King's Awakening-Chapter 711 - : Legendary Level Alchemist!

Chapter 711 -711: Legendary Level Alchemist!

“Ninth Grade?

Upon hearing these two words, a look of awe instantly crossed Kai’s face.

Following this, Kai delivered his next words with great gravity, “A Ninth Grade elixir is a matter of destiny, not something one can demand. Even in the Forbidden Land, it’s difficult to find.

Because, to refine a Ninth Grade elixir, it requires a Ninth Grade alchemist.

Ninth Grade, even in the realm of legends, it is impossible to find such an alchemist in hundreds or even a thousand years.

So, do you understand the significance of the Spirit Pill in your hands now?”

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White Mitchell nodded to these words, but spoke with a calm demeanor, “Thank you for your advice, elder.”

Kai gave a slight smile, “If you can resell this pill to our Treasure Pavilion, I believe that people outside will not say much.

The best choice for you now, young man, is to consider this.”

Although it was a mistake on the part of the Treasure Pavilion, since the pill in White Mitchell’s hands has been confirmed to be at least a Spirit Pill,

Buying it back would undoubtedly be the best choice for now.

Facing Kai’s suggestion, White Mitchell just smiled and shook his head.

The value of this pill is currently unknown, and White Mitchell didn’t want to sell it off just yet.

Besides, deep down, White Mitchell felt that this pill might not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Therefore, White Mitchell flatly declined Kai’s proposal.

Seeing White Mitchell’s persistence, Kai didn’t say much more, just quietly reminded, “If that’s your wish, then so be it. But let me tell you, people outside aren’t necessarily good and trustworthy.

Once you step out, you must be careful.”

White Mitchell nodded, stored the pill carefully, and then walked straight towards the exit of the Treasure Pavilion.

After removing the robe given by the Treasure Pavilion, White Mitchell directly walked out of the Pavilion.

As expected, the moment he left the Pavilion, a large crowd was gathered at the entrance of the Treasure Pavilion.

“It’s you!”

The moment White Mitchell appeared, Mr. Leon blurted, “Son of a bitch! It’s really like finding a needle in a haystack, without any effort, there you are!”

Oh?

Everyone turned their attention to Mr. Leon, “Mr. Leon, do you know this guy?”

Know him?

Mr. Leon gave a cold laugh, followed by a grating response, “How could I merely know him? I couldn’t wait to tear him into a thousand pieces!

This jerk is the one who messed up our business on Double Dragon Lake!”

Hmm?

The crowd was stupefied for a moment but quickly made the connection. Their piercing gazes fell upon White Mitchell, scrutinizing him as though he was a piece of meat on a chopping block.

To them, there was no doubt that White Mitchell was a walking treasury at this moment.

The reward for catching him was rather lucrative, and whoever could catch him would surely be in for a large windfall!

And if that wasn’t enough, he also held a Spirit Pill in his hands!

Incorporating this Spirit Pill, his worth was comparable to a city that housed tens of thousands!

This immense treasure was within arms reach and without a second delay, everyone in the vicinity revealed covetous gazes.

Their intentions were bare; their eyes trained squarely on White Mitchell, as though they wished to consume him whole.

“First come, first served, everyone, I’m making my move! Hahahaha…”

Just then, a burly, wide-bodied man roared and exuded a powerful aura, rushing towards White Mitchell first.

The crowd’s faces fell as they realized the situation, and they all quickly exuded powerful intimidating auras of their own.

Boom…

In an instant, the atmosphere in the vicinity skyrocketed, and a wave of overwhelming power flooded towards White Mitchell….

“All want to kill me?”

Seeing the situation, White Mitchell’s face remained calm as if he wasn’t worried about his current predicament.

The burly man who was leading the ambush smirked upon hearing his words, “He’s pretending to be brave, even though death is on his door. I want to see just how capable this greenhorn is!”

Boom!

The burly man lashed out with a single punch.

As soon as the punch was released, the raging energy within his body immediately surged out. Following that, his fist magnified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With just a little time, bulging veins appeared on the arm of the burly man, resembling a formidable dragon, escalating the explosive power his arm now held.

The destructive power of this punch, it was terrifying to the extreme!

Even a steel plate in front of him, could probably be pierced easily.

“Kid, take this punch from your grandpa!” The hunk sneered, completely disregarding White Mitchell.

In his view, he was a senior expert in the Innate Fifth Stage, and moreover, he primarily practiced the art of close combat. Once he got close, even a master at the Innate Sixth Stage could face a hit from him.

And this young kid standing in front of him, his aura was unstable, making it impossible to determine his level, but it was certain that he was at most at the Innate Fourth Stage level.

At most, the Innate Fourth Stage!

Such a weak chicken in front of him, was not worth a look.

With his punch, he would probably directly turn him into mincemeat.

By then, the kid’s life would be in his hands, and the Elixir in his hand would be his!

Thinking about this, the expression in the hunk’s eyes became fiery, almost as if he could see White Mitchell collapsing under his punch.

But before he could continue gloating, a strange popping sound interrupted his thoughts.

Huh!?

