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The square outside the royal family's Alchemy Research Institute was filled with stalls of all sizes.

The two of them passed through the center of the square and went straight to the research institute.

While walking, Fang Heng suddenly raised his eyebrows. He slowed down his pace and gradually stopped in front of a larger stall.

There were many alchemy-related items on display, such as some alchemy ornaments, weapons with alchemy runes, alchemy potions, alchemy compounds, and so on.

Fang Heng noticed that a gray square crystal covered with a glass cover was placed in the middle of the table. The crystal was about the size of a thumbnail.

Fang Heng observed the gray crystal cube through the glass cover. He could feel a weak energy fluctuation from the cube. The fluctuations were intermittent and somewhat unstable.

"These are the results of our Yuelan Alchemy Academy's research over the past two years."

Seeing that Fang Heng was interested in the crystal cube, the young man behind the stall smiled gently and introduced, "The Academy's research and sharing of alchemy tactics will start tomorrow afternoon in the first hall on the second floor of the main venue. If you are interested, you can come and listen."

An ore with spiritual energy fluctuations!

Interesting!

This crystal immediately reminded Fang Heng of the unknown black stone.

Of course, the waves of the crystal in front of him were far worse than that of the unknown stone.

Both of them could also emit mental energy fluctuations, so he wondered if it could be absorbed by the sacred tree and turned into energy.

Fang Heng became more curious about the crystal and asked, "May I ask what this crystal is used for?"

The young man's eyes were filled with surprise, but it soon turned cold.

"You two, are you here to find trouble?"

Fang Heng frowned and said, "No offense. I'm the feudal lord of the Land of Plague and I'm curious about the alchemy crystals in your research institute."

The coldness in the stall owner's eyes deepened, and there was even some contempt and disdain as he said, "Ah, so you're a country bumpkin from the border. No wonder you don't know anything."

"Hey, what did you say? Who doesn't know anything?"

Sandy was immediately flustered. He slammed the table and glared at the stall owner, "Look at how capable you are. I'm asking you a question because I think highly of you. Your crystals are nothing. We, the Land of Plague, have as many as we want!"

As if he had heard a very funny joke, Trudor could not help but laugh out loud, "Hahahaha, you can have as many as you want? You don't even know what this thing is. Come, come, come. Tell us, what is this?"

The laughter attracted quite a number of onlookers, and they all pointed at Sandy and discussed behind his back.

Sandy gritted his teeth and responded, "Isn't it just a piece of crystal? What's the big deal!"

"Idiot, this kind of alchemy synthetic crystal is the research direction given by the royal family in the past few decades. The royal family has been collecting related alchemy tactics from the outside world. If your Land of Plague has this crystal everywhere, why would the royal family look for it? Don't joke around."

Fang Heng's heart moved upon hearing that.

Seeing that Sandy was at a loss for words, Trudor waved his hand, "Get lost, alchemy is not something that outsiders like you can come into contact with."

"Bullsh*t, you're the outsider, you don't know anything. I was scared by you just now because I've never seen such a crude replica before. It's not that I want to say this, but this crystal of yours doesn't have any technical content at all. In our Land of Plague, even a ten-year-old child can replicate it."

Trudor no longer wanted to be involved with Sandy who was making a scene. He laughed coldly, "Get lost. If you cause any more trouble, I will call the guards."

Sandy gritted his teeth in hatred, wishing he could go up and give that stall owner two punches.

He suddenly thought of something and said, "Don't be so narrow-minded you chicken. Do you think you know alchemy very well? If you understand, then tell me what this alchemy compound is."

Fang Heng raised his eyebrows.

He saw Sandy take out a paper bag the size of a piece of paper and throw it on the display stand.

The paper bag contained the white powder that he had stolen from the royal treasury.

It filled up a whole box.

With his mastery of basic alchemy, Fang Heng was unable to identify what the white powder was for the time being.

He had tried using the sacred tree, Abe Akaya, before, but the powder did not contain any energy and could not be absorbed.

As it was stolen from the Empire's royal family, it could not be put into his backpack. He could only take a small part of it and put it in a folded paper bag. This time, he came to find an opportunity to ask about it.

Looking at the white mixed powder in the paper bag, Trudor's eyes were filled with confusion. He carefully picked up the paper and put it in front of his eyes.

"This, this is..."

"What?" Trudor was shocked.

Mixed alchemy.

A product of alchemy fusion.

The strange thing was that its purity was actually so high?

To be able to reach such a level in alchemy, the creator must be at least a master.

That was impossible!

And what was this thing?

It was unheard of!

"Impossible! Making this kind of alchemy mixture requires very advanced alchemy skills. You can't do it! Where did you steal this from?"

"Bullsh*t! It was created by our Land of Plague, you know nothing!"

Sandy took the piece of paper from Trudor's hands and said, "If you don't know, then don't. Don't waste my time, I thought you were some big shot but turns out you are just trash."

Trudor's face turned green. He took two steps forward and grabbed Sandy, saying, "Don't go. Tell me clearly, where did this thing come from..."

"Let go!"

Fang Heng's sharp eyes swept over Trudor and he stopped him.

In the next moment, Trudorr felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The blood in his body froze, and he could not say a word.

"Sandy, let's go."

Fang Heng shifted his gaze away from Trudor.

By the time Fang Heng and his companion were far away, Trudor was like a drowning man who had been rescued. He took a deep breath and took deep breaths. The cold feeling of being frozen began to melt slowly.

What just happened?

His eyes were filled with shock.

Fang Heng and Sandy continued to move on.

In Fang Heng's eyes, he was just an ordinary person with a slightly stronger mental power.

It was not difficult for him to control the coagulation of an ordinary person's lifeblood at close range.

On his way to the Imperial Alchemy Research Institute, Fang Heng noticed that many stalls were displaying alchemy compounds that could release spiritual power.

They were of different sizes, shapes, and colors, and the way they released their spiritual power was also very different.

Fang Heng suddenly had an idea.

Could it be that the royal family wanted to replicate that black stone?

"Tsk, he still insists that I don't understand? Is there anything in this world that I don't understand?"

Sandy had a bad temper and was cursing in a low voice along the way.

"Fang Heng, if not because of you and considering the overall situation first, I would have smashed his stall a long time ago."