Elder Han couldn't help but tease Zhao Li, listening to his overly mature words.
It was just that coming from someone Zhao Li's age, those words were a bit hard to accept.
Even though Zhao Li had changed his appearance to look older, appearing to be around thirty, he was still within the category of a young talent.
Zhao Li scratched his head, not wanting to continue the topic.
Just then, the Ye Family Old Woman walked over with members of the Ye Clan. She first bowed to Elder Han and said:
"Many thanks to Elder Han for mediating, allowing my Ye Clan to remain among the Elders. If you have time, please come visit our home."
Elder Han waved his hand and said:
"That child is truly resilient. To achieve this much at Seventh Grade Low Grade is not easy."
The Old Woman heard this and looked towards Ye Xingchen.
He also first thanked Elder Han, then turned to Zhao Li and said:
"Many thanks, Senior, for your help. If there is anything you need, my Ye Clan will do our best to fulfill it."
Zhao Li didn't want to play games or exchange pleasantries. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"It was nothing. I want to find a place to stay in Holy Pill City. I wonder if the Ye Clan could find a courtyard in Holy Pill City, somewhere quiet would be fine."
The request Zhao Li made was, for the Ye Clan, also just a small matter.
Ye Xingchen thought for a moment and then gave Zhao Li a separate courtyard belonging to the Ye Clan in Holy Pill City. He patted his chest and guaranteed everything would be arranged; Zhao Li just needed to move in.
Zhao Li gladly accepted, as this indeed saved him a lot of trouble.
Suddenly, Zhao Li sensed an unfriendly gaze and glanced over.
Over there, Li Hongwei looked as if nothing had happened, following behind Li Youtian dejectedly.
Zhao Li frowned. He naturally understood the principle that it's easier to deal with the King of Hell than with the imps:
"If you stop bothering me from now on, then so be it. But if you're foolish enough to still cause me trouble, then..."
"Little Zhang, what's wrong?"
After finishing with the Dan Clan, Elder Han walked over and saw Zhao Li frowning deeply, so he asked.
Zhao Li snapped back to attention, shook his head, and smiled:
"Nothing, just thinking about some things. Elder Han, I haven't properly thanked you for the introduction. Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal."
After the assessment ended, Zhao Li took the opportunity to invite a few people for a meal, which could also be considered expressing his gratitude.
Elder Han didn't refuse. The two Presidents treated Zhao Li differently from anyone he had recommended before. He was old and understood human nature and social dynamics.
At the same time, the Li and Gao Families met again.
Gao Qiqiang said intentionally or unintentionally:
"Father, with the accumulation of so many generations in our family, do we have the means to kill a Seventh-Grade High-Level Alchemist?"
Father Gao's expression changed slightly, and he reprimanded:
"You can't say such things. You yourself are a Seventh-Grade Alchemist, don't you know that Alchemists are a bunch of hornets' nests? Poke one, and a whole swarm of madmen will rush at you."
Then he whispered:
"A Seventh-Grade Alchemist themselves is not terrifying. With our family's capability, there are plenty of ways to make them disappear. But why are you suddenly asking this?"
"Isn't it because I saw Young Master Li and Uncle Li being humiliated by Elder Han because of some ignorant kid, and I felt a bit bad?"
Father Gao heard this and sternly stopped him:
"You behave yourself. No matter what, he is a member of the Pill Tower. Just an Alchemist's connections are troublesome enough, and the Pill Tower is the sacred place in the hearts of Alchemists."
Gao Qiqiang nodded sheepishly but unconsciously muttered, just loud enough for the Li family father and son to hear:
"If he hadn't suddenly intervened, and we had gotten rid of Ye Xingchen, the Ye Clan wouldn't have been able to withstand the next generation. Now we don't know what variables there will be. It's going to be hard to kick their family out again. Hmph, just a Seventh-Grade Alchemist, we can use some methods in the dark..."
Li Youtian and his son exchanged glances, a strange light flickering in their eyes.
But they weren't fools after all. Father Li looked at Li Hongwei and advised:
"Don't let others use you as a gun. Just wait and see."
