Cursed Immortality

Jacob didn't receive any more messages from the Great Earth Minor after he sent 'Go ahead.' However, a few seconds later, that prick retracted his auction post, which could only mean he had made some kind of deal with the Dark Moon of Beast Forest.

Jacob coldly chuckled when he received 175 ZC from Great Earth Minor as a ramification because he retracted the auction post with bidding.

Canceling an active auction post naturally has a ramification: the seller has to pay half the amount of the current highest bid to the bidder.

Although Jacob really wanted that plutonium, it doesn't mean he can't do without it. He already had materials for his needs to create a new weapon; the plutonium could've made the process faster.

Furthermore, Jacob knew no one in the rare plains could handle plutonium better than him, and those guys would soon regret it if they started experimenting with it without prior knowledge.

With this thought in mind, Jacob sent a message to Great Earth Minor before he closed the interface without caring about the reply. The lift also stopped at this moment, and the door slid open.

"Welcome to Dark Inner Circle of Dark City!" Dark Rose's mechanical voice rang.

Jacob stood up and walked into the new station, which was the same as the common circle, and soon, he exited the station.

However, when Jacob was about to hail of taxi, his eyes suddenly moved toward a particular direction, and he just happened to see a few cloaked figures looking in his direction.

As if they were startled by Jacob's sudden gaze, they instantly started to move as if it was coincident.

'Who is monitoring my movement?' Jacob knew when he was being monitored, and he was feeling this from the moment he left the alchemy guild building.

But he ignored it since those were small fries, but now the moment he exited, someone was there waiting for him.

'Well, whoever it was, they won't pester me in the alchemy guild.' Jacob stopped caring about them, hailed a taxi, and headed into the alchemy guild in the inner circle.

The Alchemy guild in the inner circle was quite different from the common circle, the biggest difference being they didn't conduct entrance tests there but only did business like selling their products.

The alchemists here were all lower-rank dark nobles, but their guild ranks were below senior grandmasters. For some strange reason, Braylon was the only Senior Grandmaster present in this place.

Furthermore, most of these alchemists were quite loyal to Braylon, but the thing was going changed as Jacob walked into the building and directly headed toward the workshop area.

"Who are you? Stop right there!" A cold voice sounded when Jacob was about to take the elevator toward the upper floors.

Jacob coldly looked at a handsome elf approaching him with an unkind expression.

The elf coldly said with squinted eyes, "Who are you? This area is restricted to just alchemists! Get out of here before I call the guards!"

Jacob didn't move and merely tapped his finger on his wrist before a projection materialized. It was the projection of the Alchemy Guild Badge, and below this badge were written golden words, 'Guild Leader (Dark City).'

The elf was shocked when he saw the guild leader badge, which was supposed to be with Braylon, had appeared on this mysterious guy.

His eyes turned ruthless as magic power suddenly started to gather around his palm, "Do you think I'm a child and followed by this fake badge? You have dug your own grave by using this fake badge!"

However, before he could use his magic power, he was rooted in his place because Jacob somehow appeared right behind him, and his finger was right where the elf's heart was.

Jacob's impassive voice rang at this moment, "I will repeat this only once. Braylon has given me his position and will no longer come here. I will not interfere with the guild matter and let them run as they were running before.

"Unless the guild building is about to get destroyed, no one is allowed to approach Braylon's old workshop, which is mine, from now on. Because if anyone did, I'll chop off their limbs before throwing them out. Do I make myself clear?"

The elf felt icy, although his entire body was sweating profusely, and as just as Jacob's voice trailed off, he again appeared right where he was standing.

The elf felt deadly chills as he saw the masked man standing in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"Do you want to leave behind your limb before you decide to scram?" Jacob coolly questioned.

The elf then quickly snapped out of his stupor, "I-I… I'll scram!"

Without wasting even a second, he ran away. He had never felt so close to death before and didn't want to stay to see if Jacob was just kidding.

After getting rid of the imbecile, Jacob directly headed toward the top floor where the best workshop in this building was located, Braylon's magic smith workshop!

Since Braylon didn't think that he would be forfeiting his position this morning when he went to meet Jacob, everyone in his workshop was the same.

There were many equipments and materials. Even some blueprints were lying on the study table. Those blueprints should be Braylon's current projects.

There was also a large bookshelf with over a hundred books about magic smiting.

Now everything belonged to Jacob as he also had acquired everything in Braylon's space ring as well.

Jacob was quite satisfied with this magic smith workshop, and without wasting more time, he continued his study. He wasn't planning on leaving before he would be a full fledge Senior Grandmaster Magic Smith as well as get rid of his reserve alchemist status!

After what happened with Gunnar, he didn't want the tragedy to repeat itself with Alchemy Guild.

But before he could start, he received a reply from Black Robe Alchemist.

'Faceless Ancient to (Black Robe Alchemist): If your Nightmare Lilly is still alive, state your price. I'm also interested in its cultivation method.

'Black Robe Alchemist (Reply): I only have one Nightmare Lilly, and it just happened to be planted in my herb garden. However, I'm hiding in the Freedom Plains, and the situation is not optimal for any kind of travel for obvious reasons. So, if you want the Nightmare Lilly, you have to come to my place!'