The Alchemist's Guide to Flesh and Blood Ascension

When this city of a thousand towers, which was only known in the voices of bards, revealed just the tip of the iceberg... Yunevo still felt that those songs and poems were a bit conservative.

It was as magnificent as a ship sailing out of the mist, and the wizard towers above and below ground were as dazzling as protrusions in a crystal cave.

Besides the crystal towers, various colored magic crystals floated in mid-air, their visible connecting lines weaving into a giant net.

"This...this is Starmoke?" Iseria's mouth was slightly open as the colorful crystal towers came into view.

Yunevo gently pressed down on Iseria's hand as she tried to touch the barrier and tapped her on the head.

"Don't touch this thing yet. It's reinforced with at least three layers of highly lethal barriers. If Iseria doesn't want to turn herself into a burnt idiot..."

Iseria withdrew her right hand and stuck out her tongue, but the interest in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

The buildings in this city are too densely packed together, especially considering things like fireworks displays...

Yunefu stared blankly at the magic crystals that served as nodes. In a short period of time, the Fireworks Project ABC had taken shape.

Although it's unlikely that you'll encounter any major problems here...

But having a sword and not using it is completely different from not having a sword and not being able to use it!

"The concentration of magic energy here is so high that it's perfect for Iseria's 'Initial Theory and Practice' course."

"Yonev! Look, look!" Iselia shook his shoulder and hopped towards the most magnificent building in the center of the city.

The building's unique design is like a book magnified countless times...

"An open book!" Yunevo remarked.

The Grand Library of Starmoke, a sacred place for mages, is said to contain all the magical texts from ancient times to the present.

"This is a classic example of someone who has no artistic talent... Little Iseria, don't follow their example."

"Then... what about that one? What's that smoking tower doing? Is it making something delicious?" Iseria pointed to another tower.

"It's nothing, it's just that some unlucky guy angered the raw materials while refining medicine and got blown up."

"I want to see them all!" Iseria's eyes sparkled, and she was as excited as a fledgling bird, full of curiosity about the "unknown".

After all, everything inside that small "sphere" is a fabricated "falsehood".

And now, a noisy and colorful "reality" is right in front of her!

"Alright, alright...we'll see. Let's go into the city first," Yunefu said helplessly, pulling Iseria back from her excited thoughts.

The two followed the flow of people to the bronze city gate, which was covered with runes and stood more than 30 meters tall. A long line of people waited patiently for inspection at the gate.

The blue-robed mages on either side held staffs, their expressions solemn, their gazes sweeping over every passerby.

There was no noise or bustle, but rather a strange sense of oppression.

……

"Name, occupation, and your purpose in coming here," the monk in charge of registration asked Yunevo without looking up.

A letter of recommendation, sealed with sealing wax, along with two gold coins, was delivered by Yunefu to the mage.

"Holy crap! A letter of recommendation from Lord Norton!" His quill trembled violently, and he quickly pushed the gold coin back.

"No! No!"

"Ahem, you two, if you choose to live in the outer city... you can choose the location freely, but the inner city can only be decided by the association."

After all, alchemists are considered "unorthodox" here, and naturally they are not worth the attention of those high-level mages.

"Just a small suggestion: the association has always disliked outsiders moving into the inner city."

"Then this card will allow you to travel anywhere."

He stamped the two silver-gray cards, handed them to Eunicevo with both hands, and smiled.

Yunevo reached out and took the two still-warm identity cards, ran his fingertips over the intricate anti-counterfeiting runes on them, and stuffed them into his waist pouch.

As the two passed through the heavy bronze city gate, a cacophony of noise filled their ears.

The solemnity before entering the city has lessened considerably, replaced by a greater sense of "human warmth."

The outer city of Starmoke was much better than the lower city of Hart; the order and cleanliness were as if everyone had obsessive-compulsive disorder and germaphobia.

Many pedestrians, mostly in a hurry, passed by the two carrying a copy of "Elementary Magic Introduction".

It truly lives up to its reputation as a city of mages; even the street vendors hawking their wares wear the simplest hooded robes…

"It feels... a little strange?" Iseria poked her head out from behind Yunevo.

"Because they're all busy seeking 'truth,' busy getting 'promotion'..."

Iseria pouted, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the inexplicable sense of alienation in the air.

"Ah, youth is truly wonderful..."

Yunevo patted Iseria's head and sighed.

"What? You're not that much older than me!"

……

The two walked aimlessly through the streets—at least to Ionevoy it seemed aimless.

Iseria excitedly pointed to everything she had never seen before, chattering excitedly beside him.

"Look, so many people are flying in the sky!"

Looking in that direction, Yunefu saw many mages riding brooms or magic carpets, traveling through the air along the huge "magic net".

It doesn't even seem to be seven o'clock yet... Why are those mages already rushing to work?

"Yonev... I want to learn too! I want to know how they fly around, and I want to know how those glowing stones are made!"

Iseria shook her hand, which was clasped with Yunevo's, her blue eyes fixed on the magnificent lights that belonged only to the City of a Thousand Towers, her gaze filled with a thirst for knowledge.

"I want to know so many things... the more the better!"

Yunevo met Iselia's eyes and, in a daze, saw himself who had just transmigrated.

"What, little Iseria, don't you trust me?" He ruffled Iseria's long, creamy-white hair and teased her.

"As long as you want to learn, I will teach you. If we can't get the books we want, we'll just steal... cough cough, borrow them."

"Really!"

"I guarantee with my unfounded reputation that alchemists never lie."

Iseria cheered and pulled out a "Starmok Travel Guide," her eyes sparkling.

"Let's go to 'Miracle Alchemy Street' first! Then to 'Flying Cake Shop,' then to that... 'Arcane Corridor'! And then..."

Her fingers traced dazzling patterns across the entire map, and her earlier restraint vanished without a trace.

"So... many?" Yunefu's lips twitched.

"But...but this is our first time going out to play!"

Iseria pouted, giving Yunevo a pitiful look as if she had been abandoned by a scumbag.

Self-taught?! This guy is definitely a natural-born charlatan!

"Very well, everything will be arranged by the Goddess."

Anyway, he needed to find a suitable and long-term place to settle down...