...
The next morning, the sun was high in the sky before Zhao Li finally got up.
"Is the alcohol in this world fake? Why does my head hurt so much?"
Zhao Li felt his head swelling and gently tapped it.
Then he sat cross-legged and focused on circulating his Dou Qi.
After a while, Zhao Li opened his eyes, divine light flickering within them.
Unknowingly, his Cultivation Level had actually increased by another star.
"It seems that after the Cultivation Technique reached mastery and broke through the barrier of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, the powerful Soul Power is indeed constantly nourishing the Essence and Qi cultivation. With a Heaven Realm Late Stage soul cultivation, at least until Half-Saint, the improvement won't be slow. Two years of accumulation were well worth it."
Thinking this, Zhao Li unconsciously remembered the members of the Chaos Spirit Tribe.
With a thought, the two black and white rings appeared in his palm. In the past two years, Zhao Li hadn't used the resources within them, but he had read all the books and other items stored inside.
It was precisely with these ancient texts as reference, absorbing a wealth of knowledge, that Zhao Li was able to truly master his cultivation technique and enter the Saint realm without worry.
"Will is the key to transcending the ordinary and entering the Saint realm. From now on, tempering my will should be an important part of my cultivation. It's also time for some interesting tempering of my will."
Zhao Li stood up, contemplating his future cultivation plans.
He then shook his head helplessly. Tempering one's will, like cultivating one's soul, was an ethereal concept with no systematic method.
The road ahead was still very long.
He pulled open the door, and the golden sunlight streaming in warmed him. Zhao Li's mood brightened considerably.
"As expected of a family with a long heritage. Even though it shows signs of decline now, its foundation is still terrifyingly strong. This kind of courtyard is something others couldn't buy even with money. It's very good."
Zhao Li stepped out of the courtyard and could see the stone tower towering into the clouds in the distance at a glance. He was extremely satisfied, and his already good mood became even more cheerful.
His figure flickered, and Zhao Li walked towards the Pill Tower.
Inside the Pill Tower, besides the people coming and going whose alchemy techniques were all above Fifth Rank and who were all very young, it wasn't much different from a regular Alchemist Guild.
Here, you could see people gathered in twos and threes discussing alchemy techniques, and some who didn't see eye to eye with each other would challenge one another to a competition. What they competed in, naturally, was alchemy technique. Of course, there were also those who preferred to study alone, like Zhao Li...
The Pill Tower was like a huge platform where everyone could showcase their abilities and build connections.
Zhao Li didn't linger on the first floor and went directly up to the eighty-first floor.
Above the eightieth floor of the Pill Tower was the Library Pavilion, which contained many handwritten notes and insights from senior alchemists. If one could thoroughly understand them, there would definitely be significant improvement.
From that day on, Zhao Li spent the better part of each day immersed in the Library Pavilion, absorbing alchemy knowledge.
For the remaining half of the day, Zhao Li would also go out and wander around, seeing if there were any High-Grade Alchemists giving lectures or lessons.
Four days later, Zhao Li received news of the Alchemist Trade Fair, so he left the Pill Tower early and headed towards the location of the Alchemist Trade Fair.
These past few days, Zhao Li had read through many alchemists' handwritten notes and felt he had gained a lot. He wanted to refine the Pill Formula he had obtained from Wind Lightning a few days ago – the Soul Purification Spirit Pill – to test his own strength.
However, Zhao Li scanned the Pill Formula and found that he didn't have any of the main ingredients needed for refining. He could only come to the trade fair to try his luck.
"Didn't they say it starts in the evening? Are there already so many people now?"
Zhao Li thought he had arrived very early, but seeing the endless stream of people like flowing water and dragons, he was a bit taken aback.
Pinning his Alchemist Badge to his chest, Zhao Li squeezed into the crowd. Under the invisible guidance of his Soul Power, the crowd automatically parted, creating a small path, so it wasn't too crowded.
However, the people he had squeezed past were a bit bewildered as to why they had made way. After thinking for a long time with no result, they stopped thinking about it and continued looking at the various stalls around, hoping to find some treasures.
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