I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 780 - 547: The Spirit of the Medicine Cauldron, Love Arises Deeply

Tier Seven... Spiritualist!

The massive space fell into dead silence instantly, not even a crow or sparrow could be heard.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on Qin Tian, full of disbelief.

This man, who looked like he was just in his twenties, held both the rank of a Royal Major General and the strength of a Seventh Tier Spiritualist?

Their gaze drifted back and forth between Qin Tian and Stuart, the scales in their hearts tilting rapidly.

If it were an ordinary soldier, even a senior officer, their status would not compare to the exceptionally talented Sixth Grade Alchemist Stuart.

But a Major General is different.

The Royal Military Department’s authority surpasses any other power. To hold the position of a Major General at such a young age means he has an immeasurable future, with power in his hands that Stuart cannot possibly reach.

Moreover, Qin Tian is a Seventh Tier Spiritualist.

Indeed, for the Dan Tower, a Seventh Tier Spiritualist is not rare, and the status of a common Seventh Tier might not even surpass a Sixth Grade Alchemist. But Qin Tian’s youth is the biggest variable—this means his talent, background, and resources are all top-notch, highly likely a member of the Golden Clan, under special focus and training.

The combination of a Major General and a Seventh Tier Spiritualist, its value has already far exceeded Stuart.

Even if Stuart also comes from the Golden Clan, within the Empire, the dual support of power and strength ultimately carries more weight than the connections of an alchemist.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room reached an extreme level of awkwardness.

Previously, most people were secretly siding with Stuart, reluctant to see the Dan Tower goddess taken away by an ”outsider.”

But now, compared side by side, anyone with clear eyes can see the gap between Stuart and Qin Tian is more than just a little bit.

Looking across the entire Dan Tower, it’s hard to find a young talent more outstanding than General Qin.

Seeing Stuart frozen in place, face alternating between green and white, unable to utter a single word, Dongfang Mingyue knew her goal had been achieved.

She took Qin Tian’s hand and gave a slight smile to those around: ”I’ll take Qin Tian elsewhere for a walk, everyone, please carry on with your own affairs.”

After speaking, she took Qin Tian and headed straight towards the third floor of the Dan Tower.

As they brushed past Stuart, Qin Tian could clearly feel an extremely unstable surge of spiritual energy erupting from the man beside him, mixed with anger, unwillingness, and humiliation.

The eyes staring intently at their tightly clasped hands were blood-red, as if they were about to bleed.

The surrounding alchemists’ faces changed uniformly, afraid Stuart might do something irrational out of rage and shame on the spot.

Fortunately, Stuart ultimately suppressed the anger in his heart with great effort.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently a few times, then swiftly turned and left without looking back.

Dongfang Mingyue glanced back in Stuart’s direction of disappearance, slightly relaxing her tense nerves, but upon returning her gaze, she saw Qin Tian frowning thoughtfully, and couldn’t help but ask curiously, ”What’s the matter, Qin Tian?”

Qin Tian’s brow slowly relaxed, shaking his head gently: ”It’s nothing, let’s continue upwards.”

Even saying so, he subtly moved his fingers, and an imperceptible space mark silently and effortlessly landed on Stuart.

Above the third floor of the Dan Tower is the exclusive area for Sixth Grade Alchemists.

The private alchemy rooms here were more abundant, with a concentration of spiritual energy surpassing the first and second floors, and the air was filled with an increasingly rich fragrance of herbs, refreshing and delightful.

Dongfang Mingyue didn’t disturb others too much with Qin Tian, only giving a general introduction before leading him into her own private alchemy room on the fourth floor.

The door closed with a ”click,” shutting out the outside clamor.

Qin Tian looked around the alchemy room, which was spacious and bright, filled with spiritual energy so abundant that even a casual breath let him feel the pure spiritual energy pouring into all his limbs and bones.

In the corner was a neatly arranged row of jade boxes, some open, some closed.

Some rare herbs, invaluable to outsiders, were brazenly displayed on the central jade table, yet showed no signs of losing their efficacy.