A discussion on the Dao of Alchemy thus unfolds.
Five days later, Jiang Qianche looked at Xu Feng, still feeling excited.
"Nephew, how about I ask for a Nine Revolutions Saint Pill for you?"
"With your talent, when will you be able to reach the Unification Realm?"
Jiang Qianche was somewhat anxious; his nephew's insight into alchemy was so profound that it was already not weaker than that of an average Immortal Level Alchemist.
As long as his realm was achieved, he could naturally advance to become an Immortal Level Alchemist.
"Uncle-master, I'm still young, let's take it slow," Xu Feng said with a smile, his current cultivation speed had improved and he was no longer as concerned about his innate talent as before.
"Many Immortal Level Alchemists within the Sacred Land are too proud to ask you for guidance."
"Even if they could swallow their pride, except for me, who knows you, the others would not have the opportunity."
