1071: Chapter 1071: We’re Going to Prosper!
1071: Chapter 1071: We’re Going to Prosper!
Fang Bai’s words sounded like a fool’s dream to Ge Feng and the others.
Yet, when they looked at Fang Bai’s expression, it didn’t seem like he was making it up on the spot, which left them uncertain about the truth.
“Senior Brother Fang, at a ti like this, when everyone is thinking about how to make this crisis disappear into thin air, here you are, seemingly in the mood for jokes.
Heh, you must be hoping that our Bitao Martial Academy gets banned by the three alchemists, right?”
Yang Lin’s words were a veiled attack, dripping with sarcasm.
Yang Lin had always harbored resentnt towards Fang Bai, but since he wasn’t as strong, he dared not openly confront Fang Bai.
Instead, he seized opportunities like these to verbally lash out, confident that even if Fang Bai got angry, he wouldn’t dare to trouble him in front of Elder Ge and the other sect mbers.
“Senior Brother Yang, how do you know that Senior Brother Fang is joking?
I believe in Senior Brother Fang; he would never lie!”
Liu Qingqing was the most steadfast supporter and protector of Fang Bai in this group.
Hearing the spite in Yang Lin’s words, her beautiful eyes shone with a sharp light, and she glared coldly at him.
When Yang Lin felt her piercing gaze sweep over him, it was like being stabbed with two swords.
His scalp tingled, his body shuddered, and his head subconsciously shrank back.
Although Liu Qingqing was a Disciple of the Inner Court just like Yang Lin and ranked lower than Yang Lin on the power scale of the Inner Court Disciples, it was because she kept a low profile.
If it ca down to actual combat capabilities, Liu Qingqing was far superior to Yang Lin.
Therefore, when she exerted even a bit of her imposing aura, Yang Lin could barely withstand it.
“I could also claim that I’ve t a high-grade Pill Master…
Who can’t boast and exaggerate?
If Senior Brother Fang has truly t Senior Bai, then show us so proof!
If there’s proof, then I’ll believe it!”
Yang Lin muttered under his breath.
Seeing Liu Qingqing’s eyes widen with a fierce gaze, he got startled, his figure swayed, and he positioned himself behind Ge Feng to avoid Liu Qingqing attacking him.
Although Ge Feng was dissatisfied with Yang Lin’s snide remarks, he himself was doubtful about Fang Bai having truly t Senior Bai.
The idea that Senior Bai would want to pass on the Alchemy Technique to Fang Bai seed improbable.
In the True Martial Realm, Alchemists and Artifact Refiners greatly valued the inheritance of Alchemy and Artifact Refining Techniques, and they would not easily teach others.
Even if Fang Bai had truly t Senior Bai, and Senior Bai saw potential in Fang Bai, based solely on their brief encounter, it was highly unlikely Senior Bai would teach him the Alchemy Technique.
“Fang Bai, is what you’re saying true?
Have you really t Senior Bai?”
Despite his skepticism, Ge Feng asked Fang Bai again, still clinging to a shred of hope, because who could be certain about anything in this world?
What if what Fang Bai was saying was true?
If it were true, having a mid-grade Alchemist and Artifact Refiner take a liking to Fang Bai and willing to pass on the Alchemy, it would be an incredibly rare opportunity.
Fang Bai was a disciple of the Bitao Martial Academy, and if he beca an Alchemist, it would also be a rare opportunity for the academy.
“These Space Rings, as well as these bottles of mid-grade Elixirs, were greeting gifts from Senior Bai to !”
Fang Bai’s intention was to quietly help Ge Feng and the others so they wouldn’t leave their trip to Purple Fla City empty-handed.
However, Fang Bai also knew that they would find it hard to believe the story he had made up, so he took out several bottles of different types of mid-grade Elixirs from the Spatial Ring he wore on his finger and placed them on the stone table in front of Ge Feng.
As Fang Bai retrieved the Elixirs from the Spatial Ring, a stream of Essence Energy flowed into it, making the ring flicker with a dark glow.
Although it was fleeting, Ge Feng and the others clearly saw that it was, in fact, a mid-grade Spatial Ring.
Crafting Spiritual Artifacts was extraordinarily difficult, and the materials required for their creation were non-renewable.
Therefore, a Spiritual Artifact of the sa grade was much more valuable than an Elixir.
The mid-grade storage Spiritual Artifact worn by Fang Bai was worth at least ten mid-grade Spirit Pills, a tenfold difference.
The several bottles of mid-grade Elixirs laid out on the stone table by Fang Bai were a part of his compensation for refining pills for others at the Martial Artists Trading Market earlier that day.
Taking them out to show Ge Feng and the others was undoubtedly the strongest evidence.
In the entire Purple Fla City, apart from the Elder of Tribute of the Purple Fla Sect, Hong Qitian, there was only that Senior Bai who could produce mid-grade Elixirs.
If these mid-grade Elixirs in Fang Bai’s possession were not gifts from Senior Bai, then who else could it have been?
“If you still think I’m lying now, then there’s nothing more I can do!”
Fang Bai looked at the stunned Ge Feng and the others, with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, he shrugged and said.
“I don’t know whether others believe it or not, but I absolutely do!
Fang Bai, you lucky guy, you’ve t a patron.
You’re going to make it big!”
After snapping out of his daze, Ge Feng couldn’t contain his elation.
He suddenly stood up and looked at Fang Bai as he spoke, his voice trembling with excitent.
Shen Yulin and the others also looked towards Fang Bai, their eyes glittering with envy.
They were envious of Fang Bai for obtaining mid-grade Elixirs and a mid-grade Spiritual Artifact, but even more so for the favor and recognition he received from a mid-grade Elixir Master and mid-grade Artifact Refiner.
Senior Bai had only ntioned teaching Fang Bai the Alchemy Technique and hadn’t said anything about taking Fang Bai as his disciple; thus, Elder Ge would not only not stop Fang Bai but would also strongly support him.
Once Fang Bai had learned the Alchemy Technique from Senior Bai, it would be of great significance to both Fang Bai himself and the Bitao Martial Academy.
Aside from Yang Lin, everyone at the scene was excited and thrilled for Fang Bai.
Yang Lin, however, stared at the ground, his gaze erratic and uncertain, lost in thought.
But everyone else was busy bombarding Fang Bai with questions, paying no attention to Yang Lin.
When Ge Feng asked Fang Bai about the whereabouts of Senior Bai, Fang Bai tactfully refused to answer, citing Senior Bai’s preference for peace, his desire not to be disturbed by strangers, and Fang Bai’s own promise to keep Senior Bai’s secrets.
Ge Feng understood.
Every unique and eccentric individual had their odd temperant.
Since Senior Bai didn’t wish for others to know his residence, then let it be.
Afterwards, they chatted about Senior Bai for a while, and as it was getting late, Ge Feng handed over all the Cultivation Resources he had brought to Fang Bai, asking him to find ti the next day to seek out Senior Bai to help with refining pills.
Then everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
After entering his room, Fang Bai washed up, sat cross-legged on his bed, circulated his Cultivation Technique, and ntally rehearsed his Martial Arts, silently waiting for midnight to arrive.
At midnight, the weather changed abruptly.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky, fierce winds arose, thunder rumbled, and a downpour deluged Purple Fla City, swallowing it in an instant.
Countless dazzling Lightning Snakes tumbled and twined amidst the ink clouds and torrential rain, constantly spitting and uncertain.
They occasionally struck down upon the tall and protruding rocks and trees in the area, releasing an astonishing power.
Their formidable force was capable of turning those rocks and trees to dust in an instant.
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