The moment Tyler said, "I'm not an alchemist," the entire square erupted into an uproar. The spectators who had been quietly listening only moments ago immediately began whispering among themselves, while many of the participating alchemists frowned as though they had misheard him. Even Qin Zhao, who had been smiling all this time, narrowed his eyes in surprise.
Winning Top three place without being an alchemist was already absurd enough, yet Tyler had calmly admitted it in front of everyone.
Tyler didn't seem affected by the commotion. He simply rested one hand on the strange metal box beside him and waited until the discussions gradually settled.
Only then did he continue, "I'm a formation master. As for this..." He lightly patted the machine. "It isn't a pill cauldron. It's something I created myself— a Pill Maker."
