Oh no! I, the weakling, have become the villain!

The old man turned to look at Xu Yao, his eyes full of inquiry.

Refining elixirs requires absolute precision; a single mistake can lead to disaster.

These words came out of Xu Yao's mouth as if he were joking. Wasn't he worried about the furnace exploding?

Does this person actually know how to refine the Wind-Chasing Pill?

Seeing the old man's gaze, Xu Yao didn't mind and said directly, "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Anyway, you've had your share of explosions before, so what are you worried about?"

……

He'd been fried before, but he didn't want to fry it again this time!

Otherwise, why would I need to consult Xu Yao?

However, having already refined it to the halfway point, the old man simply threw in all the herbs as Xu Yao had instructed, leaving only the stone fern.

The old man closed his eyes tightly, and was even prepared for the oven to explode.

But things didn't go as he expected. After waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the furnace exploding. Moreover, all the herbs had blended together, even more so than when he had done it before.

The old man was somewhat surprised.

However, he quickly realized that this time he was confident he could succeed, and began to work even harder to control the fire.

Seeing the old man's expression, Xu Yao smiled slightly, shook his head, and said nothing more.

It seems that not all alchemists are so annoying. This old man has a strange temper, but he is much better than Zhihua and that so-called Master Feng Huo.

Time passed slowly, and the alchemy furnace began to vibrate, showing signs that it was about to produce pills.

The old man turned to look at Xu Yao, waiting for Xu Yao to speak again.

Just as Xu Yao was about to speak, he saw a person wearing a ghost mask walk in and kneel down on the ground without saying a word.

He glanced at Xu Yao and the others, then fixed his gaze on the old man, raised his hands, and cupped his fists in a respectful gesture towards him.

"Master Qin, I am Feng Huo, a sixth-grade alchemist. I have always admired you, Master Qin. I would like to ask you to take me as your disciple!"

To show his respect, Feng Huo removed his mask, revealing his old face.

Upon seeing a familiar face, Xu Yao raised an eyebrow, turned to look at Chong Yu, and whispered, "It seems that not all the people in this ghost market wear masks. Look, there's one here who has taken off his mask."

Master Qin should be referring to the old man, who is capable of refining the Wind Chasing Pill, so its grade should be quite high.

As long as it's better than trash like Feng Huo!

It's understandable that the old man wasn't wearing a mask; after all, he was blown up like that, completely blackened, and you couldn't tell anything from him. But Feng Huo...

Chong Yu didn't speak, but raised his hand and whistled.

As the whistle fell, several men in black appeared at the door.

The sudden appearance of several people startled Feng Huo, who almost fell to the ground.

He looked around warily, then turned his head and fixed his gaze on Chong Yu.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"If you don't want to do anything, the Ghost Market has its rules. You can't take off your mask, or else, get out!"

After saying that, he gave a wink to the men in black, who immediately went over to drag Feng Huo out.

Feng Huo hurriedly put on the mask and immediately said, "I'm wearing it, I... I won't take it off, I'm already wearing it..."

No matter what he said, Chongyu didn't respond at all, as if she hadn't heard him speak.

Having no other choice, Feng Huo turned to look at the old man.

"Master Qin, I sincerely wish to become your disciple. I beg you to give me this opportunity, Master Qin..."

"What's all the noise about? Can't you see I'm busy?"

The old man looked at Feng Huo impatiently. The pills were almost ready. If he didn't add Shi Xie, could it still be called the Chasing Wind Pill?

It's true, of all times, they had to come at this crucial moment.

After saying that, the old man turned to look at Xu Yao, and his attitude changed instantly. He looked at Xu Yao with a smile, showing no disrespect whatsoever.

"Don't mind him, little one. Continue. When should we add the stone?"

"Now, we can add the stone now and it'll be ready. If we don't add it now, when will we?"

Xu Yao stared speechlessly at the old man. If it weren't for the old man's good attitude, he would have wanted to pry open the old man's head to see what was inside.

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately added the stone slab, not daring to linger any longer.

Seeing that Feng Huo was about to be dragged out, Xu Yao turned his eyes and looked at him with interest.

"You said you wanted to become Master Qin's disciple?"

Several men in black turned to look at Chong Yu, who raised a hand, and the men disappeared again.

Feng Huo felt like he had seen a savior and immediately went over, raising his hand to grab Xu Yao's hand, but Xu Yao raised his hand to avoid it.

Xu Yao took two steps back, watching Feng Huo warily.

"What do you want to do?"

Feng Huo shook his head and immediately said, "Thank you, young master. As long as you can get Master Qin to accept me as his disciple, I will do anything you ask!"

Oh?

Xu Yao raised an eyebrow at Feng Huo and asked again, "Are you sure you'd do anything I ask?"

Although Feng Huo was nothing special to him, in the eyes of outsiders he was a sixth-grade alchemist, only one grade lower than him, which was quite remarkable.

If I could gain such a follower, wouldn't that be a great deal?

This younger brother... he's a bit old...

It's a bit annoying.

With a 'hum', the alchemy furnace was opened, releasing a rich medicinal fragrance. White mist enveloped the entire room, but quickly disappeared.

The old man took out the pill and became excited after confirming it was the Wind Chasing Pill.

Feng Huo also witnessed this, and his eyes shone even brighter when he saw the Wind Chasing Pill.

This Master Qin is even more powerful than he imagined. He can already refine the Wind Chasing Pill. If he could get one, wouldn't he become even more famous?

Feng Huo turned to look at Xu Yao, nodded, and looked at Xu Yao with a serious expression.

"As long as you can persuade Master Xu to accept me as your disciple, I'm willing to do anything!"

"it is good."

Xu Yao nodded and continued, "Then can you tell me why I want to become Master Qin's disciple?"

Surely he didn't discourage her and then make her work harder?

If that's the case, then there's still hope.

Upon hearing this, a sinister glint flashed in Feng Huo's eyes, and he said, "Because I want to improve myself, to become stronger, and to make those liars feel ashamed!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yao wanted to punch Feng Huo on the head. He had just thought so much, assuming that Feng Huo had finally decided to work harder, but he never expected it to be for this reason.

Moreover, when did he become a liar?

The old man looked Feng Huo up and down, shook his head, and his face was full of disdain.

"Someone like that wants to be my apprentice? He's not qualified!"

You can tell just by looking at his shifty, rat-like eyes.

He never took on any apprentices in his life because he didn't find any he liked.

Now there's someone he likes, but that person is even more capable than him.