Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 687: Chapter 419 Immortal Realm_1

Watching Logan display his strength time and again, ultimately no one raised any more doubts. Everyone was thoroughly convinced of Logan’s abilities in alchemy, impressed to the point of utmost admiration.

Even several of the older members of the Holy See were sure that Logan was stronger than a Master Alchemist, maybe even the best in a thousand years. They had seen several Master Alchemists, but none could craft Elixirs with the ease of Logan—it was as if he were playing a game.

“That’s great, just now we were too presumptuous; we offer our apologies!” Even those who were sarcastic earlier were now showing a hint of delight, for they cared more about the crafting of the Holy Life Elixir than about being proven wrong—they too needed to extend their lifespans.

But at that moment, Logan waved his hand and said with righteous indignation, “Originally, out of respect for our acquaintance, if you had brought the materials, I would have helped you for free. However, after your relentless mockery, even though I’ve now proven myself, I will not help you make any more Elixirs!”

“This…” Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Perhaps they had never considered this possibility, assuming naturally that Logan would help if he could. However, they had forgotten that Logan, too, was someone with a temper! Thinking back on their excessive words from earlier, they now regretted them deeply.

All eyes turned to the Holy Daoist, hoping he would speak well on their behalf to Logan. If Logan refused to make the Elixirs, the Holy Daoist would be a sufferer as well. At this point, the Holy Daoist himself did not know how to broach the subject. Although he had not mocked Logan earlier, he too had spoken with disbelief.

“Indeed, we were wrong, but everything deserves a chance to be put right. Besides, no great harm was done—it’s not worth getting so upset over,” said Wexler Daoist with an embarrassed smile, suggesting to Logan, “How about this—consider that these people owe you a Favor. If you ever find yourself in trouble, they must come to your aid.”

“With my strength, who can trouble me now, aside from a Saint Emperor Powerhouse? And besides, who knows if there are any left in The World?” Logan shook his head and chuckled coldly. These people still felt entitled, thinking they could fob him off with just a Favor? The Favor of a Sanctuary Powerhouse could be significant or insignificant, depending on whether they took it seriously; if not, it would be no more than a blank piece of paper.

Logan knew these people. Except for a few like the Holy Daoist, who were somewhat impartial, the rest of these withering Sanctuary Powerhouses were all selfish and mean. They had forgotten how Logan had helped them time and again in the Ancient Secret Realm.

So, even if he helped them once more and crafted the Holy Life Elixir, what then? They would forget in the blink of an eye, and who knows, after gaining another hundred years of life, would they try to keep him, a Master Alchemist, trapped indefinitely to extend their lives without limit?

“In that case, since you claim to be both an Array Master and an Alchemist, and both roles consume vast resources, we will each pay one billion Spirit Stones as compensation. If you can successfully craft the Holy Life Elixir, we will provide that amount every year until the day we die.”

After some deliberation, the dozens of people felt that Logan held the stronger position and had the initiative. If they did not offer a fair compensation, it would be difficult to sway him.

Thus, they decided to use Spirit Stones as leverage; a Cultivator would never disdain too many of them. Although Spirit Stones might have limited use, they could be exchanged for a plethora of Cultivation resources. Even though Logan’s strength was approaching that of a Quasi-Saint, he had not truly broken through to the level of the Holy See yet.

The collective contributions from the dozens would amount to several billion Spirit Stones. Even a top-tier Sect in the Central Region might not accumulate so much in a hundred years, and all Logan had to do was help them craft the Holy Life Elixir. Afterward, he would have a limitless supply of Spirit Stones, which seemed to be a highly advantageous deal.

Of course, they did not fear that Logan wouldn’t believe them. After all, as Sanctuary Powerhouses, they were not likely to renege on their promises. A billion Spirit Stones might seem unreachable to others, but to those of the Holy See, it was within easy reach. Even if Logan agreed, what would it matter if the amount of Spirit Stones were to double?

Logan was indeed taken aback. These people were really stopping at nothing for the Holy Life Elixir, offering such a vast sum of several billion Spirit Stones, which they naturally wouldn’t be providing themselves—it was clear they intended to coerce the Sects of the Central Region and the Western Wasteland to pay up.

“Forget it, the Spirit Stones come from the vast numbers of ordinary Cultivators. By forcefully gathering them, aren’t you afraid of collapsing the entire Cultivation System?” Instead of agreeing, Logan countered with a question. If a large portion of the Spirit Stones ended up in his hands, nearly every Cultivator would lose half their means of Cultivation and would have to rely on hunting Demon Beasts and acquiring Heavenly Treasures to advance.

He had visited both the Western Wasteland and the Central Region before, and even the enormous Saint Sky Sect could only part with a few billion Spirit Stones. Even if all the assets of the Sects were combined, it likely wouldn’t amount to much more—Saint Sky Sect was comparable to thousands of smaller Sects.

Of course, Logan wasn’t particularly charitable, and he wasn’t about to become overly generous simply because of a statement. Instead, through his response, he could gauge the character and attitude of the dozens of Sanctuary Powerhouses.

“I do have a kind heart. You Sanctuaries represent the pinnacle of combat power in the Ancient World. Once you’re gone, I fear that the Demon Path may run rampant!” Logan spoke with conviction, then as if considering deeply, said, “Well, I am not unreasonable. Each of you will sign a Contract with me. You shall not use force against me, and if I encounter danger, I may call upon you to take action at any time.”