Deities: Starting From Goblins - Chapter 730 - Chapter 730: Chapter 440: Everyone Has a Mount_2

Chapter 730: Chapter 440: Everyone Has a Mount_2

Upon Mountain Saint Taoist’s declaration, Daoist Wen Chen revealed a smug smile. Did this mean the other party was inclined to side with him? Hearing this, Holy Daoist’s countenance darkened.

After a glance at the expressions of those around, Mountain Saint Taoist offered a faint smile, “Alas, there are two reasons why I must refuse. Firstly, I am a Human Cultivator and do not wish to tangle with the Monster Beast Clan, let alone obey the Demon King. Such is the dignity inherent within Human Cultivators.”

“The second reason is my relationship with Logan; we can’t really be called friends, having met only once. Yet, a few months ago, the bargaining chip Logan provided enabled me to solve the issue of my life force depleting, and even allowed my realm to ascend from the second to the sixth layer of the Sanctuary Powerhouse.”

“I, Mountain Saint Taoist, am not a good person, but I cannot bring myself to strike down my benefactor. Today I must protect Logan to repay the favor. All you scoundrels, come if you dare.”

“You… fool!” These words greatly altered Daoist Wen Chen’s complexion. Had his attempt at subversion utterly failed? With Mountain Saint Taoist’s protection, harming Logan had become an impossibility.

Was his only option now to flee in disgrace? Yet once Logan successfully concocted the Holy Life Elixir, the Monster Beast Clan would lose their leverage over him, and not only would the previously promised rewards not materialize, but even his own life would be at risk if the Demon King flew into a rage.

Daoist Wen Chen was tormented, as if he had already foreseen his end. Having played the riskiest gambit, he had placed himself on the razor’s edge, offending everyone. He had no choice but to tread further along that blade, hoping for a slim chance of survival.

Seeing that the tide had turned, one person whispered, “Perhaps we ought to withdraw. There’s no need to stake our lives on this. Even though Logan is in the process of concocting the Holy Life Elixir, there’s no guarantee he’ll succeed. What if he fails?”

If he failed, it would be a stroke of luck for us. There would be no need to assassinate Logan ourselves; all we would need to do is wait for time to take its toll, and the remaining Sanctuary Powerhouses would run out of oil, their lights extinguished.

Daoist Wen Chen pondered the likelihood of Logan’s failure. The process of concocting the Holy Life Elixir was extremely intricate; being one of the foremost elixirs, it required the refinement of one hundred different materials. Even a Master Alchemist would have but a fifty percent chance of success.

Although Logan was young, he had showcased his prowess in the Extreme Cold Lands, and even without an Alchemy Furnace, he managed to craft an elixir of high quality. Confronting the challenge of the Holy Life Elixir and with only one chance at its creation, even if his success rate was not fifty percent, it was not far off.

Merely counting on Logan’s failure was akin to leaving one’s fate to time. But bereft of options, waiting was the only path left. Attempting to slay Logan today, under the guard of both Holy Daoist and Mountain Saint Taoist, seemed unrealistic.

Moreover, the battle had been earth-shattering; surely the twenty-odd Sanctuary Powerhouses had sensed it and were now en route, likely to arrive within no more than five minutes.

Once these reinforcements arrived, his predicament would worsen. Preventing Logan’s alchemy would be the least of his worries; surviving even three rounds might not be possible.

After weighing the pros and cons, Daoist Wen Chen gestured grandly, “Then let us withdraw for now. Pray that luck be on our side and that Logan’s concoction fails. Best if he perishes from backlash.”

In the blink of an eye, the five of them vanished, while the remaining nine were left in great embarrassment. They had initially sided with Holy Daoist, but had been swayed by Daoist Wen Chen’s few words. Now it seemed they had offended both sides, with Daoist Wen Chen departing without any notice.

Feeling more abandoned than betrayed, these nine were more concerned about their longevity; either they relied on the elixirs from the Monster Beast Clan, or on Logan’s Holy Life Elixir. But would Holy Daoist still welcome them? And after the success of Logan’s elixir, he might not look upon them favorably, once he learned everything.

One among them, overcome with frustration, let out a long, skyward howl, “I was such a fool to have listened to Daoist Wen Chen! If only I had stuck to my own convictions from the start, it wouldn’t have come to this.”

