Novel Full Chapter 171: Trash
Chapter 171: Chapter 171: Trash
Chapter 171: Trash
With the crimson scroll in hand, Rhain left the fourth floor.
He first stepped onto the third floor.
Nothing.
He frowned slightly and continued down.
Second floor.
At each level, he waited a moment, extending his awareness to see if the System would react.
Still nothing.
Rhain’s footsteps halted at the base of the staircase.
The Sign-In node was definitively not on any of the lower floors.
Which meant his speculation was completely confirmed.
"It’s the fifth floor after all," Rhain muttered with a resigned sigh. "Another location I cannot access until I secure the Core Palace status."
He now had exactly three Location Sign-In nodes mapped out in the entire Inner Province, and he couldn’t access a single one of them!
It was incredibly frustrating.
System was basically dangling unimaginable treasures right in front of his face, but not allowing him to take them.
Suppressing his annoyance, he continued descending until he reached the ground floor’s main hall.
The strict, wrinkled-faced elderly librarian looked up as Rhain approached.
As Rhain approached and placed Empyrean Purgatory Bloom scroll on the counter, the old man’s strict eyes flickered upward.
"You entered this library at the first light of morning," the librarian stated, his voice filled with clear skepticism. "It is now deep into the night. You spent over nine hours on the fourth floor... just to pick out a single fire-type martial art?"
For a genius of the Gold Badge caliber, assessing a martial art’s suitability shouldn’t take more than an hour or two.
To stay up there for an entire day was highly abnormal.
Rhain’s expression didn’t ripple in the slightest.
"I am a very meticulous reader," Rhain lied calmly. "I prefer to thoroughly weigh all my options before making a commitment."
The librarian’s frown deepened, but he found no rule violation to cite.
Spending excessive time browsing was not prohibited — merely unusual.
He stamped Rhain’s identification token with the borrowing record, noting the date and the technique’s name.
"Return it within thirty days," the librarian said, sliding the scroll back toward Rhain, "Do not damage it, and do not show it to anyone else."
"Understood," Rhain nodded, politely, storing the scroll into his spatial ring.
Without lingering another moment, he turned and walked out through the Grand Library’s towering entrance, stepping back into the cool night air of the Academy grounds, and headed directly toward the Core Palace
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Meanwhile, in the Core Palace.
Within the frozen domain of the pavilion, Myrielle stood before Seris.
"Seris, I told you I had a surprise prepared for you today," Myrielle spoke with a proud smile gracing her beautiful features.
With a flick of her delicate wrist, two exquisite jade bottles materialized on the table between them.
"Take a look."
Seris blinked her pale purple eyes. She reached out and carefully uncorked one of the bottles, wanting to know what kind of grand surprise her master was talking about.
Inside lay several round, glowing pills.
"These are Epic-Grade Pills," Myrielle explained, her tone swelling with pride. "I specifically requested the ten best Master Alchemists of our Academy to drop everything they were doing, and prepare these just for you. They worked tirelessly for an entire day and night to perfect them."
She pointed gracefully at the bottles.
"One batch is formulated to nourish and amplify your Ice-attributed physique. The other is to help you awaken your Spiritual Sense and finally break through to the Spirit Manifestation Realm."
Myrielle lifted her chin slightly.
"These are without a doubt the finest Epic-Grade pills currently existing in all of Stormveil City."
Myrielle waited
She fully expected her disciple’s face to bloom with overwhelming happiness, and shock.
To realise how much her master cared for her.
But...
Seris simply stared at the pill resting in her palm.
’Huh?’
Seris leaned closer, swirling the pill in her fingers curiously.
She sniffed it lightly, then gave the pill another troubled look.
It was supposed to be the best?
But compared to the pills her husband had casually handed her yesterday... this was completely underwhelming.
Rhain’s pills were clearer, more refined, and radiated a pure fragrance.
This pill? It looked a bit dull. And the smell was slightly heavy.
’The difference is too huge...’
Seris wasn’t impressed at all.
In fact, her eyes had been entirely spoiled by a certain Grandmaster Alchemist.
But seeing the incredibly proud and expectant look on Myrielle’s face, Seris resisted the urge to point that out.
Her master had gone through so much trouble for her, after all.
"Thank you so much, Master," Seris put up a sweet smile. "I will treasure them."
Myrielle gave her disciple a deeply puzzled look.
A polite ’thank you’? That was it?
Where was the shock? Where was the awe?
