A Good Romance
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"Master, hasn't the Three Lives Pill been lost?" Ling Han asked.
This was the biggest problem. Since the pill recipe had been lost, how could one study it, much less refine it?
"Indeed." Alchemist Zi Cheng nodded, and said, "This pill recipe has been lost for a long time, but I've recently obtained it again. Hahahaha!"
The old man laughed very happily. To an alchemy grandmaster, recovering a lost pill formula was like earning a few hundred million Star Stones.
"Congratulations, Master," Ling Han said with a smile. He was happy for his master.
Alchemist Zi Cheng continued, "However, this is not due to my efforts. Rather, it's a gift from the Western Celestial Realm to Alchemy City."
"Oh, the Western Celestial Realm?" Ling Han was slightly surprised. Aside from Hu Niu, this was the first time he had heard of someone from the Western Celestial Realm.
"As expected of the Western Celestial Realm. Not only is their level of Martial Art superior to the Eastern Celestial Realm, but their alchemy is also superior to ours." Alchemist Zi Cheng sighed ruefully, and said, "They offered three lost pill recipes right off the bat. I really couldn't refuse."
"Refuse what?" Ling Han asked.
"They didn't give it for free. They wanted to exchange it for a pill recipe," Alchemist Zi Cheng said with a smile. "Three for one. How could I refuse such a deal?"
Sure enough, the old man was a businessman through and through.
"Master has already fully grasped the pill recipe?" Ling Han was a little curious. To say nothing of a Four-Star pill recipe, even grasping a One-Star pill recipe required a long time. Alchemist Zi Cheng should have obtained this pill recipe not long ago, right?
"It's about time. As for the others, I'll refine them as I improve them." Alchemist Zi Cheng waved his hand, appearing to be indifferent.
Damn, a single failure would waste a large amount of precious ingredients. This was enough to make a Three-Star Alchemist's heart ache, but the old man didn't care at all.
As expected of a tycoon.
Ling Han nodded. He naturally had to use the money he earned. Otherwise, he would be a miser. What was the point of living without giving a single cent?
"Come and help me," Alchemist Zi Cheng said.
The master and disciple pair began to concoct alchemical pills. Ling Han acted as an assistant, mainly because he wanted to observe Grandmaster Zi Cheng's techniques. After all, he was now a Three-Star Alchemist, and had even reached the Fourth Refinement. This was also why Grandmaster Zi Cheng had insisted on starting even though he clearly did not have full confidence in concocting alchemical pills.
He wasn't burning it for the tycoon. His main purpose was to set an example for Ling Han.
Ling Han didn't need to learn Grandmaster Zi Cheng's techniques. What he needed was inspiration to ignite his own spark.
After a year, the master and disciple finally stopped. Under the acceleration of time, a hundred years had already passed.
Grandmaster Zi Cheng still had not been able to concoct the Three Lives Pill, but Ling Han had benefited greatly. This did not allow him to step into the level of the Fifth Refinement, but his attainments in the Fourth Refinement had increased considerably, advancing into the level of perfection. This meant that he was much closer to the threshold of the Fifth Refinement.
"Right, there's one more thing." Grandmaster Zi Cheng said. "In another 50 years, the Western Celestial Realm will hold a grand event, a grand event of alchemy. I have decided to send you there. Firstly, you are my disciple, and secondly, you are the future chairperson of Alchemy City, so it is time for you to go to the Western Celestial Realm. "
Ling Han nodded, and said, "Just as well. I will first break through to the Dividing Soul Tier during this time."
"Mm-hm, the opening of the Sun Soul Sea is close at hand, and that emissary from the Western Celestial Realm just so happens to be going to break through to the Dividing Soul Tier, so I have specially sent him on a trip. Otherwise, it would be at least 700,000 years before the Sun Soul Sea of the Western Celestial Realm opens," Grandmaster Zi Cheng said.
