C13 Breeder Certificate in Hand!

"It's another perfect level potion, this time with two stars."

"This guy's luck is off the charts."

"No, it's not merely luck. He's like an advanced breeder concocting potions."

"He must have been privately tutored by a master to be this proficient!"

Corey picked up the two-star Blazebrew and probed it with his soul. The potion's medicinal power was about three times that of others at the same level.

"This guy is definitely doing it deliberately. He's got the skill to craft two-star potions."

Corey was well aware that managing the medicinal strength in two-star materials greatly increased the strain on the soul.

Only those born with a naturally higher spiritual capacity could be innate pet breeders.

A one-star pet breeder typically focuses on potion refinement. At the two-star level, they face additional tests, including creating specific potions needed by a pet.

"Mr. Lowe, have I passed the assessment?"

Symas, holding his potion, looked over at Corey, who seemed taken aback, and prompted him.

His eyes also lingered on the potion.

"Mr. Lowe, if you're interested in this potion, I could let it go for 350,000."

"The price is fair, and I assure you it's the real deal."

"You've probably noticed my extraordinary luck. This is a two-star Blazebrew, and it's flawless."

"At a market price of 350,000, it's truly a bargain."

Symas spoke with a genuine smile.

"The kid knows his stuff."

Corey chuckled, unable to hide his interest in acquiring the two-star potion.

Typically, a two-star potion sells for 100,000, while a perfect level potion could fetch up to 300,000, though they're seldom on the market.

Perfect level potions are exceedingly scarce.

"Alright. What about the perfect level tempering potion from earlier?"

"I'm keeping that for my pet. But if you're really keen, Mr. Lowe, I'd part with it for 200,000."

"A bit less expensive."

"Hmm? No, I've changed my mind."

Symas was about to present the perfect level tempering potion but then quickly withdrew it. He wasn't about to let it go cheaply.

Regarding the tempering potion, I can easily purchase several sets of ingredients to refine the potion and then concoct it for Charmander and the rest. There's absolutely no issue with that.

"Purchase."

Corey, however, had a significant interest in these perfect level potions. He was eager to explore the differences between these and ordinary potions. If he could pinpoint the distinctions and study them, it would be a considerable advancement in his potion-making skills.

Subsequently,

Symas provided Corey with his federation bank account details, instructing him to use the payment feature on the Pet's Home app to transfer the funds directly into his account.

Shortly thereafter, he received a notification confirming the deposit of five hundred and fifty thousand federal coins.

The Pet's Home app, developed by the Tamer Association, was widely used across the Orithyia Federation.

It facilitated all transactions within the Four Great Countries.

The app's payment feature was just one of its many functions; it also included a specialized pet forum and a trading platform.

However, intercity transactions incurred substantial federal coin fees due to the presence of numerous wild magical creatures between cities.

Alternatively, high-speed trains could be used for transportation between cities. For faster service, one could employ skilled tamers for escort duties, which was the standard practice for transporting valuable items.

Ordinary goods were typically shipped via high-speed train.

Along the railway, numerous sentry posts had been established, and a high-voltage electric net surrounded the train's passageway. Under the immense voltage, even elite wild magical creatures could be injured.

Additionally, tamers were stationed at these posts to guard against any wild magical creature attacks on the trains.

"Pleasure doing business."

Symas couldn't help but smile as he saw his bank balance surpass one million.

Afterward,

Corey presented Symas with a Pet Breeder certificate and registered his profile with the association, ensuring his protection by the Tamer Association.

"Symas, you're now the youngest breeder in Littlewell. On Pet's Home, the association posts numerous breeder missions. If you're interested, feel free to take on a few."

"Now that you've just attended the Summoning Ceremony, the news of you becoming a breeder might already be known to Tamer University. My advice is, regardless of what other Tamer Universities promise you, make Imperial College your top choice."

Imperial College's reputation is just the tip of the iceberg. They control a multitude of relics, far surpassing other universities. In today's world, the more relics a university controls, the more advantageous it is for their students.

Corey earnestly addressed Symas after he had accepted his certificate.

"I understand."

"Thank you, Mr. Lowe."

"Don't mention it."

"By the way, Mr. Lowe, now that I've earned my breeder certificate, do I get a chance to enter the battle pet tomb?"

"I've just concocted two perfect level potions in one go. My luck is off the charts. I have a feeling I'll unearth something valuable."

Symas and Corey exchanged a few words before steering the conversation toward the main subject.

"Hahaha, you do have good fortune, but gaining entry to the battle pet tomb is another story. Even though it's a level C relic, the number of pets that actually survive within the stone is exceedingly rare."

"In recent years, nearly three hundred people have ventured into the relic, but only seven have managed to extract pets from the stone eggs."

"And five of those were of ordinary quality," Corey said, chuckling.

He found it hard to believe that Symas could be so fortunate as to create two perfect level potions in one attempt. That was frighteningly impressive.

"I might as well try; it's a free opportunity. It would be foolish not to use it."

"Mr. Lowe, I request a visit to the battle pet tomb."

"Very well, follow me."

With that, Corey led Symas out of the examination room and directly to a room on the lower level.

The gate to the relic room was shrouded in intertwining vines, with a dark red phantom head the size of a millstone materializing at its center. Combined with the corridor's dim lighting, the atmosphere was rather eerie.

The phantom head usually kept its eyes shut, but it would open them to scrutinize anyone who came near.

The Phantom Vine was an elite seven-star pet tasked with guarding the relic's gate.

"Mr. Lowe."

Upon recognizing Corey, the Phantom Vine greeted him with respect.

A pet at the star level would possess a level of intelligence comparable to that of a seven or eight-year-old child.

Once a pet achieved elite or even overlord status, its intelligence would significantly increase.

"Yes, open the gate."

Corey nodded, and the gate, ensnared by dark red vines, swung open abruptly, revealing the entirety of the room inside.

This room spanned over a hundred square meters.

Its surrounding walls had been fortified with a layer of starmetal, giving them a deep, onyx hue. Scattered across the walls, a handful of white Soul Blossoms bloomed, their luminescence akin to incandescent bulbs, casting a clear light throughout the space.

At the center stood an imposing, pitch-black gate, towering over ten feet high, with wisps of greyish-black mist swirling around it.

This was the gateway to the battle pet tomb.