This was very much Grandmaster Zi Cheng’s style. It seed like the only thing in his eyes was profit. As for any honor of alchemy, how could that possibly be more important than earning a few Star Stones in his eyes?
Ling Han nodded with a smile. “I’ve earned a lot.”
Though he did not have much ti to concoct alchemical pills for profit, he did have an alchemy pharmacy, and also had Liu Jun working for him, so he actually had earned a considerable amount. Of course, compared to the accomplishnt of him robbing over 100 Ancestral Kings, it was really far, far too little.
Grandmaster Zi Cheng laughed loudly, and only then expressed his concern over Ling Han’s skill in alchemy. “Brat, are you at Sixth Refinent yet?”
Ling Han nodded. “I reached Sixth Refinent long ago.”
“Then when can you do Seventh Refinent?” Grandmaster Zi Cheng asked further, his expression completely natural. That was because Ling Han’s natural talent at alchemy was really too high. He had to have advanced into the Sixth Refinent in the tens of thousands of years, but that might not be for Seventh Refinent.
Ling Han cracked a grin. “I can already do Seventh Refinent.”
Only now did Grandmaster Zi Cheng really get a shock. “Brat, not bad!” Seventh Refinent was his equal. This little disciple of his was indeed extraordinary to manage to catch up to him in such a short period of ti. If so, surpassing him would only be a matter of ti.
He did not feel the slightest jealousy. The stronger the disciple, and the faster he advanced, the more pleased he would naturally be as the master.
“Then, when do you expect that you would be able to attain Eighth Refinent?” Grandmaster Zi Cheng was filled with anticipation.
Ling Han was slightly sheepish. The expectations this master had for him seem to be a little low. If he said he could already do Tenth Refinent, would it shock the old man to death? But he could not deceive his master, which made him hesitate slightly.
“Brat, don’t feel embarrassed. The stage of Eighth Refinent is indeed hard to breach. Just look at ; see how many hundreds of millions of years I have been stuck on this level?” Grandmaster Zi Cheng thought that Ling Han breaking through to the Eighth Refinent was far in the indefinite future. Though he felt slightly disappointed, he still comforted Ling Han.
Hu Niu couldn’t help but say, “Old man, Niu’s Ling Han has already reached the Eighth Refinent long ago!” The damn old geezer actually dared to look down on Ling Han.
“Cough!” Grandmaster Zi Cheng was shocked, and hurriedly confird with Ling Han. “Really?”
Only then did Ling Han smile, and answer, “Indeed, I can do Eighth Refinent.”
‘F*ck!’
Even Grandmaster Zi Cheng couldn’t help but be moved. Before Ling Han had broken through to Eighth Refinent, he very much hoped that his disciple could advance to this stage, but when Ling Han had truly attained Eighth Refinent, he was slightly dejected. He had not expected that his disciple would surpass him so quickly.
“Co, show ,” he said.
Ling Han nodded. Actually, Grandmaster Zi Cheng’s natural talent in alchemy was also very strong, and the reason why he had not advanced into Eighth Refinent was because, firstly, Eighth Refinent was indeed difficult, and secondly, the old man had no one to lead the way in front of him.
If Grandmaster Zi Cheng could see the process of Eighth Refinent a few more tis, he would definitely be able to take this step.
Thus, Ling Han took out a Four-Star alchemical pill, and began to perform Spirit Refinent.
…Now, before the Tenth Refinent, he practically could ensure a 100% success rate in Spirit Refinent. Thus, when it was similarly Eighth Refinent or Ninth Refinent, he naturally had no wish to waste it on low-grade alchemical pills.
First Refinent, Second Refinent… Seventh Refinent!
After reaching Seventh Refinent, Ling Han paused slightly, and then began Eighth Refinent.
Grandmaster Zi Cheng’s expression involuntarily beca solemn. Eighth Refinent was a step that he had never managed to take, and he was even more nervous than Ling Han as an observer, his hands involuntarily clenching into tight fists.
But Ling Han’s movents were smooth and unhurried. There was not the slightest pause. It was as if Spirit Refinent was sothing as simple and easily done as just sweeping the floor in his hands.
Very quickly, he was finished, and the eighth golden veined pattern appeared on the alchemical pill.
Eighth Refinent!
Grandmaster Zi Cheng felt his heart throbbing wildly, but after a while, he broke into a smile, which soon turned into loud laughter that seed capable of shaking the heavens.
