Chapter 1267: Chapter 1261: I’ll Give You a Miracle
"Accept them all?" Qiu Yuru leaned over Zhang nglong’s task panel. She initially thought that the tasks Zhang nglong ntioned might be the kind like collecting herbs, as only such tasks could possibly be undertaken in bulk at once.
But even if Zhang nglong took on a dozen or twenty, there was no way he could instantly upgrade to a three-star or five-star mber. It wouldn’t help him at all in purchasing those precious herbs, right?
However, when she saw the tasks Zhang nglong chose, she was dumbfounded. He had actually opted for 12 alchemy tasks, and all the elixirs that needed to be crafted were Saint Grade elixirs. Is this sothing a normal person dares to do?
Each Saint Grade Elixir, once crafted, almost always results in a phenonon that astonishes the world and ghosts alike. Even those Saint Grade Alchemists can only craft such elixirs two or three tis a year at most, partly because gathering these materials is incredibly difficult, and partly because they also have a high failure rate in alchemy.
Although Saint Grade Alchemists have a strong background and influence, even if they fail, no one dares to trouble them. However, each failure damages their reputation, which is absolutely unacceptable to them.
"Are you an alchemist?" Qiu Yuru looked at Zhang nglong.
"What’s wrong? Don’t I look like one? I swear by my na!" Zhang nglong patted his chest, "From treating bruises and fractures, contraception, and virility boosting to reviving the dead and breaking through realms, there isn’t an elixir I can’t craft."
"Pfft!" Qiu Yuru burst into laughter. Zhang nglong was just too amusing, "But sir, these are Saint Grade Elixirs, you..."
It wasn’t that Qiu Yuru was being disrespectful, but was there such a young Saint Grade Alchemist on the Stigma Continent?
"Just tell , can you accept them or not?"
"I can accept them," Qiu Yuru said, "but I can’t guarantee that the task issuers will trust you. After all, they put a lot of effort into collecting those herbs. Please pardon my rudeness, but you really don’t look like soone who can craft Saint Grade Elixirs."
"Never doubt what a man can do," Zhang nglong chuckled, "Alright, help
accept these tasks."
"Alright then."
Qiu Yuru went through so procedures, and Zhang nglong promptly took on 12 tasks, "I’ve sent your information to the 12 clients. If they’re willing to let you execute these tasks, the issuers should contact you soon. Please keep your quantum communication system open."
"Alright, thank you."
Zhang nglong found a quiet corner and ordered a cup of tea to clear heat and reduce internal fire. He wanted to see if any of these 12 people had a broader perspective.
...
In the Silver Sword Empire, a top-tier first-grade superpower, a middle-aged man was teaching his students in a splendid building. Those who listened to the middle-aged man’s lecture, respectful and quiet, were at least martial artists of the Wheel Mystery realm!
"Alright, that’s it for today’s class. I hope you all have made progress when we et here again in 100 years."
"Yes, thank you for your teachings!" The martial artists of the Wheel Mystery realm had a look of fulfillnt on their faces, as if they had grasped the truth. They imdiately planned to retreat for a period to thoroughly comprehend the content shared by their teacher.
"Oh? Soone accepted the task?" The middle-aged man suddenly received a ssage from the Shennong Hall.
The middle-aged man was nad Zuo Liu, the ruler of this Silver Sword Empire and a martial artist of Saint rank. Bask in the glory of being a Saint, he had countless disciples under him.
However, there was one regret in his life: the person he loved couldn’t enjoy an eternal life like him. Her martial arts gift was quite ordinary. Even with Zuo Liu’s full support, her realm was still at the peak of illusion.
In this world, only Saints can be eternal!
As the inevitable end approached, his beloved was about to reach the end of her life. Yet, Zuo Liu never gave up hope. After much searching, he found an ancient pill recipe that could grant soone endless life and youth, but the price was that their martial arts realm would be stuck at this level.
For Zuo Liu, this side effect was utterly inconsequential. As a Saint, he had the power to protect his beloved, and all he desired was to accompany her through the passage of ti.
To a strong Saint, finding a few Saint Grade Alchemists is not hard. But after seeing the ancient recipe, each Saint Grade Alchemist showed a helpless expression.
The requirents for alchemy were just too stringent. It demanded 12 different flas, and Saint Grade Alchemists, despite being highly experienced and skilled, had no connection to the number of flas. It’s dangerous even for soone to handle two flas, let alone 12.
However, Zuo Liu still put all his effort into collecting all the materials, waiting for soone who could help him.
"42 years old? Peak God-breaking martial artist, alchemist without grade?" Upon seeing Zhang nglong’s information, Zuo Liu couldn’t conceal his disappointnt, even feeling a bit angry, because he felt like he was being played for a fool.
But then he thought from a different perspective, why not first try to understand this person? This task had been up for thousands of years, and finally, soone was willing to take it. Maybe it is soone with extraordinary talent.
Clinging to the last sigh of hope, he dialed Zhang nglong’s quantum communication.
...
"Don’t waste my ti, get lost!"
"I don’t have ti to play gas with a child."
"You better not let
see you anywhere on the Stigma Continent, or I’ll kill you."
"Do you know how long I’ve waited for this news? I just gave up on sothing big, and it’s you, a re whippersnapper?"
An hour passed, and Zhang nglong received feedback from several people. Their attitude was uniformly the sa: Zhang nglong was too young, and he was an alchemist without grade. How dare a person like that take on their tasks, isn’t it just wasting their ti?
So people directly scolded Zhang nglong via communication.
So simply ignored him, quietly closed the task, and then reposted it on the task platform.
"People nowadays are becoming more and more impatient, can’t they show a bit of patience? Not even giving a single chance, seeing with dog eyes and looking down on people."
This result didn’t surprise Zhang nglong. He just found it amusing.
Monts later, another quantum communication ca through.
"If you’re here to scold, go ahead, but I’ve already accepted the task, whether you believe in
or not. Just don’t regret it later." Zhang nglong answered the communication with a practiced script.
"Are you Mr. Zhang nglong?" Surprisingly, the middle-aged man’s voice on the other end was sowhat respectful, "Hello, my na is Zuo Liu, and I saw you accepted my task just now."
"Finally, soone different," Zhang nglong showed an unexpected smile. He checked Zuo Liu’s information: a ruler of a first-grade Empire, a Saint-level strongman, practically renowned throughout the entire Stigma Continent, yet he was such an agreeable person.
"Yes, it’s ." Zhang nglong smiled, "You’re quite different from the others. Do you think I can craft it?"
"Even if there’s only a slight hope, I have to try, maybe a miracle will happen?"
"Hahaha, you are rather interesting," Zhang nglong laughed, "Consider yourself lucky to et . Today, I will grant you a miracle!"
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