NTR: Choice Based System

The Alchemy Tower, a majestic structure that seemed to pierce the very clouds, loomed before Ye Yang.

Its smooth, obsidian surface reflected the vibrant hues of the setting sun, casting long, eerie shadows across the bustling marketplace. Intrigued, Ye Yang decided to investigate.

The entrance was guarded by two imposing figures, their faces stern and their eyes scanning every visitor with suspicion.

Ye Yang, however, exuded an aura of calm confidence, his movements fluid and deliberate.

He approached the guards with a polite bow, "Greetings. I wish to learn more about the Alchemy Tower and perhaps even explore the possibility of becoming an alchemist."

The guards, initially sceptical, were surprised by his calm demeanour.

One of them, a gruff-looking man with a scarred face, spoke, "You wish to become an alchemist? You must be joking. Alchemy is a path of immense dedication and requires years of rigorous training."

Ye Yang smiled gently. "I understand the challenges, but I am eager to learn."

Impressed by his unwavering resolve, the guard gestured towards a young woman standing nearby. "Speak with Apprentice Mei. She will guide you."

Apprentice Mei, a vision of grace with her flowing white robes and gentle smile, approached Ye Yang.

"Welcome to the Alchemy Tower," she said, her voice melodious. "I am Apprentice Mei. How may I assist you?"

Ye Yang explained his desire to learn alchemy. Apprentice Mei listened attentively, her eyes sparkling with interest.

"The Alchemy Tower offers a variety of setting," she explained. "We have introductory routes for those curious about alchemy, advanced knowledge for experienced alchemists, and even Alchemy room for those seeking to push the boundaries of this ancient art."

Ye Yang inquired about how he can learn Alchemy. "How can I begin my journey as an alchemist?"

Apprentice Mei smiled. "The Tower offers free introductory lessons conducted by senior alchemists. These lessons cover the fundamental principles of alchemy, including the manipulation of Qi, the understanding of elemental properties, and the art of refining ingredients. It's a challenging path, but also a deeply rewarding one."

Intrigued, Ye Yang decided to enrol in the introductory lessons.

He found himself in a spacious hall, surrounded by a diverse group of individuals – from eager young students to seasoned cultivators seeking to expand their knowledge. Your journey continues on empire

The senior alchemist conducting the lesson, a man with a long, flowing beard and a twinkle in his eyes, began his lecture.

"Alchemy," the alchemist declared, "is the art of transforming the mundane into the extraordinary. It is about understanding the inherent energies within all things and manipulating them to create something new, something greater."

The lessons covered a wide range of topics: the five elements, their interactions, the intricate dance of Qi within the human body, and the delicate art of refining herbs and minerals.

Ye Yang, however, found himself drawn to the discussions on fire manipulation.

He had extensive experience with fire from his past life, having trained under the tutelage of the Fire Demon.

His understanding of fire was profound, instinctive. While other students struggled to control the small flames ignited during the practical exercises, Ye Yang effortlessly manipulated the fire, shaping it into intricate patterns, dancing with it as if it were an extension of his own will.

The senior alchemist, observing Ye Yang's exceptional control, was visibly surprised. "Remarkable," he exclaimed, his eyes widening. "Such innate affinity for fire is rare indeed."

Word of Ye Yang's exceptional talent quickly spread among the higher-ups of the Alchemy Tower.

They were intrigued by his natural aptitude, his understanding of fire surpassing that of most seasoned alchemists.

The final test for the introductory course involved concocting a simple healing pill.

While other students struggled, their attempts resulting in weak and unstable pills, Ye Yang, with a calm focus, effortlessly manipulated the ingredients, his Qi guiding the process with precision.

The resulting pill, a vibrant emerald green, shimmered with potent energy, far surpassing the quality of any other pill created by the students.

The hall erupted in murmurs of astonishment. The senior alchemist, his eyes gleaming with excitement, approached Ye Yang. "You are a prodigy, young man," he declared. "Your talent is undeniable."

Soon, Ye Yang was inundated with offers. Several high-ranking alchemists expressed their desire to take him on as their disciple, eager to nurture his extraordinary talent.

He was offered exclusive access to the Tower's most advanced Alchemy knowledge and Alchemy rooms, rare alchemical ingredients, and the guidance of some of the most renowned alchemists in the land.

But Ye Yang didn't want to repeat the same mistake as before where he chose the Fire Demon as his master, only to have the Fire Demon ultimately become the reason for Ye Yang's demise.

He wanted to refuse without offending those seniors, but then the door of the hall opened and a man entered. Seeing him, everyone bowed. Ye Yang followed suit.

The man was old but still filled with vigour. A unique scent emanated from him, a testament to the countless hours he must have spent with herbs and alchemy.

