NovelTrue---- Chapter 2246 Half an hour later, Andrew arrived at a very special place: Chetvine's Sovereign's Apothecary.
This was the most prestigious, largest, and most elite pharmaceutical institution in all of Holtrien. On paper, its
shareholders looked complicated, with ties to the three royal families of Chetvine, several major clans, and even
top brass from the military pulling strings from behind the curtain. However, Andrew knew far more than most
people did. The true power behind Sovereign's Apothecary was controlled by the massive ancient sect known as
the Divine Alchemists.
This Divine Alchemists organization was absolutely extraordinary. The arrogant Advanced Medical Institute was
flashy enough, claiming to possess every medicine under heaven. Yet compared to the Divine Alchemists, that
institute was nothing more than children playing with mud pies. The current head of the Divine Alchemists
ranked fourth on the Titan List, a figure with a fearsreputation. In short, Sovereign's Apothecary was a
towering giant that stood above all other forces in Chetvine. ---- Every major power wanted to curry favor with
them and get involved somehow.
Pills and medicines were as essential to martial artists as money was to greedy misery. They were absolutely
indispensable. Speople joked that whoever controlled the Divine Alchemists could sweep through Holtrien's
entire martial world. Furthermore, they could claim dominance over all of Holtrien and becan uncrowned
king ruling by martial might. Though it was said in jest, anyone with insight knew this was actually true.
Therefore, the Divine Alchemists held an unparalleled position domestically, earning respect and courtship from
all sides.
Just looking at the luxury cars packed outside the entrance gave a glimpse of their influence. Andrew walked
straight through the main door and stated his purpose. "Please notify Madam Brielle Baxter that I'd like to see
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther." The receptionist, Whitney Knight, politely declined. "I'm sorry, sir, but Madam Baxter only meets with
certified alchemists." Andrew replied simply, "I am one." Whitney looked surprised. "You're an alchemist, sir?
What grade are you? If you're below fifth grade, you'll need to make an ---- appointment.
Fifth-grade and above can see her without an appointment." Andrew smiled. "What grade | am isn't important.
As long as it's enough to meet Madam Baxter, that's all that matters." Whitney shook her head. "Sir, we need
more than just your word. According to regulations, | need to verify your alchemist grade badge." Andrew pulled
out a sandalwood plaque. "Go ahead and check it, but please keep it confidential." Whitney had initially thought
Andrew was just another troublemaker trying to cause a scene.
After all, countless people lined up every day hoping to meet the Sovereign's Apothecary's director, and they
would say anything to get in. However, this man had actually produced a legitimate badge. Not daring to take
any chances, she immediately examined it. What she saw made her gasp in shock and nearly drop the badge.
"You're an eighth-grade divine alchemist? This is... 'm so sorry, sir. | truly apologize for earlier. If | offended you in
any way, please accept my sincere apologies." Andrew sighed helplessly. "I already asked you not to make a big
deal about it.
Now, please arrange forto see Madam Baxter. ---- I'd prefer to keep things low-key." Whitney's hands
trembled as she returned the badge. "Of course, sir. It was my mistake. Please, this way." Without stopping, she
led him past the second-floor VIP area and continued all the way to the fourth floor. This spectacle amazed
several people who witnessed it on the second and third floors. Everyone knew the second floor was for
receiving distinguished guests. The third floor was reserved for meetings with certified alchemists, and ordinary
people were not allowed entry.
The fourth floor was even more
exclusive; only fifth-grade alchemists
and above could set foot there.
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