Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Chapter 203: Why? Why is the universe so unfair to me?!

The Dragon's Breath Elixir, engraved with golden dragon patterns, couldn't possibly be fake. Which means…

The elder presiding over the Alchemy Conference shakily stepped forward, his lips trembling slightly with excitement.

"This Dragon's Breath Elixir is indeed a genuine seventh-tier elixir. I never thought… I'd live to witness a seventh-tier elixir in my lifetime!"

A lifelong pursuit. The elder had never imagined he'd encounter something like this here.

"It's really a seventh-tier elixir!

First, a sixth-tier alchemist, and now a seventh-tier Dragon's Breath Elixir. What on earth is happening at this year's Alchemy Conference?!"

"And where did that Dragon's saliva even come from? If that little girl really is a dragon in human form, then… does that mean someone has tamed a dragon?"

The alchemists who knew about Dragon's Breath Elixir were even more shocked.

The main ingredient in Dragon's Breath Elixir is Dragon's saliva. And the purer the dragon's bloodline, the higher the quality of the elixir.

To create an elixir of such terrifying quality, it wasn't just because the person in front of them had reached the level of a seventh-tier alchemist.

No, that girl's status among the dragons must be incredibly high—she might even be a Dragon King!

But who in the world could tame a Dragon King?

"I've heard rumors about someone from Sky Sanctuary—Timothy—who, in just a few months, ascended to Ocean's Gate and awakened the Enlightenment Body.

And he supposedly tamed Azura, the Ocean Dragon King, as his companion.

Could it be… that he's Timothy?"

Suddenly, an alchemist cried out in shock.

Though most alchemists weren't particularly strong and didn't dabble much in cultivation, they had all heard the wild stories about Timothy.

Could the person standing before them really be the terrifying figure who had awakened the Enlightenment Body and earned the favor of Goddess Sylvia?

"What's he doing here? And more importantly, why is someone with such terrifying power also so skilled in alchemy?!"

The alchemists present felt a wave of despair wash over them.

They had spent their entire lives avoiding cultivation, dedicating themselves to the study of alchemy. And yet, in the end, they realized just how insignificant and laughable their efforts were.

In just a few years, Timothy had reached Ocean's Gate, tamed a Dragon King as a pet, mastered elixirs, and become a seventh-tier alchemist—something the entire continent of Elant hadn't seen in centuries. Could anything be more absurd?

A seventh-tier alchemist! Even though there had been rumors, no one had actually seen one in hundreds of years!

"You… you're really Timothy?!"

Soraya's once-arrogant demeanor completely crumbled as she stared at Timothy.

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All that remained was shock and disbelief.

She never could have imagined that the person she had just coldly mocked and dismissed would turn out to be that Timothy from the legends!

She looked down at the dim, dragonless elixir in her hand, then back at Timothy's seventh-tier Dragon's Breath Elixir, which seemed to resonate with the sound of dragons roaring.

Even a fool could sense the vast difference between them.

It was like the gap between heaven and earth. The alchemy skills she had once prided herself on now seemed utterly childish and insignificant in front of him.

Boom!

As if the real deal had encountered a fraud, the Dragon's Breath Elixir in Timothy's hand suddenly emitted an aura of overwhelming dragon might.

The powerful energy swept across the room, pressing down on Soraya.

The three Dragon's Breath Elixirs she had painstakingly crafted trembled in her hands, as if gripped by fear.

Elixirs are imbued with the essence of the world, carrying a certain spiritual resonance.

But in the presence of a true Dragon's Breath Elixir, the three elixirs in Soraya's hand could no longer withstand the immense pressure.

They trembled violently… and shattered with a resounding crack!

Boom.

As the shattered remnants scattered across the ground, everyone watching was utterly dumbfounded.

A sixth-tier Dragon's Breath Elixir was something so precious that entire sects would fight tooth and nail to get their hands on it, using any means necessary.

Yet, in the presence of the Dragon's Breath Elixir crafted by Timothy, these few elixirs had been shattered instantly!

The gap between their alchemy skills was painfully obvious—like the distance between heaven and earth.

With the elixirs broken, it was as if Soraya's very essence had taken a direct hit.

That Dragon's Breath Elixir had been the result of countless hours of painstaking effort.

Now, seeing it crushed so easily, Soraya coughed up a mouthful of blood. Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed to the ground.

Her once enchanting face had turned pale, and she looked utterly drained.

It wasn't just the backlash from the elixir's destruction—her spirit had taken a devastating blow.

Soraya had devoted herself to alchemy for as long as she could remember, immersing herself in it day after day.

She had sacrificed so much to reach her current level of skill.

Her reputation as a sixth-tier alchemist echoed throughout the Western Region. She was hailed as the greatest alchemy prodigy of her generation, with countless people predicting that she would achieve feats no one had in centuries.

She had paid a steep price to reach this point, and today was supposed to be her moment of triumph.

But just when she was ready to use everything she had learned to defeat everyone at the Alchemy Conference, she never could have imagined she'd encounter someone like this.

And worse, it was the very person she had just mocked and dismissed without a second thought.

All her efforts… all of it… had been for nothing.

"Why? Why is the universe so unfair to me?!"

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as Soraya's face turned ashen. Her heart had been shattered, and she was left in utter despair.

"Miss Soraya, there's no need to be so upset," Timothy said with a faint smile. "I only stepped in because I saw how exhausted you were from using alchemy."

He glanced at her pale face. "You should probably head back to the Western Region and rest for a couple of years. Don't push yourself too hard. Otherwise, it won't just be your body that suffers—you might end up damaging your spiritual foundation."

His words were casual, but they hit Soraya like a hammer. Her body trembled, and she nearly fainted from the humiliation.

She had been hailed as the greatest alchemy prodigy in the Western Region in centuries. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined she'd be mocked like this!

"Does anyone… have any further questions about this year's conference?" the elder asked, scanning the room.

Silence.

Originally, the Alchemy Conference was supposed to select the top three alchemists based on their creations, and those three would go on to participate in the trial at Battleforge Mountain.

There would usually be some debate over who deserved those three spots.

But now…

There was no need for any debate.

As long as Timothy was here, no one else had any right to claim the rewards from the trial.

"In that case, this year's Alchemy Conference will have only one winner: Timothy. He will be the sole participant in the trial."

The elder paused for a moment before finally speaking.

Nearby, Soraya sat slumped on the ground, her face still pale.

No one voiced any objections.

Before the conference had begun, no one could have predicted that it would end like this.

And now, as the Dragon's Breath Elixir made its appearance, a faint golden light began to shimmer atop Battleforge Mountain.