard firmly guarded the tomb’s entrance, waiting for any sign of movement inside but noticed several people banding together to force their way into the chamber. He immediately stepped forth to coldly block their way.

"What the hell, that dog is already dead, the things inside should be shared fairly among everyone. Now let me ask you, what do you mean by blocking the way? Are you trying to swallow it all by yourself?"

With the death of Wang Cai, some immediately revealed their ugly faces. To be fair, most of these people were hostile towards Wang Cai from the very beginning, and it was generous of Wang Cai not to take their lives, giving them a chance to live. But some just do not appreciate this opportunity, thinking they can do whatever they want now that Wang Cai is dead.

"Are you seeking death?" The Drunkard slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Brother Drunkard." Seeing the situation turning sour, those fellow disciples of the Drunkard immediately stood behind him. At this time, it was always right to support one’s own people, regardless of right or wrong.

"What are you trying to do?" Zhang Long also stood up, scolding the opposition. Surprisingly, Zhang Long, who had always been fawning, was now siding with the Drunkard.

Zhang Long cast a glance of surprise at Zhang Long. Zhang Long nodded at the Drunkard, everything was said without words.

The Drunkard thought that Zhang Long, being a weather-vane-like character, would run away after the death of Wang Cai but didn’t expect him to have the courage to stand together with him.

"You want to stop us too? Have you looked at your power? One at the peak of the Martial Arts Sect, and a bunch of small fry, while we here have three at the peak of the Martial Arts Sect." The person encircling them had a huge nose, looking sly and shadowy.

"Aren’t you going to take action? These are all people from your Wang Cai’s Cult." Mu Can warned, observing the impending conflict below.

"Woof! What do you mean ’Wang Cai’s Cult’? If anything, it should be called the ’Wang Cai’s Immortal Sect’." Wang Cai said to Mu Can with an unfriendly expression.

"Alright, alright, you call the shots. ’Wang Cai’s Immortal Sect’ it is then. Although, no matter how I look at it, it seems more like a cult to me." Mu Can said nonchalantly.

"Let’s just watch and see how many of them are truly loyal to me." Wang Cai also seemed like he was watching a play, considering the crisis in the tomb had been basically resolved, and now was the time to test these people.

At least so far, Wang Cai was still able to identify a few who were sincerely loyal to him, which brought him some degree of comfort.

"Even if we are not as strong as you, so what? Are you so sure that Lord Wang Cai is dead?" Facing the formidable enemy, Zhang Long was unexpectedly unafraid, with a proud expression on his face.

"You really think that worthless dog is a god? It was just a stray dog, and you’re treating yourself as a god too? Talking about Wang Cai the Great Immortal, with boundless mana, how come he’s turned to ashes then?"

The big-nosed man spat and continued to mock.

"I’ll give you a chance now to step aside and let us in, it’s still not too late. Otherwise, all of you will have to die. After all, carrying a litter for a dog is shameful enough, why should breaking a rule matter?"

"Heh, you really think you got us all figured out?" The Drunkard chuckled with a laugh full of murderous intent, and his aura slowly began to rise.

Peak of Martial Arts Sect, slowly climbing, Martial Saint, Basic Level Martial Saint.

Finally, it settled at the stage of Basic Level Martial Saint.

"You... you’re a Basic Level Martial Saint." At this moment, the big-nosed man started to panic, as no one expected that this low-key man, always leading the way with a flag, was actually a Martial Saint.