I Am Venerable Yao's Disciple

After becoming sworn siblings, Tang Huo'er and I linked arms and chatted merrily, now addressing each other as brother and sister. Tang Zhen had failed to make me call him "Father," but he did not mind, merely standing to one side and watching with a smile.

"Master Huan, and all the other masters, it is already late today. This old man has prepared a dinner banquet for everyone. Let us rest for the day and begin refining the pill tomorrow. By then, you masters may also come and observe," Tang Zhen announced.

The many alchemists thanked him in succession, anticipation evident on their faces. The pill Tang Zhen intended to refine was Seven Grade Seven-Colored—such a high-grade pill was rare even across the entire Central Plains!

Even if they could not participate, simply being able to watch from the sidelines would be an honor.

Moreover, each of the three participants had a greater background than the last. Setting aside Master Huan, a Guest Elder of the Pill Tower, Tang Zhen himself was the Burning Flame Valley Master, a renowned expert throughout the Central Plains.

As for me, I was said to be one of Venerable Yao's people, a legendary figure in the Central Plains. Who knew how profound my alchemy skills were, or how many unfathomable techniques I had inherited from Venerable Yao?

All of this stirred the hearts of every alchemist present. They had never felt this itchy with anticipation, not even on a first date with their first love.

"Senior Tang, I'm afraid I can't."

Suddenly, I spoke up, interrupting everyone's fantasies. Somewhat helplessly, I said to Tang Zhen, "My soul was injured some time ago. I fear I cannot refine pills."

"How could this happen?"

Tang Zhen was stunned, and the alchemists broke into a commotion. Did