The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

In Yunevo's memory, the Mage Guild has always been located at the border of Hart City, using the large, non-elemental magic ley lines beneath the city to achieve its persistent levitation in the sky.

Sigh, an almost unbroken aristocratic lineage... no wonder they're called magistrates.

The dazzling and expensive large amethyst crystals were luxuriously stripped of their outer shells and pieced together to form the castle's glittering spire.

Not to mention the marble used as building material, which was meticulously shaped by cutting magic, thoroughly laying the foundation for this grand blueprint.

"I just wonder... if Nolay's father is one of the councilors in the association?"

Yonivore's fingertips brushed across the sealing wax on the purple-gold invitation, and it still felt as hot as when it was poured on.

Each city-state's mage association has seven councilors.

The implementation of small and medium-sized policies is discussed and decided by them, with a voting system as the result... and then carried out by the deacons and subordinates of the various departments.

Of course, the most powerful force in Hart City is that damned church.

They don't care about the lives of others; they're just happy as long as they're having fun. The Mage Association can only wield a limited amount of power here.

Yunevo pinned the mage badge he had received in his early years to his chest, alongside the alchemist badge.

Although his second-tier mage rank is not even considered in the ninth-tier system.

The life of a monk without any support or connections is incredibly difficult.

If a commoner is lucky enough to become a talented mage, all they have to do is try to contact a less treacherous noble family and sign a bunch of messy contracts...

Finally, he recounted the freedom he had enjoyed in the first half of his life.

Yunevo couldn't help but shake his head inwardly, which is why he chose alchemy, a profession that, when broken down, had subtle similarities to many of the disciplines he had studied in his previous life.

As for those that are dissimilar... just blame it on the different laws of the universe.

"Yonev? Welcome..." The waiter at the door recognized the alchemist who was somewhat famous.

His gaze swept over the mage badge pinned to Yunevo's chest, his tone full of regret.

"You were clearly the most talented one back then..."

"No, no, look at me now, I'm an alchemist, aren't I 'doing pretty well'...?"

Eunice waved his hand and showed the invitation to the waiter.

"So it was Butler Norton who invited you!"

The waiter repeatedly gestured "please" and led Yunevo into the nearby Magic Source Stairwell—which was actually an elevator.

Hart City shrank continuously in Juniev's view, with one church and two associations arranged in a triangular pattern within the city.

The winding inner city wall runs through the city, effectively separating the upper and lower urban areas.

The glass-encased stairwell, following the flowing magical energy, pierced through the clouds and stopped in front of the main building of the Mage's Guild...

The attendant bowed slightly to Yonivore, showed him the way, and then returned to the underground.

"Norton Rhine..." Junev muttered, walking with his head down on the solid wood floor covered with cashmere carpet.

At the end of this corridor was a half-open purple yew wooden door, which was also his destination.

In the office, the blond middle-aged man had a well-maintained light beard, and a bright blue velvet shawl was draped over his large monk's robe.

Beside him stood the mage, Nolay, whose eyes lit up slightly upon hearing the knock.

Yunefu bowed and pushed open the door to enter. His gaze first fell on Nolai with some surprise, but quickly focused on the sixth-tier mage.

"Congressman Norton..."

"Although this is our first meeting, I have long admired your name... Mr. Eunice."

Norton looked up, rose from his chair, and extended his hand to Eunice.

After the handshake, the simple formalities ended there; after all, for these two intelligent individuals, appropriate small talk wasn't really necessary...

"Alchemists have never had a good reputation within the church."

Yonivore looked into the man's deep blue eyes and said softly.

"Not all the mages are on the side of the church, Mr. Eunice."

Norton's palm brushed over the list of documents on one side, revealing a polite smile.

"But we're right under the church's nose, and there are people in town who are notorious for their loose tongues."

Norton stared at Yonivo for a while, then chuckled. He placed a letter of recommendation on the table, looking somewhat helpless.

"Noley has already brought the Rhine family into your ranks, hasn't he?"

As expected, he still couldn't keep up the act... Yunefu cursed himself inwardly, then suddenly changed his tone and placed his hands on Norton's desk.

"Alright, let's get straight to the payment..."

"The association has a deep foundation, and its members have a fixed allocation of materials every month... so it depends on what you need."

Norton rested his chin on his hands, a smile seemingly etched onto his face.

"After all, Nolay was just here with me the day before yesterday, chattering away and bragging about the team's gains..."

He looked at his daughter, who was playing with her fingers with her head down, and his words carried a hint of doting affection.

"A demonic organ that can be refined into a potion," Yunevo and Nolaie exchanged a glance before replying.

"Organs? There are more than just those that can be used to make potions... Are you sure you only want organs?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Norton's face.

"I apologize for my oversight... To be precise, it was any complete monster part that could be used to make a potion." Yunevo gave an apologetic smile.

"Father... that leg from the degenerate wyvern seems like a good ingredient for crafting speed potions."

Nolay's eyes lit up, and he leaned close to Norton's ear and said something.

A degenerate wyvern? It seems like anything even remotely related to dragons in this world is incredibly powerful…

Yunevo stroked his chin and leaned forward a little—just a few more keywords... and he could access the system encyclopedia to search for them.

"The Gale Achilles tendon? Norae, that's material I went to great lengths to obtain from the headquarters..."

Norton's smile froze for a moment. He looked at Nolay and whispered.

Yunefu raised an eyebrow and quickly switched to the system encyclopedia while the father and daughter were having a "tiff".

Organ name: Achilles tendon

Type: Dragon

Replacement site: Achilles tendon

Active skills:

【Swift Speed】: During organ activation, you can gain an explosive and amazing sprint speed.

Passive skill:

[Leg Enhancement]: During organ activation, your kicking and other skills will become more powerful.

"Oh no, it's the Riddler! Without a reference point... how can he possibly know the true function of this organ?"

Eunice hesitated, but seeing Norton's pained expression...

The father and daughter couldn't possibly set up another scheme here, could they? He thought it would be better to take a gamble.

Just then, Nolay's voice gained the upper hand in the father-daughter discussion.

"Father! You could say that I saved my life! And he even gave me those 'bargains'..."

Norton rubbed his forehead, enduring the moral blackmail and pointing fingers from his daughter, and reluctantly gave in.

"Sigh... a swift Achilles tendon, plus a letter of recommendation to Starmoke."

Even the noble monk's tone carried a hint of pleading.

"That's really the most we can have."

"Yay!"