The Growth of a Titan-Chapter 462- I’m No One, Just An Ordinary Disciple

"Yeah, I thought I was the only one who believed he was targeting Brother Sol. If this wine had negative side effects why would Brother Sol hand them out so carelessly? I even saw disciples from the Alchemy Pavilion drink this as well."

"Right, right, if Brother Sol was doing this to give his Alchemy Pavilion a chance in the Tournament why the heck would he sabotage his own members?"

"*Scoff!*...Why are we even entertaining this idea? If you think about it, with Brother Sol’s talents and strength, would he stoop so low as to use these underhanded methods? The first stage of the Tournament is a group battle and Brother Sol is just one person, but he alone would be enough to make his Alchemy Pavilion a threat in this stage."

"You’re forgetting that Devil Devil Yoon is the Head Disciple of the Alchemy Pavilion as well. He isn’t talked about like those Rising Stars previously on the Heaven Arena Rankings, but he’s unmistakenly a Rising Star on par with them!"

"Right! I almost forgot that damn Devil was there as well. The Alchemy Pavilion is definitely a group to watch out for, with their knowledge of medicinal plants and possible poisons they aren’t to be underestimated."

"Hm! Their group is already strong, they don’t need to do something like this. This is just slander against Brother Sol..."

"No doubt..."

Without Sol even having to say anything, the crowd of disciples already started to poke holes in the Elder’s wild theory.

The Elder’s frown became deeper while the small furrow between Sol’s brows smoothed out. With a calm smile, he said.

"Elder I understand your concerns, but my Alchemy skills are surely not that outstanding as to trick someone of Elder’s level. You were able to sense the positive side effects of my wine, so I assume Elder can also sense that there are no negative side effects as well."

The Elder seemed to have lost his composure along with the pretense of a worried Elder as he suddenly snorted and said derisively.

"Since this wine was brewed by your Pavilion Headmaster it is impossible for me to detect those negative effects."

Sol stiffened.

"...What?"

He was extremely angered, but he was also too dumbfounded by this old man’s words to say any more than this.

"My god, he’s not even speculating anymore, he’s just blatantly accusing Sol of poisoning us, and now he’s even dragged Headmaster Young-hwa into this."

One Alchemy Disciple said while mirroring Sol’s dumbfoundment.

"I will confiscate this wine to hand it over to the Academy for evidence of your crime. I will also contact the Land of Shadows to inform them to exempt your entire Alchemy Pavilion from participating in this Tournament!"

"What?!"

"No! You can’t!"

"Wah! How can you do something like that?!!"

The Alchemy Disciples who were in the crowd all cried out in despair; their faces had long gone pale as a sheet of paper. Some even staggered and almost coughed up a mouthful of blood from the sudden shock. Many had tears appear in their eyes. However, some were looking at the Elder as if they wanted to tear his flesh apart and drink his blood.

For disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion who come from poorer backgrounds, this Tournament was a massive opportunity for them!

They didn’t even dare dream of getting a high rank or winning the tournament, nothing like that. Those were things disciples from the Top Powers focused on. For disciples like them, they focused on the chance of getting to visit the Shadow Dimension.

Similar to Jianghu’s Hundred Plants and Herbs Dimension, the Shadow Dimension was a separate dimension containing treasures that could change their lives for the better. No, they heard the treasures inside were even more precious than the ones in the Hundred Plants and Herbs Dimension. Not only were there precious medicinal plants and herbs inside but there were said to be small inheritances inside left behind by the past members of the Miura Clan. There was a chance one of them might find a precious Divine Artifact or a Martial Skill inside!

For those who dream big, they can’t wait to go inside and possibly discover a legendary treasure or once-in-a-lifetime inheritance. They could go farther than they could have possibly imagined on their path of cultivation.

But for those who dreamt more realistically, they just wanted a chance to find some precious medicinal plants and herbs that could help with their expenses while pursuing their passion. Alchemy was a costly profession, but if they just managed to hold on and make a significant breakthrough, then they could make back what they sacrificed tenfold after leaving the Academy.

However, this Elder had just mercilessly ripped this opportunity from them. For some, this loss of opportunity was going to set them back by several months or even a year. News had already spread of corpses of Immortals found in the smaller dimension of the Hundred Plants and Herbs dimension, so there was a chance the Academy wouldn’t permit them to enter any time this year. Because of this, for disciples a bit older, this was their last chance to obtain such a fortune before they had to leave the academy after not reaching the Spiritual Realm before age seventeen.

How should these disciples react to this Elder’s words if not with despair, anger, and murderous intent?

The other disciples couldn’t help but look at these Alchemy disciples with sympathy.

But suddenly, a voice filled with mockery responded to the Elder’s final verdict.

"Old man, do you think you have the right to exempt any group from participating in this Tournament? On the surface, this Tournament is being organized by various forces, but the one truly in charge of this Tournament is only a single force."

The Elder immediately shot a cold look toward Ushi who was squatting beside Yoon-jae. Ushi met his gaze not bothered at all.

"*Snort*...Child, who do you think you are to speak to an Elder of the Academy so disrespectfully?"

"Ha? You’re asking who I am? I’m no one, just an ordinary disciple."

Ushi said this with a dismissive wave of his hand, but his action of lifting his headband with his thumb to show off the black full moon tattoo on his forehead contradicted his dismissive attitude.

The moment the Elder saw the tattoo on Ushi’s forehead his pupils abruptly constricted. He recalled that only those from the Miura Clan had the tattoo of a full moon on their foreheads, and further the color saturation of the tattoo indicated which bloodline they belonged. Judging by the pitch-black color of this boy’s tattoo, the Elder concluded he was from the main bloodline.

’I recalled there were rumors that the Young Master of the Miura Clan entered the Academy this year, but did he join the Alchemy Pavilion? What kind of relationship does he have with this deceitful brat?’

Even though he was an Elder of the Academy, he was always in seclusion so he wasn’t up to date with recent news.