The hunk was startled and quickly regained his senses, looking at his fist.

“What…”

He wouldn’t have noticed if he hadn’t looked, but at this glance, even the hunk was a bit puzzled.

His fatal punch was actually caught single-handedly by White Mitchell?

How the fuck is that possible?

He knew very well how heavy his punch was.

Even if there were walls of copper and iron in front of him, he could shatter them easily.

The kid’s strength was at most at the Innate Fourth Stage, how did he manage to catch his punch single-handedly?

For a moment, a look of shock appeared on the face of the hunk.

Not only him, but even the others who followed him couldn’t comprehend what they saw.

What was going on?

Did he actually hold back?

Everyone was startled, but just then, there was a sudden, jarring sound from the hunk’s arm.

Ah…

Before they could react, the hunk let out a wail, and that powerful arm of his dangled as if it were a pendulum.

Broke… broke?

He actually disabled the arm of an expert at the Innate Fifth Stage?

An Innate Fourth Stage, defeated an Innate Fifth Stage?

A cross-level fight, and he won?

This…

For a time, everyone present couldn’t help but stop, looking at White Mitchell in disbelief, as if looking at a monster, their eyes involuntarily filled with fear.

Even Mr. Leon of Heavenly Dragon City, upon seeing this scene, couldn’t help but widen his eyes in astonishment.

“Could it be that the detoxification at Double Dragon Lake has caused a breakthrough in his strength?”

Thinking of this, Mr. Leon clenched his fists tightly, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

The detoxification at Double Dragon Lake should have been his chance, but it was snatched away by this bastard.

The stronger he becomes now, the deeper this hatred.

For a moment, Mr. Leon was seething with rage: “Fuck! Kill him for me!!!”

Boom!!!

As soon as his words fell, a few unfamiliar figures next to Mr. Leon shivered, then an aura belonging to the strong permeated the entire scene.

As a genius of Heavenly Dragon City, how could Mr. Leon not have elite guards by his side.

The reason he didn’t let them act just now was simply because he didn’t think it necessary.

But now it was different, White Mitchell’s demonstrated strength made Mr. Leon wary.

Therefore, Mr. Leon didn’t hesitate and directly ordered his high-level men to act.

The next moment, a shadow beside Mr. Leon said indifferently: “Young master, leave this guy to me.”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Leon looked at his subordinate.

Innate Sixth Stages!

This strength was even stronger than that muscular man from before.

Even though there’s only one level of difference between them, it’s a classic instance of “a miss is as good as a mile”.

Innate Sixth Stage, enough to crush a Transcendent in the Innate Fifth Stage.

Moreover, the experts from Heavenly Dragon City are much stronger than the average Transcendent at the Innate Sixth Stage.

“Crush his legs, I want him to be begging for life and death!” Mr. Leon said indifferently.

“Understood!”

Mr. Leon’s men nodded heavily, immediately turning around and walking towards White Mitchell.

“Trash!” Mr. Leon’s men cast a contemptuous look at White Mitchell, not taking him seriously at all.

Upon seeing this, White Mitchell maintained his calm demeanor, not affected in the slightest.

He could tell this person’s strength. If they really fought, he could take him down in less than ten moves.

However, under the current circumstances, it had to be a swift battle.

He couldn’t waste too much time here, otherwise, once other powerhouses arrived, it wouldn’t be easy for him to leave.

Thinking of this, White Mitchell’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and he switched from defense to offense, charging straight at them.

Seeing this, Mr. Leon’s men sneered: “You dare to resist? Seeking death!”

The next moment, Mr. Leon’s men clenched their fists.

A strange light suddenly surged on his fists, as if something was flowing around them, emitting a gloomy and terrifying aura.

Boom!

The next moment, Mr. Leon’s men fiercely launched a punch at White Mitchell.

In an instant, the powerful blast, mixed with the piercing sound of wind, rolled towards White Mitchell.

Just after one contact, White Mitchell felt as if he was surrounded by something, and even the surrounding air became oppressive.

But, White Mitchell was not affected by this abnormality, he became even faster.

Within less than a breath’s time, White Mitchell appeared right in front of Mr. Leon’s men.

By now, Mr. Leon’s men had fully committed to their attack. From an outsider’s perspective, White Mitchell seemed to be charging head-on into the punch.

This situation was extremely precarious.

One misstep and White Mitchell would have to take a full-power punch from his opponent.

At this sight, a smug smile emerged on Mr. Leon’s face.

“Fool! Do you genuinely believe that the power of Innate Sixth Stage and Innate Fifth Stage can be compared? You were lucky to beat a strong man in the Innate Fifth Stage. Do you think you can handle a powerhouse at Innate Sixth Stage? Ridiculous!” Mr. Leon chuckled.

As he said this, the warriors behind Mr. Leon all laughed uproariously.

Clearly, no one believed that White Mitchell could beat a powerhouse at the Innate Sixth Stage.

They all thought White Mitchell was too confident, even arrogant.

Regardless of his strength, this was the equivalent of hitting a rock with an egg.

