Chapter 29: Becoming a Disciple

If one hears the Dao in the morning, one can die without regret in the evening.

The first reason why Qingyan Pill King was famous throughout the continent was his strength in Alchemy.

The most important reason, however, was that he was a Loose Cultivator.

A Loose Cultivator who had been Cultivating on his own since he was an Alchemist apprentice.

Relying on extraordinary perseverance and unremitting effort, he became a Pill King, shocking the continent.

Relying solely on himself, without depending on any Power, to become a Pill King—this was the pride of his life.

However, after reaching the Pill King Rank, he was very lost regarding the path ahead, and he knew that without anyone to teach him, wanting to achieve another Breakthrough was simply wishful thinking.

Now that he had encountered a mysterious Alchemist, he naturally had to seize the opportunity.

The reason he, Azure Flame, did not join any Power or take a master was not because he was arrogant, but because there was simply no Alchemist in this world capable of convincing him.

Although he had not spent much time with the Young Man before him, the Young Man had completely convinced him.

Performing Alchemy in the Void Realm, turning plants into Medicinal Pills, and seeing through at a glance that he was poisoned by the Poison Dragon Pill.

Each of these events felt like something happening in a dream.

Please, get up quickly!

Seeing his master kneel down without a word, Qin Ming panicked and hurriedly went over to help him up.

He was the Disciple, after all. If he could, he would even want to take a master again; how could he let his master kneel to a Disciple?

This was so disrespectful.

Moreover, in his previous life, his master had shown him great kindness—the kindness of a second birth—and he would be grateful for his whole life.

Master Qin, please accept me. I will definitely study Alchemy well and will never tarnish your reputation.

Qingyan Pill King, as if refusing to get up from the ground, pleaded again.

Qin Ming immediately used even more strength to help his master up, saying anxiously:

How about this: I will teach you Alchemy, and you don't need to become my Disciple. Let's just consider it as discussing it with each other.

How can that be? Master's strength is so great; what do I have to discuss with Master? I implore Master to accept this Disciple. This Disciple will definitely serve you faithfully and give my all.

Qingyan Pill King was, after all, injured, and was slowly helped up by Qin Ming.

Qin Ming saw that he really couldn't sway his master, and he also knew that Qingyan Pill King's personality was such that he would absolutely not take advantage of him.

How about this: come to my Family to hold down the fort and help my Family refine Medicinal Pills. I will teach you Alchemy, and we will each get what we need.

Qingyan Pill King was slightly stunned. What was this situation? With Qin Ming's strength, did he still need him to refine Medicinal Pills?

Any Medicinal Pill would be easy for this Young Man to obtain.

Looking at his master's eyes, Qin Ming knew what he was thinking and couldn't help but continue:

It's like this: it's not very convenient for me to refine Medicinal Pills. You also know my strength; if I'm not careful, I refine a perfect elixir. Trying to control the Rank of the Medicinal Pill is a very tiring task.

Besides, I am still so young. The tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind. To hide my Alchemy ability, I need to hide at least my Divine Alchemist Rank.

This world was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. He had lost all his cultivation, and was now just a Martial Artist at the Martial Warrior Realm.

Although his Pill God Physique could allow him to briefly reach the Martial Ancestor Realm, what did the Martial Ancestor Realm count for compared to the entire continent?

Alright… then it's a deal!

Qingyan Pill King thought for a moment and said helplessly.

What was wrong with this world? He could refine a perfect elixir by accident, while he, despite trying his hardest to refine a perfect elixir, could never do it.

Yet he…

Truly, comparing people only leads to frustration.

Azure Flame felt that he had taken a huge advantage. Although this Young Man had not accepted him as a Disciple, he would definitely conduct himself as a Disciple.