Immortal Supreme: Sovereign of the Grand Dao

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"Five Pills, all with 100% purity. Congratulations, you did it," Cora said.

"Thank you. But I took longer than I would have liked though," Arthur said.

"Really?" Cora rolled her eyes.

"Three and a half hours, that's not good enough. But now that I have gotten the hang of it, it will be easier."

Arthur proceeded with another refinement, only that this time he tried to make other Tier 0 pills.

Due to his experience with the previous concoction Arthur mastered the new pills very quickly.

Soon, he was able to master a new Tier-0 pill on the first try, making five pills with peak grade from a single concoction.

At the same time, the time he spent on each refinement had been reduced to just a minute.

"12 pill recipes mastered, good." Arthur nodded in satisfaction.

"It is time to move up the next rank," Arthur took out the herbs and ingredients for a Tier-1 pill.

Cora's heart skipped a bit when she heard that. But then she resigned herself to her fate.

'It has only been four hours,' she recounted.

"I will be making the Spirit Essence Pill first," Arthur said.

The Spirit Essence Pill was a pill meant to be taken by Spirit Condensation Realm cultivators.

It has the ability to speed up the condensation process.

A peak-grade Spirit Essence Pill can increase a person's cultivation in the Spirit Condensation Realm by one level as long as they are below the seventh level of the cultivation realm.

From the seventh level and above it would only speed up the process as each level is harder than the last.

Time passes and Cora watched Arthur's refinement with a bit of awe.

'Watching him, it is hard to believe that today is his first day of learning Alchemy,' this was how Cora felt.

Arthur's actions were smooth and precise, and he got better each time.

This made her wonder if this was how the God of Alchemy made those who witnessed his rise feel when he first began.

A part of her felt happy and excited at that thought.

The thought in her heart that she is bearing witness to a new legend in the path of Alchemy.

A legend that will reach the heights of the God of Alchemy and...possibly surpass him.

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The next day...

"Here is your tea."

Arthur raised his hand to stop Cora from giving him the teacup.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Arthur asked with a smirk.

*Sigh*

Cora sighed and said, "Here is your tea, Master."

"Good, now next time, try to smile."

"Yes, master," Cora smiled.

Although her smile was a bit forced, she was still very beautiful nonetheless.

Arthur took the tea cup from her and drank it while it was still hot.

"Haa, that was great. You do know how to make great tea."

"Thank you," Cora sat beside him.

"You know Cora, what do you think about a change of fashion."

"What do you mean?"

"I have an outfit idea that I would like you to try."

"You mean the black and white maid outfit you drew to show me?" Cora raised her eyebrow.

"Yeah, that one."

"No," was her short response.

"Come on, just for one day, okay?"

"I don't like it."

"Fine..." Arthur left her alone.

But he was seriously considering if he should use the soul bind seal to compel her to do it.

'A hot sexy immortal female cultivator from the upper realms, wearing a maid outfit and serving me tea while calling me, 'Master' is something that I must cross off my list.'

After Arthur won the bet they had, he only asks that Cora act as his maid and call him 'Master' at all times.

That was a big blow to her pride, as she had never done anything like that before.

How many immortals had chased after her?

How many had thrown themselves at her feet calling her their goddess, willing to give up all for her?

But here she was, the esteemed genius and beauty of the upper realms, stuck in a lower realm with a weak cultivation, serving tea and calling a young man, 'Master'.

Cora thought of what would happen if her suitors were to hear of her current predicament.

'They would probably use the full force of their immortal clans to overturn this desolate place, and make sure they make him suffer till death,' she thought and looked at Arthur with a strange gaze.

'But the question is...can they succeed?' She wondered.

Cora didn't know why but she felt that not even the ancestors of those immortal clans would be able to kill Arthur.

She was not feeling this way only because of her encounter with Arthur's soul.

Since what entered his soul space was not her main soul, and the repulsion that she faced, she had no clear memory of what she really saw.

But one thing was sure, Arthur's soul was much more powerful than hers.

'Who are you really?' Cora had been asking herself this question so often that she had lost count.

But looking at that angelic handsomeness quietly sipping tea with a calm look, Cora found herself in a daze for a moment.

A warm feeling arose within, but she quickly looked away and forcefully suppressed that feeling.

'No,' she said in her heart.

"Hmm?" Arthur turned and looked at her curiously.

"What is it?" He asked with a cheeky grin.

Cora frowned and stood up, "My injuries are acting up. Please excuse me...Master."

She didn't wait for a response and walked as though she was running.

*Bang!*

A door was forcefully closed.

"Hehehe," Arthur chuckled at her actions.

'Women...always trying so hard to make it hard for us men.'

He had already sensed the flutter in her emotions, and he knew what it meant.

'It is only a matter of time,' Arthur sipped what was left in the teacup and stood up.

He would be lying if he said he had no desire for the 'sexy vixen' as he likes to call her, but not to her face though.

"Anyway...back to the grind."

"The grind never stops."

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