Thinking of this, everyone seemed to have pictured the scene of White Mitchell being pulverized by a single punch.

As for Mr. Leon, he was already imagining receiving the Spirit Pill from White Mitchell and handing it over to Heavenly Dragon City.

How valuable is a Spirit Pill?

Once he handed it over to Heavenly Dragon City, Mr. Leon would undoubtedly receive a huge reward. Perhaps, he might even become the most valued genius in Heavenly Dragon City.

By then, wouldn’t the resources of Heavenly Dragon City be at his disposal?

Thinking of this, Mr. Leon was ecstatic, eager to see White Mitchell reduced to rubble.

However, the reality did not unfold as Mr. Leon and others had anticipated.

The situation on the field took an abrupt turn!

White Mitchell, who had appeared in front of Mr. Leon’s men, suddenly changed direction, dodging the punch at an extremely sharp angle.

Not only that, White Mitchell took advantage of the opposing punch’s swift wind to leap and change direction, charging straight towards Mr. Leon.

Damn it!

The hearts of Mr. Leon and others thumped, panic began to set in amongst them.

“His target is Mr. Leon! Quick! Protect Mr. Leon!” Someone in the crowd shouted anxiously.

But at this point, White Mitchell was already a step ahead, closing in on Mr. Leon.

Hisses!

Upon seeing White Mitchell, who appeared like a ghost before him, Mr. Leon immediately gasped in shock, feeling his scalp tingle with fear.

“You! You…what are you trying to do? I… I warn you, don’t mess around, otherwise…” Mr. Leon’s was in a state of panic.

He had faced off against White Mitchell at Double Dragon Lake, so he knew well how formidable he was.

Despite being known as a genius, his cultivation was still at its infancy. His true power had not yet been fully unleashed.

Under such circumstances, he had no hope of winning against this harbinger of doom.

However, in response to Mr. Leon’s warning, White Mitchell seemed as though he didn’t hear it at all, directly gripping Mr. Leon’s neck and hoisting him into the air.

Swoosh!

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Seeing this, all of Mr. Leon’s subordinates revealed expressions of absolute terror.

After all, Mr. Leon was Heavenly Dragon City’s genius and the power behind him was significantly influential.

If anything were to happen to Mr. Leon under their protection, not only they won’t escape the consequences, but their families would suffer as well.

At this thought, each of them was shaking in fear.

No one expected White Mitchell to make a move on Mr. Leon.

“Young man, have you no respect for martial ethics?” Someone could not help but curse loudly.

Martial ethics?

White Mitchell coldly smirked, “Oh? So when all of you surround me, that’s martial ethics?”

“You!”

Everyone was speechless upon hearing his words, their faces displaying an unbearable discomfort, as if they had swallowed a hundred dead rats.

“You… don’t mess around. If you dare to hurt a hair on Mr. Leon’s head, I guarantee that all of Heavenly Dragon City will make you pay. Then, you’ll have to face more than just us!” Someone warned angrily.

“You brat, if you know what’s good for you, let Mr. Leon go. Otherwise, I’ll skin you alive!” Another robust man said angrily.

In the face of the furious crowd, White Mitchell simply hoisted Mr. Leon even higher.

Cough, cough, cough…

Instantly, Mr. Leon’s face turned red. He struggled vigorously, but no matter how he tried, White Mitchell’s hand held him tight, like a vice.

Ahhhh!!!

Mr. Leon was furious. He had never been so humiliated in his life.

“Kill him! Stop… Stop fucking talking! Or I’ll kill all of you!!!” Mr. Leon roared at his men.

Kill him?

In response to Mr. Leon’s command, his henchmen stood motionless. Their legs felt as heavy as lead, unable to move at all.

If anything happened to Mr. Leon, they would not escape death.

Therefore, they didn’t dare to gamble. If White Mitchell really did kill Mr. Leon, no one could bear that responsibility.

This thought caused them all to exchange uneasy glances.

Then, a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader looked at White Mitchell with a humiliated expression, “Young man, state your terms. What do you want to let our young master go?”

Swoosh!

Hearing this, Mr. Leon flew into a rage, “What the fuck are you doing? I told you to kill him, are you deaf…”

Slap!

Before he could finish speaking, White Mitchell slapped him squarely across the face.

In an instant, Mr. Leon, who was once so arrogant, was now as pitiful as a beaten dog. He looked furious and extremely frustrated.

Ahhh!!! Fuck! I’m going to kill you, I’m going to…” Mr. Leon was furious.

White Mitchell’s expression turned cold upon hearing his words. His eyes reflected two sharp glares, like daggers, directed at Mr. Leon, “Do you think I’m kidding? Killing you would only take a flick of my finger, understood?”

Hiss!

Seeing White Mitchell like this, Mr. Leon’s face changed instantly. He felt a desolate chill spreading from White Mitchell, which was particularly terrifying.

Who the hell is this guy?

How could he possess such an unnerving aura?

This aura, didn’t come from the suppression of strength but from the spiritual level!

Standing before him, he felt like a powerless child who couldn’t muster the will to resist.

Why?

Why was this happening?