The Senior Alchemist went forward, "Chief... you are out of your seclusion."

"Hmmm,"

The Chief of the Alchemy Tower sighed. Which was proof that he had again failed to achieve what he was doing in seclusion.

"What's the commotion? Why are all the Senior Alchemists gathered here?" the Chief Alchemist asked, his gaze settling on Ye Yang who stood at the centre of the group.

The Senior Alchemist, eager to impress the Chief, quickly explained the situation.

"Chief, we are witnessing an unprecedented talent. This young man, Ye Yang, possesses an uncanny control over fire. In fact, his mastery surpasses even my own!"

The Chief Alchemist raised an eyebrow, scepticism evident in his gaze.

"Surpasses yours? That's a bold claim, Senior Alchemist. I've dedicated my life to the study of fire. Show me this prodigy's abilities."

Ye Yang, feeling a surge of nervous excitement, stepped forward. The Chief Alchemist gestured towards a small brazier. "Demonstrate your control. Ignite the brazier with your Qi."

Ye Yang, drawing upon his past life experience, channelled his Qi into his palm.

A small flame erupted, dancing and swirling in his hand with an eerie beauty. He then willed the flame to leap into the brazier, igniting it with a soft whoosh.

But Ye Yang didn't stop there. He continued to manipulate the flame within the brazier, shaping it into intricate patterns, weaving it into a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow.

The Chief Alchemist watched in growing astonishment. He had never witnessed such control, not even from the most gifted alchemists.

"Remarkable," the Chief Alchemist finally breathed, his voice filled with awe.

"Indeed, your control over fire is extraordinary. Very well, young man. If you can replicate this feat and successfully concoct a healing pill with the same level of precision, I shall grant you a title befitting your talent. You will have unrestricted access to all floors of the Alchemy Tower, and I myself shall be your mentor."

Ye Yang felt a surge of elation. Heaven, it seemed, was finally smiling upon him. He agreed to the terms, his heart pounding with anticipation.

The Chief Alchemist provided him with the necessary ingredients for a basic healing pill.

Ye Yang, with a calm focus, began the process. He meticulously ground the herbs, his movements precise and deliberate. He then carefully measured out the required amounts, his Qi guiding his hand with an uncanny accuracy.

The first attempt, while promising, fell short. The pill was unstable, its energy fluctuating erratically.

But Ye Yang, undeterred, began anew. He poured his Qi into the process, his mind a whirlwind of memories from his past life, the teachings of the Fire Demon echoing in his mind.

This time, something clicked. The Qi flowed smoothly, guiding the amalgamation of ingredients with perfect harmony.

The pill, when finally formed, was a vibrant emerald green, pulsating with a steady, powerful energy. Veins of shimmering light, a sign of exceptional quality, traced intricate patterns across its surface.

A hush fell over the hall. The Chief Alchemist, his eyes wide with astonishment, examined the pill closely. "Extraordinary," he murmured, his voice filled with disbelief. "Such control, such precision… it's truly remarkable."

But the Chief Alchemist's astonishment deepened when Ye Yang, as a final demonstration, ignited a small flame beneath the crucible.

He then proceeded to manipulate the fire, adjusting its intensity and shape with subtle movements of his hand, ensuring the pill was tempered perfectly without risking its delicate structure.

The Chief Alchemist watched, mesmerized. Ye Yang's control over fire was not merely impressive; it was sublime.

It surpassed anything the Chief Alchemist had ever witnessed, even his own mastery. He realized that he had underestimated this young man, underestimated the profound depths of his talent.

"You have exceeded my expectations, young man," the Chief Alchemist said, his voice grave.

"Your talent is a gift, a beacon of hope for the future of alchemy. From this day forward, you shall be known as Alchemist Ye Yang. You have the full run of the Alchemy Tower, and I, your mentor."

Ye Yang bowed, even he himself surprised to have achieved the unimaginable feat. Then the Senior Alchemist came forward and took the pill in his hands, inspecting it closely.

His eyes widened when he saw proper pill veins on the basic healing pill. He himself knew that Ye Yang had just started learning about alchemy, and yet here he had achieved something truly remarkable.

The Senior Alchemist, his voice trembling with excitement, turned to the Chief.

"Chief, I believe we have found a true prodigy. Not only did he master fire control beyond our expectations, but his understanding of pill refinement is… unprecedented. He has achieved what most alchemists strive for years to accomplish in a single attempt."

The Chief Alchemist, speechless for a moment, finally nodded.

"Indeed, this young man is a force of nature. His potential is limitless."

He turned to Ye Yang, a rare smile gracing his lips. "Welcome to the fold, Alchemist Ye Yang. The future of alchemy rests on your shoulders."