As for that inevitably lost duel more than two months from now? Hell, I’ve transmigrated and have cheats—am I supposed to be afraid of some bottom-ranked ninety-fifth place loser? Do you really think I won’t teach you a lesson after I take my pills?

George Washington could ascend to the heavens in broad daylight just by refining and consuming immortal pills made from perfect elixirs. I don’t have the ingredients for true immortal pills, but from what I recall, the materials in the Sibao Peak warehouse are just enough to make a batch of Minor Dragon-Tiger Pills! The only thing missing is a single seven-colored phoenix-tail fish!

Brian Carter learned from the three volumes of George Washington’s Great Cave True Scripture that there are actually two main types of pills in this world: one is the normal kind with slow effects, and the other is the kind that seizes the fortune of heaven and earth—legendary pills so powerful that a single dose could let a mortal ascend on the spot.

To refine a pill that lets mortals ascend instantly, Sibao Peak not only lacks the materials, but the alchemist’s level is also insufficient. At the very least, you’d need to be a Grandmaster to have a chance at making one.

“William Reed, can I allocate the 149 experience points from Ashley Grant to my alchemy skill?” Brian Carter looked up again at the William in his mind, hoping for a positive answer—after all, this might be his best shot at turning the tables.

“You can.” William Henry replied simply.

“How high can I get with this experience?” Brian Carter pressed.

“Theoretically, level 98 in experience, proficiency 0. Data anomaly, unable to estimate.” William Henry answered honestly.

Only then did Brian Carter realize that with a strong theoretical foundation, proficiency should be gained relatively quickly. Since it couldn’t be predicted, he might as well take a gamble and invested all 149 experience points into alchemy.

Alchemy level +1, +1, +1, +1… Promoted to Alchemist… Alchemy level +1, +1, +1, +1… Promoted to Master Alchemist… Alchemy level +1 +1 +1 +… Promoted to Alchemy Grandmaster… +1

Brian Carter heard William Henry’s voice stop and saw in his document: Alchemy Level: Level 32 Alchemy Grandmaster

Thirty-some levels from 149 experience points? Brian Carter was glad he’d downloaded a backup of the three volumes of George Washington’s Great Cave True Scripture, which brought his theoretical knowledge nearly to the max. Otherwise, he might not have even become an alchemist with those 149 points.

It seemed there weren’t many alchemy grandmasters in the entire Hundred Peaks Sect? Based on his known memories, Brian Carter deduced that he was now a rare talent in the sect. If he set aside the dangers of intrigue and kidnapping, he could already live a glorious life showing off his alchemy skills.

“Master, are you alright?”

Outside the door, Ashley Grant’s concerned inquiry sounded again.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. I’ll come out right now.” Brian Carter knew that as an alchemy grandmaster, he was fully qualified to refine Minor Dragon-Tiger Pills, and his confidence soared.

The greatest benefit of the Minor Dragon-Tiger Pill wasn’t just rapid cultivation improvement—it could also enhance one’s aptitude. Following George Washington’s path of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Body and Dragon-Tiger True Method was far better than Sibao Peak’s own techniques.

With this, as long as he got the seven-colored phoenix-tail fish, he could easily crush everyone on Xingyao Peak.

“Master…” Seeing Brian Carter come out, Ashley Grant hurriedly asked with concern, “Are you feeling unwell anywhere? I’ve already asked Senior Sister Yourong to fetch some money and accompany you to the Medical Immortal Hall to have the One-Finger Immortal Doctor check you out.”

“No need, no need.” Brian Carter raised his hand to stop his beautiful disciple, glancing around as he said, “I remember that our Sibao Peak has fishing rods and gear. Do you know where they are now?”

Fishing rods? Fishing gear? Ashley Grant really wanted to reach out and feel Brian Carter’s forehead to see if her master had gone crazy from a cultivation mishap. At a time like this, instead of focusing on training, he was thinking about fishing?

“What are you standing there for? Go get them for me.” Brian Carter urged. “Hurry up—if we’re any later, there won’t be enough time to bait the spot, and we really won’t catch any fish.”

Urged like this, Ashley Grant didn’t have time to think further and ran to the warehouse to rummage around, soon bringing back the entire set of fishing gear.

Brian Carter frowned in thought. According to the three volumes of the Great Cave True Scripture, the Starfall Lake leading to the East Sea in the Hundred Peaks Sect should have seven-colored phoenix-tails. It would take at least two months of baiting the spot to make the attracted phoenix-tails feel safe. Luckily, he still had more than two months before the duel.

“I’m going fishing.” Brian Carter picked up the gear and walked straight out the courtyard gate.

Ashley Grant stood there dumbfounded, staring at Brian Carter’s back, then glanced at her two junior brothers beside her and whispered, “Has Master gone crazy from a cultivation mishap?”

Brian Carter left and headed straight for the Immortal Cloud Station as he remembered, feeling emotional. In his previous life, he’d died from overwork in a 996 job. Now that he’d transmigrated and been reborn, he was determined to live a leisurely life. Since he could be a pay-to-win player, popping pills to level up quickly, there was no way he’d grind away in bitter cultivation.

Chapter 3: Four Earthworms

Starfall Lake was located in the eastern part of the Hundred Peaks Sect, one of the main water sources at the estuary a thousand miles away.

Jessica Scott, wearing a bamboo hat and coarse peasant clothes, carrying a full set of fishing gear, stepped off the rented Immortal Cloud Car and walked toward an old man and a young man who were already fishing by the lake.

The old man had been sitting by the lake, fishing without moving, for fifty years.

The young man was the master of Sibao Peak, the lowest-ranked of the Hundred Peaks, Brian Carter.

A few years ago, he inherited the position of peak master from his deceased master, and two months ago, he suddenly appeared here.