The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Monster-like Performance

Fang Lin arrived at this corridor, and what met his eyes were murals lining both sides of the corridor. All the murals depicted scenes of ancient pill refiners engaged in pill refining.

“Hmm?” Fang Lin looked ahead to see a figure, who was somewhat dumbfounded, standing there staring at the murals. It was none other than Su Xiaotong.

Seeing her there, Fang Lin quickly walked towards her, calling out, “Miss Su.”

Upon hearing the voice, Su Xiaotong turned her head. Her face was full of confusion, “I think I’ve met you before, but I can’t remember.”

Fang Lin’s smile froze. Meeting Su Xiaotong, a girl with such weak memory, Fang Lin did not know how to react.

“I’m Fang Lin.” Fang Lin said with an expressionless face.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaotong immediately flipped through her little notebook. After a while, she finally found the page corresponding to Fang Lin.

“I’m so sorry, I forgot about you again.” Su Xiaotong apologised, obviously embarrassed.

Fang Lin waved dismissively, he was already used to it.

“Miss Su, are you trying to understand these murals?” Fang Lin looked at the murals on both sides and asked.

Su Xiaotong nodded, “I’ve already deciphered a few and gained valuable insights from the ancient alchemists. Although I did not obtain any alchemy techniques, I certainly gained a lot from them.”

Fang Lin laughed, “It seems Miss Su has had quite a lucky encounter.”

Su Xiaotong curiously looked at Fang Lin, “And you? Did you also choose the scrolls like me?”

Fang Lin chuckled, touching his nose, “Actually, I chose all three options.”

Su Xiaotong was shocked. She hadn’t expected Fang Lin to be so quirky as to have chosen pills, the furnace, and the scrolls? Could he really do that?

Su Xiaotong immediately turned to the old man in white who was not far away and asked, “Can all three options be chosen together?”

The old man in white looked quite embarrassed, he glanced at Fang Lin and responded grumpily, “Only this oddball would choose all three. He will get his just desserts soon.”

Fang Lin coughed lightly, changing the subject, “Miss Su, didn’t you see Zhao Shenkong?”

Su Xiaotong was taken aback. By the look on her face, Fang Lin realised she had probably forgotten who Zhao Shenkong was.

Immediately, Fang Lin took her notebook, flipped through the pages quickly, and found the page of Zhao Shenkong.

Upon seeing this, Su Xiaotong remembered and shook her head, “Since I entered the Pill Pole Tower, I have not seen him again.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin pondered. In that case, Zhao Shenkong must have chosen the Pill Furnace alone and gone to a different place to seek his own fortunes.

Fang Lin chose all three, so he could go to three different places to seek good luck. He just didn’t know if the previous chamber full of statues counted as one of them.

Thinking of this, Fang Lin looked to the old man in white and asked, “If the pill was chosen, would it be the same as going to the previous chamber?”

The old man in white snorted, “No.”

Fang Lin was somewhat surprised and asked, “Not? So, was it because the pill furnace was chosen that you would go to the chamber?”

The old man in white looked to the side, “Not that either.”

Fang Lin was a bit puzzled. Neither the Pill Furnace nor the Pills would lead to the chamber, and Su Xiaotong, who chose the scrolls, ended up in this corridor. So why did I end up in that chamber?

Fang Lin was a little confused. Could it be that only if you choose all three options you could enter that chamber?

“Old man, could Miss Su have entered the chamber just now?” Fang Lin asked.

Su Xiaotong stood confused at the side, not understanding what the chamber Fang Lin mentioned was.

The old man in white explained, “There’s only one condition to enter that room, sufficient talent. If the talent is lacking, no matter what you choose, you will not be able to enter that chamber.”

Having heard this, Fang Lin was speechless. So, that is how it is.

However, Fang Lin asked curiously again, “Then where do you go if the furnace or the pills are chosen?”

The old man in white reluctantly explained, “If you choose the Pill Furnace, you will go to the Stone Tablet Ancient Hall. If you choose the pills, you will go to The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.”

So that’s how it is!

Fang Lin nodded, this explanation seemed reasonable. Therefore, he should also be heading to these two places next. However, he had no idea whether Zhao Shenkong had gone to the Stone Tablet Ancient Hall or The Immortal Medicine Pavilion.

“You need to seize the opportunity in front of you before you consider other things.” The old man in white seemed to guess what Fang Lin was thinking and grumbled.

With a slight smile, Fang Lin turned to Su Xiaotong, “Miss Su, I will take my leave first.”

With that, under the astonished gazes of the old man in white and Su Xiaotong, he walked straight towards the end of the corridor.

As he passed by, all the murals on both sides seemed to come alive, radiating a golden glow. They turned into thin golden threads and integrated into Fang Lin’s body.

“What?” The old man in white was shocked, almost jumping up from his spot.

Su Xiaotong wore an expression of disbelief. She had been in the corridor for a while and had only interpreted two or three murals.

Yet, as Fang Lin simply walked past, all the murals on both sides, like crazed beings, consecutively passed their hidden wisdom into Fang Lin’s body.

What was happening?

Su Xiaotong was puzzled, while the old man in white was incredibly shocked. He vaguely guessed that Fang Lin might be a person of great importance.

Fang Lin did not stop in front of any mural, but all the murals he passed by emitted light.

Thus, under the shocked eyes of Su Xiaotong and the old man in white, Fang Lin’s figure, enveloped by golden light, slowly disappeared into the corridor.

“Old man, what just happened with Fang Lin?” Su Xiaotong asked with some bewilderment.

The old man in white grinned. He could not explain Fang Lin’s out-of-the-ordinary performance.

To be precise, it was too scary.

The old man in white had seen many geniuses and had seen people quickly interpret murals on this corridor.

But never had he seen anyone like Fang Lin, who without so much as a glance at the murals, managed to interpret all the murals by simply walking past them.

This simply wasn’t human!

The old man in white looked at Su Xiaotong. Would this girl be affected by Fang Lin’s monstrous performance?

Upon looking at Su Xiaotong’s dazed appearance, it seemed that she might indeed be affected.

The old man in white said comfortingly, “Everyone’s talent is different. Fang Lin is just a little special, you don’t need to belittle yourself.”

Su Xiaotong turned her head, her face full of confusion, “It seems like someone was here just now. I forgot.”

The old man in white:

Meanwhile, Fang Lin, surrounded by golden light, arrived in front of a pavilion after exiting the corridor.