Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy

"Senior brother Fuzhen, I have a person with me who wants to buy a few of your tail feathers," Scarwolf said. "Would you mind selling it to him?"

"Who are you to call me senior brother?" the old man snapped.

"I… I am Scarwolf, one of the sect's disciples," Scarwolf said, surprised. "I suppose we haven't talked before, so you do not know about me."

"I don't care about you enough to remember you. Now leave and stop wasting my time," the man said before turning around to leave.

"Senior brother," Scarwolf called out. "Please, your feathers. Alchemist Dawnblade has come from far away to purchase your—"

"I'm selling no damn feathers of mine. Leave," the man said.

"Senior," Alex stepped forward. "Please. I am in need of 9 tail feathers from an Emerald Raven, and I have not found another one anywhere else. You are the first one I've found. Please help me. I will pay you however many spirit stones you want."

"Alchemist Dawnblade here is one of the top contenders in the Alchemy tournament the Alchemy God is holding in his continent. He needs your feathers for part of the competition," Scarwolf added.

"What is your and everyone's fascination with my feathers? Why do you damned alchemists must come after my feathers?" the old man asked.

"There have been others?" Alex asked in surprise. "I need them to make a pill for the ongoing tournament, so I desperately need them."

The old man paused. "Be that as it may, I still have no plans of selling it. You may find someone else to bother."

"Senior, I will purchase it for twice the price, thrice if you want it," Alex said. "You can see that I am desperate for it."

"You can keep your spirit stones. I have no use for them. I will say it one last time: I do not have any intention of selling you my feathers. Now, leave, or I will kick you out."

The man turned around and went back.

Neither Alex nor Scarwolf did anything to stop him. The man seemed pretty set on things.

"There are no other Emerald Ravens in the sect, right?" Alex asked.

"None," the young man said. "The species itself is quite rare."

"Would you happen to know what other sect they may be at?" he asked.

The young man shook his head. "I don't have that sort of information. Not even the elders would likely have that sort of information."

Alex nodded. It was a piece of pretty private information about a sect's disciple or their beasts. "I suppose I will have to go look around at the other sects then."

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to be of much help," the young man said.

"That's alright. You tried." Alex looked at his dejected face and said, "I will still tell my master about you. See what happens."

"But I didn't do anything for you," the young man said.

"Then you can do it right now. I need a list of all the sects where there are a lot of beasts. Can you get me one?" Alex asked.

"I don't think I can make one for sects outside of this continent," the young man said.

"That's alright. I only need the one for this continent."

It took a while for Scarwolf to find him the list. After getting said list, Alex said his farewell to the young man and left the city.

There were about 5 other major places to visit and 22 additional places that may have what he was looking for.

Alex started with the first on the list, going to that sect that very night to find the feathers. But there was no such beast with them. The same was true for the second and third ones.

The fourth one had an Emerald Raven, but it was a Saint realm one, a very early one at that. It would take some time for it to cultivate to the Immortal realm.

Alex could very much make a pill with just those feathers as he was capable of making higher-grade energy with lower-grade ingredients by compressing them. But sadly, while it would make him a pill, it wouldn't help him pass in the competition.

The main purpose of the competition was finding the ingredients after all. Alex went to the fifth major place where he was told that they had not one, but two Immortal rank Emerald Ravens. He was ecstatic to learn about that.

"SO they are willing to give me their tail feathers, right?" Alex asked the staff he met.

"Absolutely," the man said. "You will get it."

"Great. What's the price?" Alex asked.

"That will depend on the two selling their feathers. We will get you in contact with them when they are ready to sell you their feathers."

Alex paused. "I can't talk to them right now?" he asked.

"No," the staff member said. "I'm sorry, I thought you knew."

"Knew what?" Alex asked.

"There have been many that have come to purchase the tail feathers from the two ravens. There are so many that we now have to put you on a list."

Alex was shocked. "Ok, how long will I have to wait?" he asked.

"Let me see," the staff said and checked. "Currently there are 140 people ahead of you. Each of the ravens takes about 3 months to properly regrow their 12 tail feathers. So…"

"So that will make me wait over 15 years," Alex said.

"Not necessarily. There are people who only need 3 feathers. Some who need 5. Some who need 10. Depending on how many they make, your turn could come within the next 10 years."

Alex was stunned into silence. That was too long a time for the competition. He couldn't wait this long. He would lose.

'Half these people had to have been disqualified already,' Alex thought in frustration. But even so, he would still have to wait for 5 more years. Could he do it? Or would he end up being too late

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