Those Fated to My Teachings

"What? Refining pills from Great Shaman blood essence?"

Old Man Lie Shan was slightly taken aback when he heard Qingming's words. "Artifact Sage, you know alchemy too?"

"A gentleman is good at making use of tools. Pills are external objects as well!"

Qingming replied with a smile.

"Right! Right! Right!"

Old Man Lie Shan nodded repeatedly. "This Essence Elixir you mentioned can let someone at the peak of the Lesser Shaman realm open a Shamanic Aperture and directly advance to Great Shaman? And it can even raise their cultivation? Wonderful! Wonderful!"

After hearing Qingming's explanation, how could Old Man Lie Shan possibly remain seated?

"Quite a few Great Shamans from the other races have been killed in every battle. We can use them for pill refining. I'll notify Si Wenming immediately."

Shouting all the way, Old Man Lie Shan turned and ran out of Artifact Refining Valley.

"The Artifact Sage identity is pretty convenient!"

Qingming watched Old Man Lie Shan's departing figure with a broad smile. With the title of "Artifact Sage," Qingming was practically an "uncle" now. As long as he asked, he would be given whatever he wanted.

"As long as I get my hands on Great Shaman blood essence and continuously refine Essence Elixirs, my cultivation will rise quickly."

Qingming refined all the Essence Elixirs himself. How many he produced was entirely up to him, wasn't it?

Hadn't he come to the Chisaka front line for exactly this reason?

Earning benefits easily and comfortably—what could be better?

"Fellow cultivator, you are fated to my teachings!"

Suddenly, a soft laugh rang out. A compassionate-looking daoist appeared soundlessly in Artifact Refining Valley, right before Qingming.

"Damn it, that's Bodhi Daoist."

The moment the figure appeared, Wood Emperor's voice sounded in Qingming's mind. "Those Western Teachings bastards are the most