Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

Chapter 2223  Idiots

"If there is another house, please take these friends there," Pearl told the old man, then turned to the other three. "Please stay in that place for a day or two. We should be leaving this place within the next 2 days. You can move in then."

"We don't want to," one of the men said. "We are elders of the Everblade Sect. You do not want to face our sect's ire. Now hurry up and gather your belongings, not that I think you have any on you. Tsk."

The other man showed a disgusted face. "What sort of cultivator walks around with not even a single storage bag?"

"An Immortal," Pearl told them. "I fear you are under the misconception that I am weaker than you. I am not. I am an immortal. Do not anger me while I am being polite to you. Leave now."

The men felt a pang of fear when hearing Pearl's claim, but they quickly let go of the thought as they didn't see any signs of him being Immortal.

There was no overwhelming aura. His clothes were expensive. The people he was surrounded by were weak. They felt it was impossible for Pearl to be an Immortal.

"Your lies don't fool us, child," one of the men said. "We wish to go into our rooms as soon as we can, so make way for us quickly, or you will force us to move you away." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Pearl was incredibly confused now. "I told you I am an Immortal. Why are you still trying to mess with me?" he asked. He wondered if Alex ever had to deal with fools like these.

"Again, you are fooling nobody child," the man said. "Next time, try having something expensive on you so you can sell your act."

The man got closer. "Although, I suppose whatever this necklace you have on is doing a little for you," he said, reaching out. "What is it even?"

Before the man reached the necklace, however, Pearl caught the man's hand. "Do not… touch… something that does not belong to you," he said, slowly crushing the man's wrist with each emphasis. "For the last time, I will warn you all, you are in the presence of an Immortal. I do not care who you are, or what sect you are from. I do not care whether you think I am poor or not. But do not touch what is not yours."

He threw the man back, pushing him back onto the ground. The man was in pain, his wrist fully bleeding from the shards of bones that were sticking out. He looked toward Pearl in fear, tears filling his eyes.

The other two began shaking where they stood as well. "W-we we we…"

"I do not want to hear anything. Now, leave."

Pearl didn't have to say anything else. The three cultivators were gone, not just from before their house, but from the village itself. They flew off, likely going to stop in another village to rest.

"Wow!" Momo said from behind, surprised by the whole thing.

"They looked strong," she said. "How did you defeat them so easily."

"In the cultivation world, don't just assume a person's cultivation by the way they look. There is nothing more deceiving than looks within the cultivation world. So, it is always better to be safe than sorry when you meet someone," Pearl said. "Let those people's actions be a lesson for you. Do not do what they did. Had they met someone who wasn't as calm as me or wasn't in a good mood, they might even kill those 3 people right here."

Momo slowly nodded. "Uhh… what about him?" she pointed. Pearl turned around to find the old man standing in the dirt with his head pressed to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Pearl asked, a little concerned.

"Forgive me, senior. I did not mean to bring them. I was forced to," the man said, not looking up at all.

"That's alright," Pearl said. "I understand. They are gone now. You don't have to apologize."

"No, I must apologize," the man said.

"Then I forgive you," Pearl said quickly. The old man paused. "Are you sure?" he asked, finally looking up at Pearl.

"Yes," Pearl said. "You can go now. Everything is alright."

The man slowly got up, looked around, and slowly nodded. "Thank you for your forgiveness, senior. I shall never forget your grace here today."

"I… didn't do anything," Pearl said, but the man didn't seem to hear it.

"I shall leave right away," the man said and bowed before walking away.

Pearl felt awkward in the end but didn't say anything at all. The man was gone and the surrounding area was quiet as people had already run away in fear of what would happen here.

Pearl shook his head. "Let us return," he said. "We shall continue our lessons again."

* * * * Alex looked at the broken wrist of the man who walked up beside him in the store where he was trying to sell his pill. "Are you in need of a healing pill?" he asked, pulling out one of the ones he had made. "I can sell you this."

"I don't need your pill," the man shouted. "I'll buy from the store."

Alex shrugged. "You can, sure," he said. "Now move. I need to buy the pill quickly," the man said. "You'll have to wait," Alex said, pointing to the single store clerk in the place who was busy counting Alex's Saint pill. "You can buy a pill once I have sold mine."

"Bastard! We are elders of the Everblade sect. You will let us go on ahead or—"

"Or what?" Alex asked, stepping closer. "You will attack me?"

"No fighting in the store," the clerk said from behind.

"Don't worry," Alex said. "Even if there is one, there won't be a fight."

"B-b-brother," the woman quickly stuttered while pointing to Alex's chest. "Look, that treasure."

The two men looked down, finally noticing what she was talking about. The moment they saw the treasure, their spine went cold.

"I-i-i-" the man stumbled through his words, trying to find the thing to say.

"Yes?" Alex asked. "You what?'

"Run!" the man shouted, rushing out of the door and flying away immediately.

Alex paused for a long while, confused. "What the hell was that?" The store clerk wasn't sure what he had witnessed just now either. "They seemed afraid of you. Are you someone important?" he asked.

"Not yet I'm not," Alex said. "But I hope to be in the future."

"We all do," the store clerk said, smiling. "Here, this is how much I can give you."

Alex looked through the spirit stones he received and nodded. "These will do. Thank you."

"No, thank you. It's been a while since pills this good have come to my store. One would have to go to the big cities to find these," the man said. "With pills this good, you should take part in that tournament that is happening soon."

"The Alchemy Tournament? That started 2 days ago," Alex told the man.

"Oh… bad luck then. Better luck next time, I suppose."

Alex smiled and gave a small nod goodbye before leaving the place to go back.