NovelEnglish---- Chapter 2331 Earlier, Andrew had promised to craft a ninth-grade Soul- Restoring Pill for Sovereign's
Apothecary. Brielle, unable to wait any longer, pushed him to fulfill his promise since she had already given him
the Blackstar Crystal. Andrew did not mind at all. The original deal required Sovereign's Apothecary to provide
him with three items, and the Blackstar Crystal was only one of them. But since he was dealing with someone as
influential as Brielle, there was no need to be petty. Whatever he gave now, he would get back eventually.
For example, while refining the Soul-Restoring Pill for them, he could also make a few high-grade pills for himself.
After all, the materials were right there, so why waste them? Driving his beat-up car alone, he arrived at
Sovereign's Apothecary and found Amari. Amari smiled. "Andrew, make sure to put on a good show later. And let
anything in a while, so | need to get back into the groove first." ---- Amari waved a hand, unconcemed. "Then
take a moment to relax.
I'll get everything ready for you." Andrew nodded and casually walked to the sink to wash his hands. Refining a
ninth-grade Soul-Restoring Pill was a challenge even for him. Everyone knew that the higher the grade, the
harder it became, and preparing for high-tier alchemy was always a complex process. For example, at places like
Mistveil Peak, where traditional alchemy was practiced, swould fast, bathe, and meditate for days
beforehand. Andrew, however, did not bother with all that. Instead, he preferred to just dive in.
Still, he believed that adjusting his mindset beforehand was necessary. Meanwhile, Amari left his small courtyard
with a spring in his step. The thought of Andrew showing off his skills in Sovereign's Apothecary filled him with
pride, and his excitement was written all over his face. "Well, well, Amari, you look like you're on cloud nine,"
said a mocking voice laced with sarcasm. Amari's expression darkened, and he turned toward the sound. A gray-
haired old man with a long face strutted over, surrounded by a crowd of disciples. ---- The display of prestige was
hard to miss. Amari snorted.
"Oh, I should have known it's you, Theon." The elder was Theon Orben, another well-known alchemy master in
Sovereign's Apothecary. With his skills and his many disciples, even Brielle usually treated him with respect.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTheon said, "Amari, who exactly is this senior of yours? Don't think you can fool Madam Baxter with sphony.
If | find out you dragged in a fraud, trust me, she won't let you off easy." Hearing the hostility in his tone, Amari
sneered. "Theon, aren't you worried about biting your own tongue with such big talk?
You only thrive in Chetvine because you can talk fast and shamelessly flatter people. But lettell you, in my
senior's eyes, your little tricks are nothing." Theon's narrow eyes narrowed even more. "Amari, you useless old
fool. If your senior is so great, then nhim! There isn't a single master in Holtrien's alchemy world that | don't
know. | bet this so-called senior of yours is nothing more than a con artist." Amari's anger flared. "You old
bastard, what did you just say?" Theon smirked. "Oh? Struck a nerve already?
| said your senior is a fraud, someone who's here to deceive Madam Baxter. What, you don't like the truth?" ----
Amari's tongue was never as sharp as Theor's, but he could not stand hearing Andrew belittled. His fists
clenched, and he looked ready to strike. "Enough, both of you. You're masters under the sroof. Why spoil the
peace?" A gentle voice drifted over, and Brielle appeared, draped ina light violet veil. A faint fragrance followed
her into the courtyard. Amari's anger melted away, and he quickly bowed. "Madam Baxter, you're here." Brielle
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