“Good disciple! Good disciple! Good disciple!” he hurriedly said, almost breaking out into tears.
The accomplishnts of the disciple had surpassed the master, which made him feel both excited and exhilarated. Of course, he also felt slightly rueful. The rear wave had completely pushed down the front wave.
The won exchanged a smile, and the Empress said, “Old geezer, Husband’s standard is not just limited to Eighth Refinent!”
When these words fell, even Grandmaster Zi Cheng couldn’t help but tremble.
Wh-what? The Eighth Refinent was still not the end?
‘It can’t be that you’ve reached Ninth Refinent, brat?’
Grandmaster Zi Cheng had really gotten a scare. He could still imagine Eighth Refinent, because he himself was actually not too far from this stage as well, but Ninth Refinent was a threshold that he had really never co into contact with. It was a stage that was filled with mystery for him.
“Brat, you’re not going to tell that you can do the Ninth Refinent too, right?” he asked.
At first, Ling Han had not planned to tell the old man the truth so quickly, fearing that he could not take it. THis would be a little too stimulating. But since the old man had asked, he could only nod. “I can.”
Instantly, Grandmaster Zi Cheng was speechless and gaping, dumbstruck.
Ninth Refinent was too fantastical.
“Show ,” the old man said in a shaking voice.
Ling Han began. For him, Ninth Refinent was only slightly difficult. He still managed to finish very quickly.
The ninth golden veined pattern, Ninth Refinent!
Grandmaster Zi Cheng practically snatched this alchemical pill over. Holding it in his hand, his eyes were closed, with him revealing an expression of great enjoynt.
“From today onwards, this alchemical pill is the most prized treasure of Alchemy City!” the old man declared.
Ling Han couldn’t help but laugh. “Master, you cannot be greedy with your disciple!”
Grandmaster Zi Cheng naturally knew that Ling Han was just joking, but his hand was gripped tightly, as if he feared that Ling Han would snatch the pill from him. He was acting very childishly.
The won all pouted. rely Ninth Refinent, and it was the prized treasure of the city? Their man could still do the Tenth Refinent!
Bewitching Maiden Rou opened her mouth. “Ling Han— wu!”
She had just barely opened her mouth when Ling Han had stopped her with a hand on her mouth. The old man was already shocked enough. If he knew that Ling Han could now do the Tenth Refinent, he might really go mad.
Grandmaster Zi Cheng was distracted. He would keep this Divine Pill in his collection from now onwards, and only the most outstandingly talented disciples would be able to study it so they could increase their comprehension of alchemy.
“Go on, go on!” He waved a hand, as he stowed the alchemical pill carefully.
Ling Han and the others were all smiling. The old man really still had a bit of childish innocence.
They settled down first. It was rare for them to return, so they naturally could not just leave imdiately.
Now that the chairperson had returned, everyone in Alchemy City naturally rejoiced. Grandmaster Zi Cheng took care of arranging a grand feast, inviting the various forces of Alchemy City.
Grandmaster Zi Cheng did not ntion Ling Han’s standards in alchemy in too much detail, but only revealed the subtle ssage that his disciple was no longer inferior to himself.
Even so, the Alchemy City was still in an uproar. Did this an that they now had another Four-Star Grandmaster?
A great feast was held, and those like those previous Holy Sons and Holy Daughters were all convinced now. They did not dare to harbor the slightest disloyalty at all. Ling Han had already beco a Four-Star Grandmaster, and who knew, he might have reached the Seventh Refinent as well, or Grandmaster Zi Cheng would not have said that he was “no longer inferior to .”
This was too shocking. Only a few tens of thousands of years had passed, and another such king of alchemy had already appeared!
“Hahaha!” Just when the celebration was being held, a loud laugh rang out, and a young man appeared quickly after. His arms crossed behind his back, he strode over from the distance as if there was no one around him.
Imdiately, soone stood up, and shouted, “Identify yourself!”
“Xie Yangbing!” the young man announced proudly, and then paused slightly. “Western Celestial Realm, Ancient Alchemy Tower!”
Commotion rose up among the crowd. This young man was actually an heir of the Ancient Alchemy Tower!
It should be known that whether in terms of cultivation or alchemy, the Western Celestial Realm had surpassed the Eastern Celestial Realm, and it was a crushing superiority at that. Not only did the Ancient Alchemy Tower have a considerable number of Four-Star Alchemists, they even had the true big players of alchemy—Five-Star Alchemists!
Then what was the aning of Xie Yangbing’s visit now?
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