Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"It's easy, master can give him the same number of materials I'll have," William shrugged as if this was something that wasn't related to him.

"This…" no matter how angry and baffled the master was, he wasn't stupid.

He got what William wanted to say here… Even if Guanin had the same set of materials, what was the use if he didn't know how to use them?

"I accept," just when the master was feeling more puzzled and stressed by

such a sudden twist in events, Guanin spoke out of his pure confidence and arrogance, "let's compete with whatever set of materials he wanted. I doubt a porter like him can be a match to a genius like me!"

"A porter?!" a look of surprise surfaced over the master's face. This was the second time for Guanin to mention such a word and William didn't correct him.

Being puzzled, the master felt such words being called over a spirit master should be treated as an insult. Yet for a reason, William acted all calm and accepted it without any signs of being annoyed.

And for another reason, the master felt this situation was slightly and weirdly familiar. Yet he didn't recognise what was familiar about it.

"Fine, tell me what I want," the man was a master at the alchemy department in the academy. So, he got tons of materials in his storage ring and didn't need to go and look for anything.

"I want the purple flame grass, the wet liquor seeds, the…" William started to narrate twenty different kinds of herbs without hesitation.

The more he spoke, the more baffled and surprised the master got.

The latter thought William was just trying to act cool here. But who knew this lad was all knowledgeable about herbs?
Some herbs even were known to the ears of the disciples here, making them look at each other for a few seconds before many chuckled.

In their eyes, William was trying to act knowledgeable. Yet what was the benefit of showing off like that? Even if you knew a thing or two that we didn't, that didn't mean you could concoct a potion!

Guanin also felt the same. With a short laugh and shaking off his head, he kept his silence while the master couldn't help but produce the set of the extra materials William asked for.

While the master was taking out materials, William asked politely to increase the amount of a few of them.

The master didn't disagree, however a look of interest appeared in his eyes.

From his experience, William wasn't acting on impulse or trying to show off.

From his attitude and actions, this master could guess roughly that William really got a recipe in mind for his potion.

'Interesting,' per what the master knew, there wasn't another version of this potion. And he never thought about making a different version of it before. Having the urge to learn potions and pills recipes was the main drive for alchemists in life. In addition, of course to raising one's proficiency in making potions.

He thought, like any master at the Alchemy department, about making better versions of more effective and useful potions. So, seeing this kid claiming he knew another recipe of this potion got him more interested in learning this recipe by watching William's actions.

Spirit masters relied on their spirit rank as a way to become renowned worldwide, and alchemists relied on the grade of forged pills, elixirs, and potions for that.

So, standing on the side, the master's eyes shone while he kept watching William started making his potion.

Every single move of William was recorded in his mind. Fearing he might miss something; he even took a recording crystal out.

It was a hand sized crystal that was filled with blue fog. Once taken out

and activated with one's spirit power, it could record up to six hours straight.

Then the owner could simply reactivate it using his spirit power and a ray of light would emanate out of it and show the recorded scenes inside.

It was a useful tool for someone like alchemists who depended on the combination of vast knowledge and complicated fine techniques and movements to produce good results.

William wasn't inexperienced like Guanin and others. He instantly recognised this recording crystal with a single glance.

Yet he refrained from saying anything or tried to stop the master. After all, his knowledge came mostly from his master in the past life, and he didn't refuse the idea of teaching others.

He also didn't care if news spread about his proficiency in alchemy. His name already was quite famous, and he attracted pressure from different enemies.

So having a little more attention wouldn't make any difference at all in his opinion. In fact, he might even end up making new friends and allies from the Alchemy department, just the same result he got when he let Ellina hang around from before.


If the master had such fate and good luck to witness his concoction, then it was his own luck and good fortune. William accepted that and started making the potion.

From the side, Guanin kept inwardly laughing while he started concocting as well.

Comparing himself with a porter? Comparing a genius who already concocted many potions and pills to someone ignorant who didn't even make a single potion or pill before?

In his eyes, this was a guaranteed and crushing victory that belonged to him, and William would soon regret accepting such a challenge.

Time passed slowly and in less than five minutes, Guanin finished concocting his potion. This potion was a simple one that didn't need much effort or time.

"I'm done," Guanin said in a sense of victory and pride.

William on the side didn't mind him. Even when Guanin filled a small bottle of glass with the potion he made and started to circle around William on purpose of showing off, he never spared Guanin a glance.

And if one looked closer to the scene, even the master didn't spare Guanin a glance.