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 just luck. It's like he's a high-level pet breeder mixing the potion."

"He must have some serious skills; maybe there's a master behind the scenes."

Corey picked up the two-star fire spirit potion and probed it with his divine sense. The potency of this potion was about three times that of its counterparts.

"He's definitely doing this on purpose. He's got the skills to make two-star potions."

Corey was well aware that managing the potency in two-star materials placed a much greater strain on the divine sense.

Only those born with an exceptional spirit could naturally excel as pet breeders.

A one-star pet breeder typically focuses on potion crafting, but at the two-star level, they also undergo additional assessments to create specific potions needed by their pets.

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

Symas, holding his potion, snapped Corey out of his daze with a reminder.

His eyes also lingered on the potion in question.

"Mr. Lowe, if you're interested in this potion, I can offer it to you for 350,000."

"It's a fair price, and I assure you, it's a genuine deal."

"You can see for yourself, my luck is extraordinary. This is a two-star fire spirit potion, and it's flawless."

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

Symas spoke with a genuine smile.

"He knows what he's got," Corey thought, smiling in spite of himself. He was definitely tempted to buy the two-star potion.

An ordinary two-star potion might go for 100,000, but a perfect-level potion could fetch 300,000, though they were rarely up for sale.

Perfect-level potions were exceedingly scarce.

"Alright, what about the perfect-level tempering potion from before?"

"I'm keeping that for my pet. But if you're really interested, Mr. Lowe, I'd let it go for 200,000."

"A bit of a discount."

"Hmm? No, changed my mind."

Symas was about to present the perfect-level tempering potion but then withdrew it. There would be no discount.

As for the tempering potion, he could simply buy more ingredients and brew another batch for Charmander and the rest. No issue there.

"Buy."

Corey had a keen interest in this perfect-level potion. He was eager to delve into the nuances that set it apart from ordinary potions. Uncovering the differences could significantly enhance his own potion-refining techniques.

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

Shortly after, Symas received a notification confirming the deposit of 550,000 federal coins.

The Pet's Home app, developed by the Beast Tamer Association, was widely used across the Orithyia Federation, facilitating transactions throughout the Four Great Countries.

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

However, intercity transactions incurred substantial fees due to the presence of wild magical creatures in the areas between cities.

Alternatively, one could utilize the high-speed trains for transportation. For faster service, hiring a skilled beast tamer for escort was common practice, especially when transporting valuable items.

Ordinary goods were typically shipped via high-speed train.

Along the train routes, numerous sentry posts had been established, and a high-voltage electric net was installed around the tracks, deterring even elite-level wild magical creatures with the threat of injury.

Additionally, beast tamers were stationed at these posts to safeguard against any potential attacks on the trains.

"Here's to a successful partnership."

Symas couldn't help but smile as he saw his bank balance soar past the million mark.

Following this, Corey presented Symas with a Beast Tamer Association certificate and integrated his profile into their system.

Now under the protection of the Beast Tamer Association, Symas had new opportunities ahead.

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

"Now that you've just been part of the summoning ceremony, your new status as a breeder will likely catch the attention of the Beast Tamer Universities. My advice to you is this: regardless of what the other universities may offer, make Farhaven University your top choice."

"Farhaven University's prestige goes beyond its name. They control a multitude of relics, far surpassing what other universities have. In today's world, the more relics a university has, the greater the advantage for its students."

Corey watched Symas accept the certificate with a meaningful tone. "I understand," Symas replied gratefully. "Thank you, Mr. Lowe." "No need for thanks," Corey responded.

"By the way, Mr. Lowe, now that I've got my beast tamer certificate, do I get a chance to enter the battle pet tomb?" Symas inquired, eager to explore. "I've just concocted two perfect level potions in one go. I'm feeling incredibly lucky—like I might unearth something great."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Symas steered the conversation back to the matter at hand. Corey chuckled, "You do seem to have good fortune, but gaining access to the battle pet tomb is another story. Despite being a level C relic, the chances of finding a living pet within those stone eggs are slim."

"In recent years, nearly three hundred people have ventured into the relic, yet only seven have managed to hatch pets from the stone eggs," Corey continued, "and five of those had just ordinary potential."

He was skeptical about Symas's luck, especially after his success with the potions. "It's worth a shot, especially since it's a free opportunity. I'd be foolish not to try," Symas declared confidently. "Mr. Lowe, I'd like to request a visit to the battle pet tomb."

"Very well, follow me," Corey agreed, leading Symas out of the examination room and directly to a chamber on the underground level.

The room's entrance was a tangle of vines, with a dark red ghost head the size of a grindstone at its heart, adding an eerie touch to the already dimly lit corridor. The ghost head, typically with eyes closed, would awaken and scrutinize anyone who drew near. This vine, an elite 7-star star pet, served as the guardian of the relic's gate.

"Mr. Lowe," the ghost head vine greeted with respect upon noticing Corey. Star pets, even at the most basic level, possessed a degree of intelligence akin to that of a young child. And as they ascended to elite or even overlord status, their cognitive abilities significantly increased.

"Alright, open up," Corey commanded with a nod. The vine-entwined door swung open abruptly, revealing the expanse of the room beyond.

Spanning over a hundred square meters, the room's walls were fortified with a layer of Profound Iron, casting them in an inky blackness. White elven flowers dotted the walls, their luminous petals casting a clear, bright light throughout the space.

At the center of the room stood a towering, pitch-black door, easily exceeding ten feet in height. A swirling mist of grey and black hovered above it.

This was the gateway to the battle pet tomb.