’Is she simply unaware of how valuable Epic-Grade pills are?’ Myrielle thought with a quiet sigh. ’Yes, that must be it. Coming from the Outer Frontier, she probably doesn’t fully comprehend the sheer wealth resting in her hands right now.’
Just as Myrielle opened her mouth to explain further, a familiar presence appeared at the edge of the frozen domain.
Rhain walked in calmly, the jade token from Myrielle having carried him past the Core Palace guards without the slightest resistance.
"Husband!"
Seris’s face lit up with radiant joy. She set the bottles aside and hurried toward him.
Rhain caught her effortlessly, a faint smile brushing past his lips.
Myrielle looked at this, and her brows rose a fraction.
Her epic grade pills were not as good as looking at him only once?
What was so good about watching the same person over and over?
Myrielle turned to look at the boy, intending to offer a strict greeting.
But the moment her sapphire eyes locked onto Rhain, her eyes narrowed.
"You’ve broken through," she observed. "Spirit Manifestation Realm... and not the first level, either."
Rhain gave a slight nod. "I had been suppressing my realm for some time. After arriving in the Inner Province, the essence here was simply too rich. I could no longer hold it back."
Seris looked up at Rhain, her pale purple eyes sparkling with delight. "You reached the Spirit Manifestation Realm? That’s wonderful, husband!"
But then, a slight pout formed on her pink lips.
"Master was just telling me that she wants me to enter closed-door seclusion for a few days," Seris murmured, her tone laced with clear reluctance. "She wants me to focus entirely on breaking through to the Spirit Manifestation Realm."
She had initially planned to beg her way out of it so she could spend more time with Rhain.
But hearing that her husband had already taken the next step, she knew she couldn’t delay any longer.
Rhain let out an amused chuckle and gently patted her head.
"You should listen to your master," Rhain said. "A few days of seclusion will pass in the blink of an eye."
Myrielle, slowly recovering from her shock, cleared her throat and regained her authoritative composure.
"Ahem. Indeed," Myrielle stated softly. "Once Seris successfully breaks through and stabilizes her realm, the Academy plans to formally announce her identity. We will present her to the entire Stormveil City as our peerless Core Palace Disciple. By then, Dean should also have emerged from her own seclusion."
Rhain gave a slight nod. "Understood."
Knowing that Seris wanted to spend some time with her husband, Myrielle wisely decided to give them space.
"Seris, come to the inner chamber when you are ready."
With a flash of blue light, Myrielle vanished, leaving them alone in the frosted pavilion.
Rhain and Seris simply talked for a while.
Eventually, Seris remembered the gift. She turned back to the ice table and picked up the two jade bottles.
"Master gave me these. She said they’re the best Epic-Grade pills in all of Stormveil City."
Rhain took the bottles and popped the corks.
His dark grey eyes swept over the pills.
With his Grandmaster Alchemist inheritance and his Eyes of Truth, he didn’t even need a second glance.
"They’re trash," he said flatly.
Seris giggled softly, entirely unsurprised by his verdict.
"Whoever refined these forced the fusion process. Every one of these has more than thirty percent impurities," Rhain continued, entirely unimpressed. "Refining them at this state would be a waste, and the impurities could even build up in your meridians over time."
Seris’s eyes widened slightly in alarm. "Then... I shouldn’t take them?"
"You can take them," Rhain said, a smirk touching his lips. "Just not like this."
He didn’t bother summoning his cauldron. Instead, he simply raised his hand, and a wisp of blood-red flame ignited above his palm.
The pills rose into the air, hovering within the Red Tribulations Heavenly Flame.
Under his masterful control, the fire peeled away the impurities layer by layer, burning off the murky residue while leaving the pure medicinal essence untouched.
Then, with a subtle motion of his fingers, he fused the cleansed essences together.
When the flame dimmed, only half the original number of pills remained — but each one now gleamed with a clarity and density that bore no resemblance to its former state.
"There," Rhain said, dropping the refined pills back into the bottle. "Now they won’t harm you. But still — use the ones I gave you first. Only fall back on these if you run out."
Seris cradled the bottle, her heart overflowing with warmth. To her husband, casually surpassing the combined work of ten Master Alchemists was as trivial as breathing.
They lingered together a while longer, neither wanting the moment to end. But the hour grew late, and Seris’s seclusion awaited.
Finally, Rhain pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Cultivate well," he murmured. "I’ll be waiting for you when you come out."
Seris nodded.
With one last, reluctant look, Seris turned and walked toward the inner chambers of the pavilion.
After watching her figure disappear, Rhain also left the Core Palace.