Chapter 1270: Chapter 1264: Master, I’m That Idiot
"What did you say?" Hanuoke heard Zuo Liu’s words, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, "You’re not kidding , are you? A Martial Artist at the peak of God-breaking can create a Saint Grade Elixir?"
"Believe it or not, I don’t have ti to argue with you," Zuo Liu was a bit displeased, "That master, though young, has hidden talents and fa deeply. If his alchemy technique is second, no one in the Stigma Continent would dare to say they are first!"
"Is your evaluation of him really that high?" Hanuoke and Zuo Liu had known each other for tens of thousands of years. He was extrely strict, especially with his students, and rarely praised anyone. It was the first ti he heard Zuo Liu use so many complints to describe a person.
"The master deserves such praise," Zuo Liu said, "I previously sought out many alchemists, who all demanded points and had harsh requirents. That master asked for nothing and was very approachable. You better seize this opportunity, other old guys might also be eyeing him now."
Actually, Zuo Liu just received several inquiries about the sa thing, all asking who helped him fulfill his wish, just like Hanuoke.
Of course, Zhang nglong ntioned that these people treated him like a fraud, even cursing him. The upcoming plot should beco very exciting.
"Slap!" After the call, the Martial Artist nad Hanuoke raised his hand and gave himself a big slap, "Why is my mouth so foul? I’m at least a Saint Martial Artist, why can’t I have better judgnt? Would ordinary people dare take on my task to fool ?"
Hanuoke also needed a Saint Grade Elixir. His cultivation technique was very special, resulting in energy of two different attributes, light and dark. Both attributes were very powerful, and if combined, they held world-destroying power.
However, rging these two extre and opposing energies wasn’t easy. His cultivation technique recorded a pill called the Light Spirit Shadow Fusion Elixir, which could help him rge the two energies.
But this elixir was just as demanding and difficult as Zuo Liu’s.
He hesitated for a long ti, knowing he had just seriously offended this master. Such capable people might have good tempers but would not smile in response after being insulted, especially after severe humiliation. The master probably harbored resentnt now.
As for using force? An alchemy master who could create Saint Grade Elixirs, who knows how many favors he’s sold. If he waved his arm, a swarm of Saint warriors might co; isn’t that suicidal behavior?
After much hesitation, he tried to dial Zhang nglong’s quantum communication.
"Hello, is this Master Zhang?" Gone was the impatience and anger from earlier; Hanuoke’s tone was now extrely mild.
"There is no Master Zhang here, just a con man wasting people’s precious ti." Zhang nglong directly hung up the quantum communication.
"As expected," Hanuoke’s expression beca like he ate sothing disgusting. The master indeed held grudges in his heart, but he dared not complain because all this was the evil fruit he himself sowed.
"Master, there’s a chat group inviting you to join!" At this mont, Hanuoke’s smart system alerted him.
"Group chat?" Hanuoke was puzzled. Although technology was advanced in this era, people like him were almost wholly engrossed in cultivation and rarely used social apps. He had neither a high frequency of communication needs nor the leisure for it.
"Master Zhang strategy group?" This group na intrigued Hanuoke, but he joined anyway.
The group already had 11 mbers, all Saint warriors, and they were the ones who published tasks in Shennong Hall.
They had all offended Zhang nglong after he accepted their tasks, and just now, had also been ruthlessly ridiculed by him.
But kidding aside, they still needed soone to refine their elixirs. According to Zuo Liu’s description, Zhang nglong might be the only one capable of helping them complete the elixir refinent. They must seize this rare opportunity, even if they have to pay a high price to restore the relationship with the master.
"Sigh, if only we had better tempers, we wouldn’t be in this predicant."
"Yeah, compared to Zuo Liu, our foresight is far too limited."
"This ti, we must personally apologize to the master face-to-face, or we may never nd our relationship."
"And we can’t go empty-handed; we must show sincerity when apologizing, or the master won’t even acknowledge us."
"Exactly, we have to present sothing that will satisfy the master."
"Let’s go together, half an hour later, we’ll et at Shennong Hall."
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"Haha, still have the nerve to call ," Zhang nglong was munching on sunflower seeds and sipping milk tea.
"Big brother, is my massage comfortable?" Xiao Bai was working hard on Zhang nglong’s shoulder.
"Make it stronger, haven’t you eaten?"
"Alright!" Xiao Bai, who had fully witnessed Zhang nglong’s alchemy process, no longer cared about the dignity of being an Eight Desolates God-killing Tiger. All he wanted was to please Zhang nglong and find a way for him to refine an elixir for himself.
"Big brother, when do you have ti to refine an elixir for ?"
"That depends on when I’m in a good mood," Zhang nglong, with a smirk of complacency, replied, "Ah, my legs feel a bit sore too."
"You rest comfortably, after I finish massaging your shoulders, I’ll massage your legs."
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The teleportation center at Shennong Hall, 11 middle-aged n walked out side by side. Their aura wasn’t strong, but they all exuded an authoritative presence.
"I wasn’t prepared for the visit of 11 Saints, I hope you won’t hold it against ." The person in charge of Shennong Hall rushed over in a sweat, upon hearing that 11 Saints were descending here, he hurriedly dropped everything to greet them.
"Are you in charge of Shennong Hall?" Hanuoke glanced at him.
"Yes, may I know what the Saints intend to do here this ti? You can tell , I’ll make arrangents for everyone." He was puzzled, as Shennong Hall, though large, rarely sees a single Saint in several hundred years.
This ti, 11 arrived at once; what in the world was happening?
"You don’t need to mind us, just tell us where the tea house is."
"Please follow ." He led the 11 Saints to the tea house, "Here it is, everyone."
At that ti, it was quite crowded here; they cautiously used soul scanning, finally locking their gaze on the youth comfortably sprawling by the window. Based on Zuo Liu’s description, that should be the master.
The 11 exchanged glances and quietly walked in front of Zhang nglong.
"Greetings, Master Zhang."
"Hm?" Zhang nglong turned around, "Who are you? I don’t know you."
Of course, Zhang nglong recognized them, rembered every word they said to him, so calling him an idiot, others calling him brain-dead.
"Master, I am the idiot."
"Master, I am brain-dead."
"Master, I am a scoundrel."
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