Just like now, the Supreme Alchemist was building the Immortal Sect again, without notifying him, the King, or the court; acting as he pleased.
One can imagine the taste in Long Hong's heart. As a King, when someone wanted to use the land beneath him, he knew nothing about it, and even if he did, he could not charge extra money or tax.
Long Hong's face darkened. With Ye Tian now posing such a threat and having friends for support, his throne was even more precarious.
The gold and silver mountains he had just envisioned were but a dream. The bitter taste in his heart was indescribable, but he was not ready to give up on the Supreme Elixir. No matter how many there were, they must all be offered as tribute to him. He wanted immortal life, he wanted to ascend to the Heavenly Realm!
"I have been in dire need of the legendary Supreme Elixir for my cultivation recently. Could you please ask that Alchemist to refine some for me?"
