Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 972

"How dare you?" Lydia instantly fumed as her sharp gaze filled with deadly intent.

Sebastian chuckled lightly and asked, "Ms. Lockhart, why are you so angry? I was just joking. If you're not interested, then we'll just leave it at that."

"You shameless old man! How dare you flirt with me at your age?" Lydia's chest heaved with rage.

Sebastian slowly removed his wide-brimmed hat, revealing a strong and youthful face.

Lydia's eyes widened in surprise. She had assumed that Sebastian was an old, gray-haired man because in her experience, powerful alchemists were always elderly. Yet, here Sebastian was, looking far younger than she had imagined.

"As you can see, I'm in the prime of my life. I'm not the old man you think I am," Sebastian said with a smirk.

Lydia was very shocked at that moment. She scoffed. "You may look young, but I bet you're at least 80, if not a hundred years old."

She knew very well that becoming a high-level alchemist required not only talent but decades of hard work and experience. Reaching the rank of a fourth-tier alchemist usually took at least 50 years of rigorous practice.

"What if I told you that I'm only in my 30s?" Sebastian asked with a smile.

"That's impossible!" Lydia snapped.

She refused to believe it. After all, in her sect, the youngest fourth-tier alchemist, who was hailed as a prodigy, was already in his 60s.

To become a fourth-tier alchemist by 30 sounded absurd.

Sebastian continued smiling as he said, "I'm Sebastian Wilder. You must have heard of me."

"What? You're the Sebastian who defeated Juniper twice?" Lydia gasped in disbelief.

Sebastian placed his hand on the furnace as he channeled his spiritual energy.

"That's active and passive energy!" Lydia was astonished once again.

Spiritual energy typically aligned with one of the five elements, but active and passive energy were extremely rare and far more potent.

What surprised her even more was that Sebastian wielded both active and passive energies at the same time, which was an almost unheard-of feat.

As his energy flowed into the pot, its internal formation lit up, and the temperature began to rise rapidly.

When it reached the right level, Sebastian flicked his wrist, making the pot's lid hover in the air. With another wave of his hand, dozens of medicinal herbs flew out from his storage ring and into the pot in one smooth motion.

"Stop this right now!"