Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Chapter 206: Holy Emperor Starwind

"Wait, you... did you actually receive the inheritance from Battleforge Mountain?"

As the radiant light slowly faded, Timothy gently floated back to the ground. Edwin, the elder presiding over the Alchemy Conference, approached him in shock.

"No, it's not just that. You must have received the inheritance. I saw it with my own eyes—the flames from Battleforge Mountain, powerful enough to burn the heavens, surged into your body.

Such a terrifying inheritance, and you were able to withstand it!

Timothy, can you tell me what kind of inheritance you've received?"

Edwin's eyes were filled with a burning curiosity. His lifelong pursuit had been to reach the pinnacle of alchemy, and now, standing before him was someone who had achieved what he had only dreamed of.

"Well... that's a secret," Timothy replied with a slight smile, shaking his head.

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Edwin, who had overseen the Alchemy Conference for centuries and carried the weight of countless predecessors, felt a pang of frustration. He had no idea what the true inheritance was, and it gnawed at him.

Then, suddenly—

Thud!

Edwin dropped to his knees.

"I won't ask about the inheritance anymore, but... could I beg you to fulfill the wish of countless people and become the leader of the Alchemy Alliance?"

Timothy blinked, looking down at the elder in surprise.

Edwin was kneeling on one knee, hands respectfully offering a token. The token was engraved with the symbol of an alchemical furnace, glowing with a mix of crimson and gold.

A shimmering barrier had formed behind them, blocking out the rest of the world. Beside Edwin stood several of the most important figures of the Alchemy Conference, each of them at least a sixth-level alchemist.

"The decline of alchemy has lasted for who knows how long. For years, no one has reached the eighth level of alchemy, and no one has ever passed the trials of Battleforge Mountain to receive its inheritance.

I've waited for centuries. My predecessors waited for tens of thousands of years.

I never thought I'd live to see the day someone would pass the trial of Battleforge Mountain.

Timothy, I have no other request. I only hope you'll accept the position of leader of the Alchemy Alliance.

Even if you do nothing, I believe that your mere presence, your words, and your actions will guide countless alchemists on the continent of Elant toward a new era of prosperity.

If you agree, the alchemists of Elant will follow you through fire and water. All I ask is that you accept this stubborn old man's request and take up the mantle of leadership."

Edwin's voice trembled with emotion. His eyes, filled with sincerity and hope, left no room for doubt.

The token, symbolizing the leader of the Alchemy Alliance, gleamed under the light of Battleforge Mountain.

"Well, in that case, I don't see any reason to refuse."

Timothy thought for only a moment before taking the token without hesitation.

"Leader!"

Edwin looked up, clearly not expecting Timothy to accept so quickly. Tears welled up in his old, clouded eyes, and his heart swelled with emotions too powerful to put into words.

"I am Edwin, the presiding elder of the Alchemy Conference for centuries. I welcome our new leader!"

With one hand over his chest, Edwin bowed deeply, his voice shaking with excitement.

"Welcome, Leader!"

The other elders behind him, all kneeling on one knee, echoed his words. Each of them had waited for this moment for far too long.

They had devoted their lives to alchemy, and now, the one who could save the entire alchemical tradition of the Elant continent had finally appeared.

The excitement they felt was beyond words.

"Very well. I will pass down the recipe for the Solar Blaze Elixir as a gift to all alchemists of Elant. You may all rise." Timothy tucked the token away and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Leader!"

Edwin once again placed his hand over his chest in deep respect, before leading the others to slowly stand.

The shimmering barrier behind them gradually dissipated, revealing Timothy, Edwin, and the others to the crowd that had been waiting anxiously.

Edwin, without elaborating on Timothy's new role as leader, respectfully asked, "Every year at this time, practitioners from all over the world gather here to bid on the elixirs crafted during the Alchemy Conference. Would you like to auction off the Seven-Colored Elixir?"

Timothy shook his head. "Not that one. But these six Dragon's Breath Elixirs can go up for auction."

"Understood."

Edwin respectfully took the Dragon's Breath Elixirs and made the official announcement.

"These six Dragon's Breath Elixirs, all of the highest seventh-tier quality, are now open for bidding."

The moment he spoke, the crowd erupted into a frenzy.

"I bid 7,000 Mana Crystals!"

"That's a seventh-tier Dragon's Breath Elixir! You think 7,000 Mana Crystals is enough? I bid 9,000!"

"9,900 Mana Crystals!"

The crowd was in an uproar, and from the distant horizon, more figures could be seen flying toward Battleforge Mountain.

In previous years, many practitioners would indeed come to Battleforge Mountain to bid on the elixirs crafted by the most powerful alchemists. But today's scene was on a completely different level.

The celestial phenomenon caused by the appearance of the eighth-tier elixir had already drawn the attention of countless people.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, any sect that witnessed the spectacle or sensed the powerful energy immediately sent their top experts to the mountain.

The area around Battleforge Mountain was already packed with people, buzzing with excitement, and yet more practitioners were still arriving.

"10,000 Mana Crystals!"

"13,000 Mana Crystals!"

Even though the legendary eighth-tier elixir hadn't been put up for auction, the allure of the seventh-tier Dragon's Breath Elixir was already overwhelming.

Aside from ancient relics, there were hardly any alchemists left in the world capable of crafting elixirs of this caliber.

"20,000 Mana Crystals!"

Suddenly, a voice boomed over the crowd, silencing everyone.

All eyes turned toward the source of the voice, and they were instantly stunned.

The one who had spoken was none other than Holy Emperor Starwind Cassian!

"Holy Emperor Starwind is here to bid on the elixirs himself?!"

"30,000 Mana Crystals!"

Without waiting for anyone to respond, Holy Emperor Starwind raised three fingers and scanned the crowd.

"30,000 Mana Crystals. Does anyone wish to continue?"

His sharp gaze swept across the crowd, and in an instant, the entire area fell silent. No one dared to speak.

"Not bad. Looks like this guy's got some serious cash," Azura, standing next to Timothy, nodded approvingly.

"He seems like a sucker for a high price, but why does his aura feel so familiar to me?" Timothy frowned slightly.

"Eh, who cares? As long as he's got the money, right?" Azura said excitedly. "One, two, three, four, five... 30,000 Mana Crystals is a lot of money!"

Timothy: "..."

"30,000 Mana Crystals, going once. 30,000 Mana Crystals, going twice.

Sold! Six seventh-tier Dragon's Breath Elixirs, to Holy Emperor Starwind!"

And with that, the auction was officially concluded.