Path of Alchemy Mastery-Chapter 357 - 358: The Banquet Table in the Duel Arena

"I know now, you’re Number Seventy-Two." It was only at this moment that Mumu, shaken, remembered something. To have pushed both himself and Ada into such a tight spot, the person must have acquired the Ultimate Secret Manual. Among all those who had gotten the Ultimate Secret Manual, only Number Seventy-Two had obtained the Cultivation Technique with Ice and Fire Dual Attributes.

"Hehe!" Mu Can chuckled, lifting his wine cup to signal Mumu to come over and have a drink with him.

"No more fighting! No more fighting!" Mumu turned back and shouted at Ada, then walked sullenly towards Mu Can.

What’s the point in continuing to fight? Without Mu Can lifting a finger, those two dragons in the sky pouring wine could directly take care of the two of them.

"Why are you not fighting anymore?" Ada put away his totem and carried it on his back once more, asking in a muffled voice.

He had been fully focused on channeling the Totem Pole, with no time to notice what had happened just now.

"Why bother taking a risk? He’s Number Seventy-Two," Mumu said with annoyance.

"Have a seat." Mu Can took out several chairs from his storage space, placed cups on the table, and poured everyone a cup of fruit wine. They sat there together.

In a place where a life-or-death battle was supposed to ensue, such an eerie scene unfolded. Those who should have been fighting to the death to defeat each other were now amicably sitting together drinking wine.

"Let those two rest as well," Mumu suggested, pointing at the two dragons in the sky.

He had just suffered a lot under the deliberate targeting of the two dragons, with his clothes slashed to tatters and his face smudged with black streaks, looking disheveled as if he’d just come down from a battlefield.

Mu Can smiled faintly, snapped his fingers lightly, and the two Giant Dragons circling in the sky gradually shrank, returning to Mu Can’s side. In the end, they were only as long as a finger, looking just like two little worms hanging at Mu Can’s ears shinning like a pair of earrings.

"These little things gave me a tough time," Mumu pointed to the earrings on Mu Can’s ears and said with a wry smile.

If someone told him that a Martial Saint could be defeated by a mid-level member of a Martial Arts Sect, Mumu would certainly have cursed them for spouting nonsense. While it’s possible to fight beyond one’s rank, Martial Arts Sect members and Martial Saints are completely different concepts. If a Martial Arts Sect member is the pinnacle that humans can reach, then a Martial Saint is already in the realm of deities.

How could a human defeat a deity?

But now, such an example was blatantly before him, and unfortunately, he was that Martial Saint defeated by a member of a Martial Arts Sect.

"Add some ice for Ada," Ada had not been hit by the ice blades or scorched by the flames, but the extreme heat earlier had made him sweat profusely. Now, looking at the fruit wine in his cup and the ice cubes in Mu Can’s cup, he also made a request to Mu Can.

Mu Can snapped his fingers lightly, and the Ice Element little dragon hanging on his ear gently opened its mouth, and a few ice cubes were spat out from its innermost part, plonking into Ada’s cup.

"I don’t want it, what are you doing?" Mumu covered his cup the moment the Ice Dragon spat out the ice cubes, but the Ice Dragon succeeded anyway. This time, several ice cubes were directly spat into Mumu’s cup, and the little dragon looked at Mumu with a challenging expression.

"Your little dragon is good in every way, just too disgusting," Mumu complained to Mu Can, reminiscing over the fact that not only did they hold grudges during the fight, throwing ice blades and flames at him as if they cost nothing, but even after the fight ended, they insisted on spitting extra ice cubes into his cup.

However, maybe because he knew that the Ice Dragon was simply a manifestation of Spiritual Energy, Mumu spoke out but did not decide against drinking the wine.

"After losing to him, what’s wrong with having a drink with him? If I can’t beat him, at least I’ll drink him under the table," Mumu thought to himself with this plan in mind.

He lifted his wine cup and downed the fruit wine in one gulp. A refreshing coolness spread from the top of his head to his entire body. The sweet and delicate taste of the wine, coupled with the coolness of the ice, made Mumu, who had just endured the fire and ice ordeal, feel like he was melting into the deliciousness.

Moreover, after consuming the wine, it even transformed into a stream of fine Life Spiritual Power, healing his freshly wounded body.

"This wine of yours is really good," Mumu, who usually didn’t drink much, instantly fell in love with the fruit wine Mu Can had brought out.

But what he didn’t know was that this fruit wine was not brewed from any Spirit Fruit, but from ordinary fruit. It was only because of the few ice cubes from the Ice Dragon that they contained the Life Spiritual Power previously added by Mu Can, and as the Ice Dragon spat out the ice cubes, a trace of Life Spiritual Power came with them.

Because of this, Mumu could feel that this glass of fruit wine was exceptionally delicious.

"Ada wants more, this drink is really good," Ada also downed the fruit wine in his cup and then asked with a muffled voice for more.

Mu Can had a great appreciation in his heart for this strong man from the Totem Clan. People are like that, when facing two individuals at the same time, they subconsciously choose the one who is honest and straightforward.

Of course, Mu Can wouldn’t refuse. He had bought a batch of this fruit wine and stored it in his storage space, simply treating it as a beverage, not as precious as Monkey Wine.

"Alas! We are just unlucky to have met you." Mumu had not expected things to turn out this way. What should have been a deadly fight between two groups, Ji had deliberately brought them together, and they were now sitting like friends, chatting together.

"You’re strong, but you’re just unlucky," Mu Can said with a chuckle.

Truth be told, if Mumu and Ada’s team hadn’t encountered Mu Can but some other ordinary team, they would have almost always swept through without any trouble. There really aren’t many who could withstand Ada’s giant Totem Pole, and with Mumu empowered by the totem, encountering any mediocre team would likely result in an instant kill.

"Luck is also part of strength," Mumu said, as if resigned to his fate. It was regrettable not to make it to the end, but what he lamented was that the powerful Secret Manuals obtained in this place would be erased from his memory after defeat.

"Let me tell you something, this space has no power to erase your memory. If you want to keep the Cultivation Techniques you’ve learned, I do have a way," Mu Can said.

As soon as these words were spoken, Mumu sprang to his feet.