Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 424: The Alchemy of Gods
Chapter 424: The Alchemy of Gods
Luna took a step backwards, “Speak now… how are you even here?” she demanded.
Ash tilted his head, “Haven’t I been inside of the library before?” he questioned.
“But…” Luna was going to say that it should be under lock down currently, but she held her words.
She stared at him for a long moment, yellow eyes searching his face, then exhaled slowly.
“…How are you so good at Alchemy?” she asked, voice quieter now, genuine curiosity breaking through her shock.
“I’ve watched you for some time now…” She said, “Never once have I seen you practice Alchemy… and the way you do it…”
“No Strata… no mana… just perfect pills made from almost nothing. Even with my experience… I can’t do it that cleanly.”
The young woman — the First’s disciple — who had been kneeling in stunned silence, finally lifted her head.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her voice came out shy and hesitant.
“Is… is the Weaver not your master?”
Hearing all of this Ash simply smiled, with Luna’s affection being a lock… she could already be considered his.
As for the younger woman, he didn’t have a specific plan for her, but she would benefit, nonetheless.
“I’d rather show you than explain,” he said, and with a simple thought, the three of them vanished.
In the next instant, they were no longer in the Alchemy domain.
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They now stood within Ash’s inner verse — Pantheos.
More specifically, they were in the Garden of Beginnings, the place where over thirty stars could be seen… with three still floating closer to the ground, intertwined in a gentle, glowing orbit.
The garden stretched endlessly in every direction — a serene, expanse of soft white grass that shimmered like fresh snow under light.
Delicate flowers of every color bloomed without season, their petals releasing faint trails of golden mist that carried the scent of new beginnings.
In the distance, gentle waterfalls of liquid divinity fell in lush waves.
The first oddity besides the immense beauty of this place was…. there was no mana here.
Nor could they feel any connection to the external power system.
Yet neither Luna nor the young disciple felt weak.
Instead, they felt something far more profound — a clean, boundless potential, like standing at the very first moment of creation.
It was as if every possibility was open, every limit had been erased, and the only ceiling was one’s own will.
Luna’s yellow eyes were wide, her usual composure completely shattered as she slowly turned in place, taking in the impossible beauty and purity of the realm.
The young disciple clutched her chest, breathing shallow, overwhelmed by the sheer clarity and freedom she felt — as though her soul had been gently washed clean of every impurity.
Before either of them could speak, Ash’s voice broke the silence, calm and warm.
“This is the Mountain… and Garden of Beginnings,” he said, then looking at the three stars hovering close the ground.
“Quite the special place indeed,” He looked at Luna, then at the young woman, his smile soft but confident.
He took a small step forward, hands still in his pockets.
“And this place, will be where you become something more than Alchemy….” He said as his hands began glow faintly.
“You will become the Goddess of Alchemy…. without you,” he said as his smile grew broad, as he could tell Luna or the young woman didn’t know what he meant by Goddess.
“What the hell is Alchemy?” And with those last words without even giving them the opportunity to speak.
He shot two beams of divinity from his fingers… and the moment they made contact with their foreheads…
A seamless evolution began.
Both women were instantly enveloped in glowing cocoons — Luna’s a brilliant mix of gold and shifting rainbow hues; the young disciple’s a softer, more tentative white-gold that pulsed with newfound potential.
In mere moments, their evolutions reached completion.
Yet for Luna, the transformation was immeasurably more profound.
Outwardly, she remained unchanged — the same yellow hair and eyes, the same graceful silhouette — but within, every essence of her being had been rewritten.
The Alchemical mastery she had devoted her entire existence to cultivating was no longer a mere amalgamation of skill and knowledge.
It had gone beyond any label, becoming an intrinsic part of her identity, inseparable from who she was.
Like everyone linked to Ash, she rose to the rank of Tier 16 God Empress. But even more, she became the Unus of Alchemy and Transmutation.
Her very being embodied the ideas—she didn’t just practice Alchemy; she was Alchemy itself. Transformation, refinement, creation born from understanding—these were now woven into the core of her existence.
When the cocoon fully dissolved, Luna stood there, breathing steadily, her yellow eyes now carrying faint, swirling threads of white script.
The young disciple’s cocoon faded moments later. She looked unchanged on the surface, but her eyes held a new depth, a spark of something greater awakening within her.
Ash watched them both with a calm, satisfied smile.
“Welcome to the next level,” he said simply.
Luna stared at her own hands, then at Ash, her voice quieter than usual.
“…What did you just do to me?”
Ash tilted his head, hands returning to his pockets.
“You already know that don’t you?” He said as he glanced at the young disciple.
“Both of you are now completely different from before…. so, take advantage.”
Luna was silent for a long moment, processing the overwhelming rush of new power and understanding flowing through her.
Then she looked back at Ash, eyes narrowing with a mix of awe and suspicion.
“You… want me to create a new form of Alchemy… don’t you?”
Ash’s smile widened, just a fraction.
“Ah~ I love smart and beautiful women the most~”
Those words caused Luna to blush slightly, yet she understood the reason, for along with the knowledge granted by her Star power came insights about Pantheos.
As with all other wives and members, it was her responsibility to contribute to the Pantheon!
