Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Sky Sanctuary, Timothy."

Even though that name had once been synonymous with brilliance, it still couldn't compare to the terrifying reputation of an Eighth-Level Alchemist.

An Eighth-Level Alchemist—someone who transcended time itself, a figure so rare that no one could remember the last time one had appeared.

No one could have imagined that Timothy would be able to personally craft an Eighth-Level Elixir.

Unfortunately, the elixir that caused such a massive disturbance in the heavens and earth was never seen by anyone. Even the Dragon's Breath Elixir was completely bought out by Holy Emperor Starwind at auction.

With no other choice, the many practitioners who had rushed over could only bid on the remaining elixirs from other alchemists, hoping to find some small consolation.

Unlike previous years, this year's Alchemy Conference seemed to have something hidden beneath the surface.

After most of the elixirs were auctioned off, Edwin abruptly announced the end of the conference and dismissed the crowd that had come from all corners of the world.

As for whether Timothy had received the inheritance from Battleforge Mountain, or what exactly had happened earlier, no one had a clue.

Once the practitioners and alchemists had left, the area around Battleforge Mountain became noticeably quieter.

"This is the recipe for the Solar Blaze Elixir. You can release it to the public when the time is right.

However, since the Solar Blaze Elixir is a Seventh-Level Elixir, whether anyone can successfully craft it will depend on their own abilities."

Timothy handed a golden recipe to Edwin.

"Thank you, Master!"

Despite his high status and the fact that his hair and beard had long since turned white, Edwin remained deeply respectful in front of Timothy.

"The Alchemy Conference is over. What will you do next?" Edwin asked.

"I'm going to head back and digest what's in my stomach," Timothy said, patting his slightly bloated belly.

"So you really did get the inheritance treasure!" Edwin couldn't hide his shock, but he quickly fell silent.

"Thank you for the recipe, Master. We will always be here at Battleforge Mountain, ready to welcome your return.

No matter what happens, all the alchemists in the world are willing to follow you through fire and water, without hesitation!"

Leading the other elders, Edwin bowed deeply.

"Not bad. I have high hopes for you."

Timothy smiled and patted Edwin on the shoulder before turning away and flying off, carried by the wind.

Behind him, the imposing Battleforge Mountain stood tall, and the light that had been shining from its surface slowly faded away.

Yet, the faint aura of majesty that lingered seemed to be inextricably linked to Timothy himself.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Edwin and the other elders remained silent, watching Timothy's figure disappear into the distance with solemn expressions.

"Heh, others might not notice, but I know you swallowed the treasure inside Battleforge Mountain," Azura teased, flying playfully beside Timothy now that he wasn't using her as a mount.

"Oh? You could sense that? Looks like your bloodline has improved quite a bit," Timothy said with a curious smile.

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After all, the Celestial Azureflame aura had been incredibly subtle, and once he had swallowed it, it had almost completely vanished.

"Of course! After eating so many Golden Scale Dragon Carps, my strength has improved a lot.

I've already reached the mid-stage of Mystic Core, and who knows, I might even have a chance to advance again soon."

Azura tilted her head proudly, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"Now that you mention it, you might actually reach Ocean's Gate within a year," Timothy mused after a moment of thought.

"Obviously!

Once I reach Ocean's Gate in a year, do you think I'll still have trouble beating you?

And in a year…"

As she spoke, Azura's expression suddenly shifted. It was as if she had remembered something, and for the first time, a hint of sadness appeared on her usually playful face.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me that after a year, when you're no longer my pet, you'll actually miss me?" Timothy teased with a grin.

"As if!"

Azura immediately shot back, but her reaction was like a startled rabbit caught in a lie, a hint of panic flashing across her face.

"Impossible! No way! If I weren't your pet, as the mighty Dragon King, I wouldn't come looking for you every day! Hmph, not even for Golden Scale Dragon Carp!"

"Your tail's showing," Timothy said suddenly, giving a playful tug on the tail that had appeared behind her without her noticing.

"Ah!"

Azura yelped, her body trembling as she quickly retracted her tail.

The sight made Timothy burst out laughing.

After all, this wasn't the first time he'd noticed that whenever Azura lied or felt guilty, her tail would unconsciously materialize and start wagging furiously. And the more nervous she got, the faster it wagged.

A Dragon King who couldn't hide her lies—there probably wasn't another one like her in the entire history of the Elant Continent.

Azura's little thoughts were just too easy to read.

But…

Timothy's gaze shifted to the horizon, his eyes suddenly growing serious.

"To use the world as a furnace, and all living beings as fuel."

The Celestial Azureflame was even more powerful than he had imagined. To fully absorb and refine it would take a considerable amount of time.

But before that…

During the recent Alchemy Conference, Timothy had clearly sensed a few unfriendly presences. And within those presences, there was a scent he was all too familiar with.

"It seems they're really planning to make their move."

The calm, even slightly amused look in Timothy's eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp. Without warning, he grabbed Azura by the collar and shot off into the distance, cutting through the air like a blade.

...

Meanwhile, to the east of Battleforge Mountain, Holy Emperor Starwind Cassian was flying through the sky when several figures suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path.

There were six of them, all dressed in black robes that fluttered ominously in the wind, their presence radiating a chilling killing intent.

"One Ocean's Gate, five Mystic Core. Well, well, quite the welcoming party.

So, what do you want with me?" Cassian asked, his gaze sweeping over the group.

But the black-robed figures remained silent, their murderous aura growing even more oppressive.

"Quite the show of force, but do you really think this is enough to stop me?

It seems my strength has been underestimated."

Cassian's expression darkened, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes as he unleashed the full force of his Holy Emperor aura.

Yet, the black-robed figures didn't retreat in the face of his overwhelming power. The wind howled around them, their robes billowing in the gusts.

As the shadows shifted, Cassian finally caught a glimpse of their faces beneath the hoods.

Their eyes and faces were covered in blood-red markings, and those markings radiated a bone-chilling aura, as if filled with the essence of death itself. The eerie, unfathomable feeling they exuded even made Cassian feel a twinge of fear.

"What in the world happened to these people?"

For the first time, a trace of apprehension appeared on Cassian's face.