Ling Han gave an 'oh', and asked, "Master, who is this emissary?"
"A young man called Ma Tongguang. He has only cultivated for 900,000 years, and is already a Three-Star Alchemist. He is very extraordinary," Grandmaster Zi Cheng said, a hint of admiration in his eyes. There was a hint of admiration in his eyes. "As expected of a prodigy nurtured by the Western Celestial Realm."
Ling Han couldn't help but nod. Adding in the years that he had spent in the Time Cultivation Chamber, he was not young anymore.
A 900,000-year-old Three-Star Alchemist, and one that was about to break through to the Dividing Soul Tier, was indeed astonishing.
"Let's go and meet him." Grandmaster Zi Cheng looked at his beloved disciple happily. This disciple really did not disappoint him. Whether it was in terms of martial Art or alchemy, he was not inferior to the prodigies of the Western Celestial Realm, which made him feel sincerely gratified.
Ling Han nodded, and after bidding farewell to Grandmaster Zi Cheng, he went to the VIP residence on the fourth level. This place was specially used to entertain Ascending Origin Tier mighty figures.
Ma Tongguang's level was indeed not high enough, but he was presently the alchemy representative of the Western Celestial Realm, so he had the right to stay in the VIP residence on the fourth level.
Once he entered, Ling Han discovered that this place was bustling with activity.
Heavens, there was a sea of people, and it was about to burst.
"Holy Son, Lord Holy Son!" When it was Ling Han's turn, a person at the side was first startled, and then hurriedly bowed respectfully.
Though it was already confirmed that Ling Han was the future chairperson of Alchemy City, as long as Grandmaster Zi Cheng did not abdicate, Ling Han could only be a Holy Son. However, previously, there had been 10 Holy Sons, and now there was only Ling Han, a single seedling.
Who wouldn't be respectful in front of the future peak master?
In reality, there were a great many people in Alchemy City that wanted to curry favor with Ling Han, but Ling Han was either concocting alchemical pills or had run off to train, so they did not have the chance.
Ling Han nodded, smiled, and said, "Is everyone lined up to wait for that Ma Tongguang's summons?"
"This …" That person immediately blushed, appearing to be stammering.
Just as Ling Han had said, everyone had come here to receive Ma Tongguang's summons, naturally for the sake of getting close to Ma Tongguang.
That was an envoy of the Western Celestial Realm, and more so, a prodigy of alchemy. If they could use him to curry favor and introduce them, they would be able to develop in the Western Celestial Realm in future.
The level of Martial Art in the Western Celestial Realm was clearly a level higher than that of the Eastern Celestial Realm.
It could be said that if you could only cultivate to the Severing Mundane Tier in the Eastern Celestial Realm, then when you went to the Western Celestial Realm, you would have an additional 30% chance of breaking through to the Dividing Soul Tier.
Thus, for the sake of a better future, everyone had come here to curry favor with Ma Tongguang.
"Holy Son!"
"Holy Son!"
The others had also arrived at Ling Han's side, and hurriedly bowed to Ling Han, all slightly embarrassed.
This was natural. The future chairperson was right in front of them, yet they were fawning on an outsider, their faces flushed red.
"The moon is still as round as in the Western Celestial Realm," Ling Han said smilingly. Ling Han said smilingly. These words caused a great many people to lower their heads, but there were also some who did not take it seriously. Water flowed to the bottom, and people walked to the top. Wasn't this a very normal thing?
When Ling Han finished saying this, he walked forwards, and the crowd moved aside. At present, in Alchemy City, those that could have a higher status than Ling Han were only the three Four-Star Grandmasters.
"Holy Son Ling …" When he arrived in front of Ma Tongguang's courtyard, someone stopped him at the door.
Lu Xianming
He looked at Ling Han with a smile, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Do you want to request an audience with Young Master Ma? Please wait here, and allow me to pass on the message."
The little man was full of himself.
Reading on a mobile phone was more refreshing.
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