“You nine are given a chance to make amends. Considering your momentary lapse, you will be absolved of all past offenses if you devote yourselves fully to protecting Logan throughout his alchemy,” said Holy Daoist, who internally held deep anger for these nine, yet calmly realized the need for more hands. If the Monster Beast Clan could send a Demon Clan Envoy, they would undoubtedly send more forces.

Moreover, the Monster Beast Clan’s schemes to control the Ancient World were evident, but with only a little over thirty members in the Holy See of the Human race, a sudden loss of nine individuals would greatly benefit the Monster Beast Clan. Fearing to push humanity completely to the other side, the Holy Daoist made concessions considering these two points.

The nine individuals exchanged glances. Being accepted back by the Holy Daoist was indeed a tremendous good fortune, and unlike the Monster Beast Clan, there was no need to worry about the Holy Daoist going back on his word.

Thus, without any hesitation, the nine agreed, and the Holy Daoist breathed a sigh of relief. With the situation resolved, the only thing left to wait for was Logan’s alchemy.

At that moment, beside the Alchemy Furnace, a hundred ingredients had been refined into an Elixir; though the process of making the Holy Life Elixir was just beginning. The real challenge was to imbue the Elixir with its medicinal properties. Although it now had form, the full potential of the ingredients had yet to be unleashed.

Logan took a deep breath, feeling an immense pressure. Originally, he thought that concocting the Holy Life Elixir wouldn’t be difficult and he could spare at most three to four hours. Only during the actual process did he realize its extreme difficulty, a hundred times more challenging than he had anticipated.

It was only because Logan’s proficiency in alchemy was above that of a Grandmaster that he could still hold on. If it had been an average Alchemist, not to mention successfully creating the Elixir, they might have suffered backlash themselves.

But on second thought, it all made sense. If the Holy Life Elixir were so easy to make, there would already be many of them in the World. How could he be the only one? The method of concocting the Holy Life Elixir came from the Saint Emperor’s Book of Legacy, but it certainly wasn’t his invention.

Continuing at this pace, finishing the Elixir within a day would be no small feat, but as long as the process didn’t fail, Logan would be satisfied. Matters such as the Elixir’s appearance were beyond his concern.

In the midst of the Alchemy Furnace, flames soared, even spreading two to three meters out. This scene frightened the Holy Daoist, for Logan was nearly injured.

Had it not been for his trust in Logan, the Holy Daoist would have already intervened. After all, who else could match Logan in the art of alchemy?

At this time, more than twenty Sanctuary Powerhouses rushed over. The signs of the recent skirmish alerted them that something was amiss, and on their way, they prayed fervently that Logan would be okay. If Logan perished, the Holy Life Elixir endeavor would turn to ashes.

When they arrived and saw Logan still working on the Elixir, more than twenty individuals let out a sigh of relief, then quickly inquired about the recent events from the Holy Daoist. They were even more intrigued by the sudden appearance of the Mountain Saint Taoist.

“Daoist Ask Dust was bewitched by the Demon King of the Monster Beast Clan and took the opportunity to ambush Logan. Fortunately, I intercepted him, and when the Monster Beast Clan also sent people, the Mountain Saint Taoist helped,” explained the Holy Daoist.

After hearing the Holy Daoist’s account, everyone’s hearts raced with fear. Thankfully, the situation didn’t worsen, and the actions of the Monster Beast Clan were truly despicable.

After this incident, the more than twenty members of the Holy See insisted on staying to guard the area until Logan finished concocting the Elixir.

The Holy Daoist didn’t stop them; the more people present, the more strength they had. He was still shaken by the recent events, realizing they were just a step away from disaster. If not for the Mountain Saint Taoist’s timely intervention, Logan might have been dead already, and he himself would still be besieged!

A few more hours passed, and at that moment, the Elixir burst forth with Golden Light. Flames wrapped around it, and surges of overwhelming power radiated outward. Above the Nine Heavens, even golden clouds gathered.

Many exclaimed in surprise, utterly delighted, “Could it be that the Holy Life Elixir is complete? This has triggered a miraculous phenomenon; unless a being of unparalleled existence is born, this wouldn’t be possible.”

“Indeed, we weren’t wrong about Logan. To say he is a Master Alchemist is an understatement; even ten Masters combined couldn’t hold a candle to him. Now everyone can extend their lifespans!”

“Honestly, I had no hope before. If it weren’t for grasping at straws, I wouldn’t have even bothered to collect the ingredients. Logan has truly opened my eyes; he’s a rare prodigy not seen in a thousand years!”