The day of the Pill Gathering soon arrived, and the venue was bustling. After all, this was a day that countless alchemists had been looking forward to—the chance to compete in alchemy came only once every thirty years.
Anyone who could make a name for themselves at the Gathering would earn the favor of powerful factions and gain access to vast resources. They might even enter the Pill Tower's inner circle and the Little Pill Tower. Yao Chen was the most famous example, and every contestant hoped to become the next Yao Chen!
That was why countless high-tier alchemists had come to compete. At the very least, they were all sixth-tier alchemists—people who would be treated as masters in other countries. But at this Pill Gathering, they were nothing more than ordinary contestants.
By the time Uchiha Tamaharu arrived at the venue, it was already packed with spectators. Those from ordinary factions had to squeeze into the regular seats.
Though the Flame Alliance had recently gained some renown across the Central Continent, it had been assigned seats among the second-rate factions.
It had been judged to be no stronger than a Peak Dou Zong. Without a Dou Zun, it wasn't eligible for a seat on the highest tier.
But Uchiha Tamaharu didn't mind. He went straight to his seat and sat down.
"Where's Kisuke Urahara?"
After taking his seat, Uchiha Tamaharu noticed that only three people were standing behind him. He couldn't help but pause.
He rarely saw Kisuke Urahara around anyway. If he hadn't noticed that the other factions had large entourages while his own side had only a couple of strays, he wouldn't have thought of the man at all.
"He seems to have gone to compete!"
Coyote Starrk said quietly.
He and his other half, Lilynette, were